"Knock knock...", a slow knock on the door brought Murong back to reality from his thoughts.

"Hmm, Uncle Wu, I'll go down immediately!" Murong only thought that it was early in the morning, and Uncle Wu came to let him go downstairs to eat.

The door was opened directly, but it was my grandfather who came in.

"Murong, you didn't sleep?" The old man saw that Murong was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, and the bed was very neat, and it seemed that he had not moved.

"Ahh

"Since you haven't slept, why don't you talk to me, okay?" Murong Zhenhua pulled over a chair and sat down slowly.

"Of course it's good," Murong smiled and sat aside.

"This party has doubled the assets of our Morris Group. Murong, this is all your credit!" the old man smiled and looked very satisfied.

"Grandpa, I can't talk about the credit. But can you tell me a little bit about what happened next?"

Due to the short time between the games, Murong and his grandfather did not communicate much, but only had a preliminary discussion.

"My initial plan is to gather the resources of multiple families first, and develop steadily first. This business can never be dominant, and it is probably too dangerous to expand before the road is paved. ”

"Grandpa, that's what I think. What I mean by this is that a few chambers of commerce that can be set up across the southeast and southwest regions to gradually suppress medium-sized enterprises. Murong was also very pleased to see that the two had the same views.

"Take your time, Murong, are you interested in this job?" the old man suddenly changed his words, as if he wanted him to share some of the pressure.

"This, I'm afraid I'm not up to the task..."Murong shook his head.

Murong is very self-aware, he originally put what he saw and heard in 2019 in 2015, but in general there are some concepts that seem relatively novel.

But if you really let him run it, I'm afraid the ending will be a mess. What's more, he doesn't have the time and energy to do these things.

"Oh, why?" Murong Zhenhua was not angry, as if he had already known the answer to this question in advance.

"Grandpa, you also know that I am a cultivator. Some side work, even as a thug, I can help you with a lot of things. But my ambition is not here..."Murong's tone revealed a hint of helplessness.

"And, according to my guess, I'm afraid that the disappearance of my parents is also inextricably linked to this cultivator. So I have to fix these things before I can focus on other things. ”

"Oh, Murong, what you said is true?" As soon as Murong Zhenhua heard about his daughter, his attitude immediately changed.

"I'm not sure, but it's nine times out of ten. ”

"Okay, don't worry about it! If you need me for anything, even if you fight for your life, it's no problem!"

In the next few days, Murong did not take a step out of the door. Instead, he patiently studied a series of exercises that Ying Lao had left for himself before.

At first, it was based on the idea of being greedy and chewing too much, and Murong did not put his mind on the practice of the exercises. But since the previous battle with Zheng Haoyu, the other party's swordsmanship has indeed taught him a lesson.

Originally, he was in the early stage of fusion, and he almost shattered his golden light shield with his reincarnation sword technique, which shows that the value of that sword technique is bound to be not low.

And Ying Lao also has a copy of the Northern Darkness Sword Recipe for himself, but because the Xiulin Sword doesn't fit in hand, he hasn't thought about learning it.

Because of the clearance of the White Tiger Tower, Murong had no way to continue to enter, so he could not use the strange beasts in the White Tiger Tower as a sparring partner.

He didn't want to go to the next trial site, after all, his strength had not been fully digested, and this situation of no one was available to him and gave him a lot of headaches.

The maximum he can do now is to use the air as an imaginary enemy, and control the Xiulin Sword to practice the Northern Underworld Sword Technique.

However, there was little success, and three days had passed, and Murong still had no substantial progress.

"Whew..."The atmosphere in the room was a little depressing, although Jiangcheng's rainy day was one of the perpetrators, but it was mainly because Murong was in a bad mood.

Walking out of the house, Murong wanted to drive out for a walk.

I didn't think about the destination, but I came to a famous snack street in Jiangcheng, which I hadn't been here before, but it was a little fresh.

After ordering the fried fried and some fried skewers, Murong chose a place near the entrance of the store and looked at the scene on the street boredly.

Because it was a rainy day, and it was a weekday daytime, the snack street that I had the impression of being very popular seemed very deserted.

Soon, the meal was served, but it didn't taste very good, and Murong also felt that the taste was like chewing wax.

Just when his gaze was a little glazed, two shadows flashed outside the door startled him.

He hurriedly ran to the door to look, but he pounced, and there was nothing unusual outside the house except for pedestrians in twos and threes.

Murong still released his divine sense and felt the situation nearby. Sure enough, in the direction of due north, there were two strange energies juxtaposed, one in front of the other.

"Isn't this the true qi of the monk?" Murong shook his head, but he still quickly turned into a phantom and followed the two in front of him directly.

With Murong's current realm, even if he hadn't learned any body techniques, he still surpassed the two of them too much in terms of speed. In just a dozen seconds, he had already come to the man in front of him.

"Tang Anqi, you still have a helper! despicable!" the very thin man scolded viciously.

Only then did Murong notice that there was still a young girl in very hot clothes behind her, but the overly exaggerated red hair didn't match her.

"You fart, I don't know who he is!" The red-haired girl also couldn't figure it out, how did she know who this extremely fast man was.

"Two, it doesn't matter who I am, it's important... Aren't you two tired!" As he was speaking, Murong suddenly secretly exerted his strength, directly holding down the two people who were sprinting at high speed.

"Who are you!" The red-haired girl was extremely dissatisfied, and directly took out something similar to a badge from her pocket and shook it in front of Murong's eyes!

"It seems that you are also an alien, let go quickly!" Murong then carefully looked at the words on the card, and it was written, "Huaxia Security Bureau-A-level Alien Tang Anqi." ”

"What is a supernatural person, different from a monk!" At this moment, Murong was a little puzzled, these two were definitely not monks, but they were definitely not mortals with such energy fluctuations.

Brought the hand that grabbed the girl, "Then who is he?" Murong pointed to the thin man from before.

"I've been chasing him for a long time, don't let him go, it's dangerous!" Tang Anqi replied while rubbing his somewhat sore shoulder.

"Chasing?" Murong was also stunned by this word.

"Catch, okay, why is your heart so dirty?!" the girl looked disgusted.

Murong's mind was on the title of Stranger, but he didn't expect that the man in his hand secretly pulled out a dagger from behind him.

"Hey, be careful!" Tang Anqi coldly saw the man's movements.

"Die!" The man stabbed Murong into the heart, but what surprised him was that the dagger he had used for several years stabbed Murong's body as if it had stabbed a rock, no matter how hard he tried, this blade could not break through the skin of the person in front of him.

"Garbage! It's all a trivial method!" Murong frowned, and the hand that held him down slightly exerted force, directly crushing the man's collarbone.

"Ahh

"Bad mouth!" Murong was already a little angry, he didn't have any good feelings about this country, and when he met this kind of person, he slapped him dozens of times in a row as if venting his anger, until his cheeks were swollen into a pig's head.

"No, you... Don't," Tang Anqi saw it, and he didn't just stop it or sit idly by. "Hand him over to me, I'm going to take him back to the bureau. ”

"Are you really organized?" Murong was a little curious after hearing this, he originally thought that the card was just used to bluff people.

"Of course, no, you're not from the Security Service?" the girl was stunned.

"No," Murong spread his hands.

"You are so good at reaching out, you didn't come to us? No, no, no, you come with me, I'll take you to the bureau!" said that, he didn't care if Murong Tong didn't agree. Tang Anqi directly pulled Murong and dragged the island invaders who had passed out.

"Do you have a car?" Tang Anqi looked up, only to find that the three of them had unknowingly come to the coast.

"You wait for me..."Murong disappeared as he spoke, and went straight back to where he parked.

"What is this Strange One?" Murong who drove into the car guessed various possibilities along the way.

"Such a great car! not bad!" the girl patted the lid excitedly, her eyes revealing a hint of envy.

"You try, I don't know where you're going anyway. Murong was easy to talk and jumped directly to the co-pilot's position.

"Okay!" Tang Anqi quickly stuffed the unconscious islander into the trunk, and then got into the car.

"I thought you were also a colleague, by the way, you have an S-class, right?" the girl said to Murong excitedly.

"I don't know... What is an S-class?" Murong was confused, he hadn't fully figured out the monk, let alone a brand new term.

"You don't know, no, this must be a supernatural person?!" the girl frowned, not knowing whether to call him awesome or stupid.

"Forget it, there is a body measurement instrument in the bureau, let's take you to measure it when the time comes!" Although Tang Anqi also had doubts, his mind was still on the car.