"Now that the young patriarch and the elders have met, let's get down to business now." Tingya had long expected such a stiff situation as it was now, so she didn't mind, and looked at Mu Ziyang on the side with a smile, "Although the Elder Council has already obtained information about this 'Flame Secret Diving', can you please explain it in more detail than the Young Patriarch?" ”

Mu Ziyang nodded, and a deep magnetic voice sounded unhurriedly in the spacious and quiet conference room, "First of all, this time the invitation to send an invitation to reveal the secrets of the Qianxuan Ancient Clan is the 'Heavenly Star Traveling Union', which is located in the 'Flame Sky', a holographic online game that was officially launched a few days ago. I don't think there is too much doubt about the authenticity of the content in this invitation letter, Ciro and I were registered in the United States at the time, and we met Xiao Heng of the Xiao Foundation, Lan Qing of the Lan Group, and even the princess Rena of the Saixi family. All three of them received the invitation to reveal the secret at the same time, and it seemed that even the contents were exactly the same. ”

"Hey, young patriarch, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that you said that this Youlian is a company that develops games, right? How could there be a clue to the ancient clan? Mu Qiu looked incredulous, he was almost seventy years old, and even computers were new things when he was young, how to look at the mobile phones and computers that young people are playing with now, the more unreliable they feel. Holographic online games? What's that? Isn't it a game of playthings?

"Grandpa Qiu, Youlian is not as simple as you think." Tingya explained, "According to Xiaoya's investigation of Youlian, this Youlian is a very large game company on the surface, but behind it is a mysterious family that cannot be underestimated. ”

"You're really well informed to hear from you." Looking at Tingya's pale little face, a look of surprise crossed Mu Ziyang's eyes, they had been investigating in the United States for a month without any more detailed results, but Tingya, a weak woman who was often sick, was able to grasp all the information in their hands so quickly.

"I obviously have clues in my hand, but I want to cast a net wantonly, which is obviously to reap the benefits of the fisherman." Mu Han sighed slightly, a pair of squinted eyes were full of essence, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very strange, making people shudder, "It's just that this secret is about the Qianxuan Ancient Clan, even if you know that it is a fire pit, someone still jumps into it・・・・・・"

"Is Elder Han satirizing the patriarch?" Mu Ling said coldly, looking at Mu Ziyang's eyes, there was still no trace of kindness, "Games, revealing secrets, they all sound like things that young people are interested in, I'm afraid that Elder Han is the wrong person to be sarcastic about this matter." ”

Mu Ling's words were as dark as a knife blade, and the words went straight to Mu Ziyang, and when Xi Luo saw that his eldest brother was accused like this, he was about to confront her, but Mu Ziyang pressed his shoulder in a timely manner.

"What Elder Ling said is not right." Mu Yu smiled slightly, "The secret of the Qianxuan Ancient Clan has disappeared for many years, and since there is a mysterious family behind Youlian who is supporting it, it is not impossible for any clues to flow into their hands." And now that this era is the world of young talents like them, it seems reasonable to put the clues in places that we old guys can't reach. ”

"Haha, it's still Mu Yu, I love to listen to you old guy." Seeing that Mu Yu choked the old woman back with a few words, Mu Cheng slapped the table with great relief, "Elder Ling, we were originally here to check the boys, and these high-tech things have long been out of touch, so don't worry about it." ”

"Hmph." Mu Ling snorted coldly, "I don't want our Mu family's hundreds of years of foundation to be ruined like this in the hands of this kid. In short, on behalf of my clan, I will not approve of this secret plan. ”

Hearing that this old woman was actually unkind to her eldest brother again and again, Xi Luo couldn't help it, and instead smiled in anger, "Elder Ling, you said that the Mu family's foundation would be destroyed in the hands of my eldest brother, but I want to ask, how much do you know about my eldest brother?" ”

"Xiluo ・・・・・・" Mu Ziyang looked at the smiling Xiluo with some surprise, although he was smiling, but there was a spark of anger in his eyes! This kid is really hot!

"It's just the young patriarch appointed by the patriarch, what's the ・・・・・・?"

"Guilty? Elder Ling, are you telling a joke? Ciro's smile turned into a sneer, and there are always those who are suspicious, jealous, and delusional because they don't get anything, but forget to look in the mirror and see their own distorted ugly face in such hysteria.

"When did our Mu family have a patriarch who was determined? For the position of this young patriarch, my eldest brother has been undergoing special training for thirteen years, and even was imprisoned on Hell Island for a whole month, relying on his own strength to finally come out・・・・・・"

"Enough! Ciro! Mu Ziyang's brows furrowed, this kid Xiluo was really becoming more and more disobedient, and he dared to be disrespectful to the elder in front of him, "Apologize to Elder Ling quickly." ”

Ciro bit his lip, but he also understood that he was too impulsive, how dare he not listen to the eldest brother's order, "I'm sorry, Elder Ling, the junior was rude, please forgive me." ”

Mu Ling didn't answer, but the condensation between her eyebrows had been dispelled a lot by Xi Luo's words just now. Hell Island, what kind of place is that?! It was a very large island, located in the sea, half of which was flooded at high tide, and the terrain on the island was very dangerous. There are still many dangerous beasts living on that island, and even some of them are ancient beasts, which are used by their wood clan to deal with death row prisoners. Imprisoning people on Hell Island can almost be said to be a death sentence・・・・・・ but just by virtue of him, Mu Ziyang, can he survive for a month ・・・・・・in that dangerous ghost place?

"Okay, okay, you old things don't get tired of arguing every day, how long do you have to worry about the boys' affairs?" Mu Cheng saw that the atmosphere was stagnant again, and hurriedly ran out and thin mud, "We're not here to do this today, are we?" ”

"Thank you for the reminder." Tingya cast a grateful glance at Mu Cheng and emphasized the topic, "May I ask if the young patriarch has any thoughts and discoveries about this Flame Sky?" ”

Mu Ziyang pondered for a while, Tingya's question is actually difficult to answer, it is a game, his explanation is too shallow, it is like perfunctory, it can't explain the problem, and if the explanation is too deep, the elders will not understand, and it will bring disgust.

"The main difference between this game and other games is that it has a lot of hidden attributes and some separate stories. The Elders don't know much about games, but you can think of an online game as a novel with a plot thread that is common to all players. But the novel of the Flame Sky is different, in addition to the plot that everyone can see, there are some independent plots that only a few people can access. And there is more than one such independent plot thread. Mu Ziyang tried his best to explain the abstract concepts in his mind more three-dimensionally, but he didn't know how much these old men and old ladies could accept and understand.

"Well, that's interesting." Mu Han didn't know if he was muttering to himself or communicating with Mu Ziyang, "In other words, only those who can see the special script are eligible to get the final clue・・・・・・ is it really a secret game・・・・・・

"You've all got the hidden attributes now?" Mu Sheng, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Yes. Nothing has been discovered yet, but I think it's only a matter of time. Mu Ziyang nodded in affirmation, although Xiluo is not a hidden race, as long as one of the two of them gets the hidden race, he will have a chance to get the secret.

"Well, since you're so sure, let's keep doing it." Mu Cheng gave Mu Ziyang and Xi Luo a thumbs up, "Grandpa, I believe in you, you will definitely be able to dig up the secret that has been passed down for thousands of years!" Haha, maybe it's a mountain of gold and silver, then our Mu family will be developed by then・・・・・・"

"I'm an old thing, what a mountain of gold and silver, you're vulgar!" Mu Qiu jumped to his feet, "I haven't settled the account with you just called me an old bird!" What's the matter, don't you want to fight! ”

Mu Cheng was also annoyed by Mu Qiu's words, "What's the matter, I'm still afraid of you in a fight!" Look at your chick with thin arms and legs, grandpa, I can't pout you in three or two・・・・・・"

Seeing that the two old men were already in full swing in the conference room, and the other elders also looked like they had nothing to do with themselves, Tingya shook her head with a little crying and laughing, "Brother Ziyang, Brother Xiluo, I'll send you out." ”

Closing the door of the conference room behind him, Tingya, who had been maintaining an elegant smile, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned against the wall a little softly, "Whew, it's finally over・・・・・・ it's almost exhausting to keep this expression all the time・・・・・・"

"Your body is still shaking around, do you want to stay in the hospital for a few more weeks?" Breaking away from the pinprick-like gaze of the elders, Ciro also breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the wall beside her.

Mu Ziyang saw the two of them leaning against the wall side by side and chatting, the atmosphere was very warm and sweet, he looked away, turned around and left in the direction of the stairs, preparing to wait for Xiluo in the car first.

"I'm much better and haven't had a relapse in two years." Tingya shook her head, her pointed chin and pale face were a little weak and tired, which obviously did not match what she said.

"Lie・・・・・・" Ciro frowned, "You can only be so weak after the onset of the disease, so you have to force yourself to fly over for more than ten hours・・・・・・"

"Brother Xiluo・・・・・・" Tingya turned her head slightly, looking at the handsome young man beside her who had all his worries written on his face, and his heart warmed, "I just want to help you do something, that's all・・・・・・"

"Listen to the ・・・・・・"

"I know, Brother Ciro, you will protect me, always." Tingya smiled, and the corners of her lips, which were so light that they were almost colorless, pulled up a beautiful smile, "However, I also want to do something for you within my ability・・・・・・ even if it is insignificant, as long as I can play a little role・・・・・・ I can feel that I am no longer the medicine jar that lies in bed all day and fights with the disease・・・・・・"

"Listen to Ya!" Ciro interrupted her loudly. His heart was very flustered and chaotic, they always wanted to protect Tingya, he always wanted to hold her in the palm of his hand and cherish it・・・・・・ but he ignored her feelings.

Tingya she is gentle, gentle as water, but no matter how gentle she is, she is also tenacious, her self-esteem and competitiveness will not be weaker than anyone else because of her body!

Ciro pulled Tingya's weak body into his arms fiercely, not wanting to give her any chance to struggle and resist. However, Tingya did not struggle or resist. She was soft, soft as water, like a babbling stream, a gurgling spring, clear and soft, little by little, flowing into his heart.

"Tingya, I want to protect you because I want to be with you・・・・・・"

Feeling the person in his arms tremble slightly, Ciro took a deep breath, "So, even if you want to prove yourself, don't use your health as a price, okay?" I ・・・・・・ I would be distressed. ”

The person in his arms did not move for a long time.

Ciro was inexplicably a little flustered, and the heartbeat rate that had not been out of control just now suddenly accelerated・・・・・・ is this a confession? However, listening to Ya・・・・・・ listening to Ya, she won't accept it・・・・・・

"Well, then I'm going to ask you how distressed you are." Tingya raised her head from his arms, but her slender waist was still tightly held in his arms, and the distance between the two of them was close enough to feel each other's breathing and heartbeat.

"Ah, that's a real pain." A wicked smile provoked on Ciro's lips, and he took Tingya's hand and pressed it against his hot and strong chest, "It's a hundred times worse than when you have physical pain." ”

"・・・・・・ bastard!" Tingya angrily hammered his pink fist into his chest.