Time passed quickly, and for three days in a row, Feng Chen rested in the hotel arranged by Song Renjie.

Tomorrow is the Doubao Conference, and the rich second generation from all over the world will gather in the Imperial Capital Nebula Building.

In the face of this high-profile and unique Doubao Conference, it is time for Feng Chen to prepare well.

But in fact, there is nothing to prepare, at most take Dr. Malatang to buy a suit, and do a big health care by the way.

After all, the dragon's teeth have already arrived, and there are six of them, this kind of rare treasure, but it is rare.

As for whether the dragon tooth can pass all the way in the Doubao Conference, then it really can only be left to fate.

It's no wonder that those local tyrants flicked the banknotes, and the rare treasures were captured, and the treasures would definitely not be bad.

At that time, it will not be a simple competition for rare treasures, and the fierce competition will be comparable to the battlefield.

On the other side, two days have passed, and there is still no news of Han Yanxi, she seems to have evaporated from the world.

After staying in the hotel for two days, Feng Chen finally couldn't sit still on the third day, so he decisively took a car to the bubble headquarters.

Under the leadership of the beautiful assistant, Feng Chen came to Han Yanxi's private office again and sat like that.

Han Yanxi's office is not as grand as that of a successful man, but like an elegant boudoir for a woman who has not left the cabinet.

Of course, Feng Chen didn't come to visit the office, and after the female assistant left, he started to act.

For a whole hour, the elegant office was rummaged through, and no documents or anything like that were left behind.

But fortunately, Feng Chen's latent ability has been trained, and there was no movement in the whole process.

The reason why he did this was that he hoped to find some favorable clues, but unfortunately he was slapped in the face by reality.

Han Yanxi was like evaporating from the world, leaving nothing behind, and she didn't explain anything to her subordinates.

After restoring the office to its original state, Feng Chen sat down and rested for a while, trying to call Han Yanxi's phone.

However, there is no use for eggs......

Okay, Feng Chen simply got out of here, and in order to learn about the Doubao Conference first, he took a taxi to the Nebula Mansion.

As a landmark building of the imperial capital, Nebula Tower is located in the very center of the imperial capital, with a height of 536 meters and 118 floors.

The whole building integrates business office, shopping, catering and entertainment, and has an elegant and chic appearance.

Feng Chen squatted at the gate of Xingyun Building, and after a while, he saw a lot of arrogant foreigners.

Those who walked up and walked swaggeringly, the jewels on their bodies swayed back and forth, and they all felt like they were about to ascend to immortality.

And under the influence of the master, those personal bodyguards are also arrogant, and the dead fish eyes will stare people to death.

This is nothing, especially those Middle Eastern tyrants, who directly use money to pave the way, and play tricks.

There are even local tyrants holding a money spray gun, and when they see a beautiful woman, they spray other people's banknotes, and ask you if you are sour.

The sweeping aunt of the Nebula Building was so happy that she dreamed of using a broom to sweep money, and today she finally got her wish.

Can this be compared?

Feng Chen couldn't stand it anymore, he felt that he had been damaged by critical hits again, and he was not the same world as the local tyrants.

Just when he was powerless to complain, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and it was Dr. Malatang calling.

"Where did the little B cub die? Don't come back soon, the research has made a new discovery, I will surprise you!"

"Something new?" Feng Chen's eyes became hot, hung up his phone, and immediately went to the subway station.

Although he is now a first-line male anchor, he is inconspicuous in a black trench coat and blends into the crowd.

Feng Chen enjoys this feeling of independence, and as a public figure, he is really tired sometimes.

Just when Feng Chen was glad about this, the voice of the Demon Eye suddenly came:

"Master, from the Nebula Mansion to the current subway, I found that there are four people who are paying attention to you from time to time. ”

But after scanning, it was found that the four people did not show their faces, so it was impossible to confirm who they were. ”

"That's interesting. Feng Chen sighed lightly.

On the way to the Imperial Capital, Cecil said, "Imperial Glory will wipe you out with all its might this time." ”

Could it be that the people of the glory of the empire have already been dispatched so quickly? What other masters have been sent this time?

But thinking about it, Feng Chen still feels very fortunate that this is the capital of Huaxia and has the first safety index.

Even if the glory of the empire comes, even if thousands of troops and horses come, they don't dare to come to the imperial capital of Huaxia to be presumptuous, otherwise they are looking for a draw.

Regardless of the identities of those four people, Feng Chen couldn't help but put this matter behind him and concentrate on the Doubao Conference.

took the subway to the hotel, and as soon as he pushed open the door of the guest room, he saw Dr. Malatang sitting on the sofa shaking his legs.

On the coffee table in the guest room, there are six dragon teeth, which are exactly the object of Dr. Malatang's research in the past few days.

Sitting on the sofa, looking at the appearance of the old god of Dr. Malatang, Feng Chen couldn't help but say:

"Old fellow, tell me about your research results, whether the skeleton of the locked dragon well is a dragon?"

Hearing this, Dr. Malatang snorted and said with a strange face:

"Before I answer your question, let me ask you a question, also, can you respect the elderly?"

"I never treated you as an old man, I just think you should be old and strong. "The wind flickered in the morning, and then flickered.

In fact, he wanted to replace the phrase "old should be strong" with the words "relying on the old and selling the old", disrespecting the old, and having a lustful heart.

Dr. Malatang was indeed fooled, he laughed for a while, his face was a little ruddy, and said:

"Actually, I want to ask, when you got the Dead Soul Box, did you hear about the origin of the Dead Soul Box?"

"Where is the Dead Soul Box?" Feng Chen was stunned, and thoughts flowed through his mind.

When the crisis of the Dead Soul Box was resolved in the Pacific Ocean, Cecil did talk about the origin of the Dead Soul Box.

It is said that the Dead Soul Box was created by a mysterious race a long, long time ago.

When the war breaks out, the mysterious race uses the Dead Soul Box to win the war and build an empire.

The name of that empire is called - Ancient Divine Slave!

"Hmm...... Ancient Divine Slave!" Feng Chen said.

"Yes, it's the Ancient Divine Slave. Dr. Malatang answered, picked up a dragon tooth and observed.

Immediately, his fingers tapped on the dragon's teeth, and his eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened to the metallic sound:

"Do you see the carvings on the dragon's teeth? This is the handwriting of the Ancient Divine Slave, it's really rare!"

"Carved Pattern?Ancient Divine Slave?" Feng Chen was taken aback, and his expression couldn't help but tense.

If this is really the handiwork of the Ancient Divine Slave, the creature that locks the Dragon Well is imprisoned by the Ancient Divine Slave.

Can imprison such a behemoth at the bottom of the well forever until death, how powerful is the ancient god slave?