Chapter Twenty-Four: Flaws
"If you do this, if your god finds out, Hanlan will be disgusted."
After hanging up the communication, Yan Qiluo connected to Su Nuan's virtual space for the first time.
In the space, Su Nuan was wearing a pink costume dress lying on the soft collapse, the fan in her hand swayed gently, and her whole body exuded a bewitching atmosphere.
If he were a woman, he would be a curse to the country.
"Disgusted?"
Su Nuan spread the fan in his hand, and his phoenix eyes slanted slightly: "It's just tampering with the data for an hour, my god has always been benevolent, how can I hate it?" β
"Besides, you're the one who operates it, and I'm just making a small suggestion."
As he spoke, Su Nuan gently took the fan into his arms.
"You... Shame on you! β
Yan Qiluo scolded angrily.
But then she seemed to have discovered something, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she stared at the fan and said, "You are blasphemy!" β
The pattern painted on Su Nuan's fan is a handsome character.
Yan Qiluo recognized it at a glance, it was what Ye Han looked like when he came to his private space.
If it weren't for the authenticity of Ye Han's existence, she wouldn't have handed over the virtual space authority to the Su clan for review.
"Blasphemy?"
Su Nuan smiled evilly, waved the fan in his hand, and fanned out a projection: "It's you who really blaspheme my god!" β
The projection showed the scene of Yan Qiluo crossing his hands and hips questioning Ye Han.
"That is, my god is forgiving, and I don't care about you!"
Su Nuan glanced at Yan Qiluo with disdain.
For the seventh generation of the Yan family in front of him, he was disgusted from the bottom of his heart.
The whole thing is a bean sprout that hasn't grown, and I don't know what my god likes about her.
"You....!"
Stretching out his hand to poke Su Nuan's nose, Yan Qiluo was angry for a while.
How can Su Shi Contemporary be so disgusting!
"What's wrong with me?"
Su Nuan walked in front of Yan Qiluo and adjusted his position while looking at the projection.
"This angle, it's so ugly!"
Lowering his head to look at Yan Qiluo, Su Nuan complained mercilessly.
As he spoke, he still imitated Ye Han's appearance and wanted to put his hand on Yan Qiluo's head.
It seems that he wants to find out what he didn't realize.
"Fuck off, dead pervert!"
Yan Qiluo slapped Su Nuan's hand away, bared his little tiger teeth and said viciously: "Grandma's head, you can also touch it?" β
"Huh?"
Su Nuan looked at Yan Qiluo, who was fierce and fierce, in disbelief, as if he had discovered a new world.
He stretched out his little finger and pinched a little fingertip, "It's a little bit like this." β
"But there's no way to compare it to me!"
Su Nuan shook the fan, her eyes were a little confused and confused: "Could it be that my god has changed his taste now?" β
Regarding Su Nuan's narcissism, Yan Qiluo on the side really couldn't stand it.
"Disgusting!"
With a hard sip, Yan Qiluo had forgotten the purpose of coming to Su Nuan at this time.
Directly cut off the communication.
"Oh, naΓ―ve!"
Seeing Yan Qiluo disappear into the virtual space, Su Nuan sneered disdainfully: "Just this patience, you and I have no qualifications to compete for favor!" β
"If it weren't for my god's handpick, you would also be worthy of ruling Hanlan?!"
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Higaki Star.
Ye Han looked at the collapsed mountain peak, and shuddered in his heart for no reason.
Three hours had passed, and Chen Xu had never contacted him again after informing him that he was going to strike with precision.
It stands to reason that you should ask politely after the bombardment, right?
Ye Han felt like he had been abandoned by his homeland.
"Conventional warheads are used, and the collapse of the summit has caused a local collapse in the interior, but there is still room inside."
Looking at the mountain that was still smoking and the people who were crawling out one after another, Ye Han breathed a sigh of relief.
There are mountains as shields, and conventional warheads do not directly hit people.
The minimum cultivation of these slaves is all third-order, and the local collapse can't kill them, at most they will be slightly injured.
"Young Master, what should we do now!"
Unlike those third- and fourth-order people with gray faces, the butler is still a clean and neat image.
Ye Han pointed to the slaves who climbed out of the mountainside and said, "You personally go to the concentration camp within the scope of the dynasty and take all the slaves above the third order to Baiyang City. β
"Then young master, your safety?" The housekeeper was a little worried.
"It's okay, I can protect myself!" Ye Han waved his hand indifferently.
After speaking, Ye Han took out a ring from his baggage and handed it to the housekeeper: "You have this ring with you, if you have something urgent, you can use your will to call 'Hanlan' and report my name in a place where no one is around." β
Each ring corresponds to an earth customer service, and when the housekeeper reports Ye Han's name, it will naturally be transferred to Ye Han's ears through other means.
"Okay."
The butler took the ring and stopped talking.
Ye Han carried the burden containing the ring behind him, turned his head and said, "Is there anything else to say?" β
"No, then young master, you pay more attention to safety outside." A hint of reluctance flashed in the butler's eyes.
In the housekeeper's impression, this is the first time that his young master has gone out alone.
"Don't worry, it's okay!"
Ye Han grinned, turned his back and waved his hand.
After stepping out of the butler's sight, a spatial jump disappeared directly in place.
Night falls.
Empty in the belly of the mountain.
The stone chamber buried by the collapse suddenly heard a 'click' sound.
It's the sound of stones tumbling down.
An emaciated figure crawled out from under the collapse in disarray.
"Phew!"
Gu Shiyi spat viciously and spit out the mud and sand in his mouth.
He glanced around with the lighting spar in the belly of the mountain, and said unwillingly: "Hunting geese all day long, but the geese pecked their eyes." β
Gu Shiyi never thought that Ye Han would be so shameless.
As soon as he got the skill of enchantment, he directly tore up the covenant.
"Still, you've got a flaw!"
Gu Shiyi took out the carefully kept contract from his arms.
This contract is a slave transfer agreement in Baiyang City, and there is a trace of Ye Han's essence blood on it.
"I'm going to see what the hell you're up to!"
Gu Shiyi gritted his teeth and raised his index finger, and a light blue light overflowed from his fingertips.
As the luster touched the contract, the words on the contract began to fade slowly.
It's like stepping back in time.
After a while, the contract was blank again, and a cloud of blue-black ink quietly hovered over the contract.
The light on Gu Shiyi's fingertips became more and more intense.
Two bright red drops of blood slowly emerged from the blue-black ink droplets.
"You can't run away now!"
At the moment when the blood droplets appeared, Gu Shiyi grinned.
On the face that had turned pale because of the excessive use of talent, a wisp of blush appeared abnormally.
"Points!"
A finger swiped at one of the drops of blood, and the drop split in two.
Gu Shiyi opened his mouth and swallowed the drop of blood into his mouth, only to his fingertips to flash a pale blue luster again.
Drops of blood return to the drops of ink.
When the ink droplets fell into the contract, the previously disappeared words slowly resurfaced.
Gu Shiyi pinched the contract to restore the original state and looked back at the stone room.
"The transmission channel is still here!"