Chapter Fifty-Eight: Stealing the Beams
"Ahem, cough, you've been talking for so long, why do I feel like things haven't progressed at all!"
Yun Yan is right, although I have seen Tengtian, even though I have reached the eighteenth floor, it is not of great use, the only thing I have mastered is that there is a dragon palace there, there is a dragon king there, and there is a strange formation there.
Lin'er's brows twisted into a big pimple, and the wine glass in her hand couldn't be delivered to her mouth for a long time, and she seemed to be trembling a little.
"I was annoyed in my heart, but to tell you this, I'm even more annoyed now, annoyed that I am restless, and annoyed that I don't want it!"
From the fact that she threw the wine glass and pinched a wormwood glutinous rice ball in her hand, I could really tell that she was so annoyed now.
"Yun Yan, don't you have any news for us?"
Zhang Linfan's words seemed to be held back for a long time, and finally, he took a sip of the wine in the cup, let out a long sigh of relief, looked at Yun Yan, and asked faintly.
"Huh?" was stuffing a piece of red bean cake into his mouth, Yun Yan was almost choked to death by himself, while slapping his chest hard, while pouring wine into his mouth, "You, you just said so hotly, I, didn't I interject!"
He finally got down the food, and his little white face was red.
As soon as Lin'er heard that there was still news, she hurriedly put on a smiling face and filled Yun Yan with wine, with a very flattering attitude.
"Hehe, good cloud man, hurry up, what news have you found again?"
This time it was finally his turn to be the protagonist, Yun Yan's expression looked quite arrogant, slapping the white glutinous rice flour stuck to his hands.
"Today, Qi Ling stopped me on the seventeenth floor and said that the company was transferred, and the lawyer has already done it, our boss Tengtian is the old dragon king in the mouth of the boss of the day, he transferred all the property and property under his name to Qi Ling's name, that is to say, starting from Ming'er, after the contract takes effect, this Tengtian Entertainment will change its surname to Qi!"
"What?" I stopped as I was drinking, and my eyes turned to the cloud, "What's going on?"
Seriously, this news store shocked me very much, I was still chatting with the old dragon king Tengtian before, how could it only be a few hours of work, Tengtian Entertainment Media Company is different.
It may be that the wine was drunk in a hurry, Yun Yan's face has not retreated since he was red just now, and then he stood up and replied while walking around the store: "I'm just a small manager, where do I know the specific situation, anyway, the company also wrote down, saying that the company has been handed over to Qi Ling, and Qi Ling has taken care of Tengtian as a daughter since then, and sent him to the end of his old age!"
I don't understand more and more, this kind of thing is extremely unreasonable, what kind of character is Qi Ling? can worship a dragon king as a godfather, and also won all his properties in the world in one fell swoop!
Thinking of this, my mind was full of questions, and after glancing at the three of them, it was not difficult to guess that this was also a question mark in my head.
It's not good to think about some things too much, and after eating something in the store casually, Yun Yan and Zhang Linfan left first, saying that they would discuss it when they met tomorrow.
It's just that no one thought that some things are really changing rapidly, and they won't stop even for a second.
It was late at night, but I didn't feel sleepy at all, I casually pulled a few A4 paper folds and tore a few white butterflies in the palm of my hand, and after looking left and right, a mouthful of spiritual power blew up, and they seemed to have life, flashing with a little pink and blue with gold light, dancing in this dark night.
In a trance, I saw Su Yang's face again, the face that could smile even though he was a man.
A pair of small but slender eyes, as if hidden in ten thousand rays of light, are so shining; a pair of slender and small ears, shrugged and moving, revealing the beauty of being able to hear all the things in the world; a thin lip like Zhu Dan, the light sound emitted between the flutters is small but clear into the heart.
It's just such a man with outstanding spiritual power, but he didn't give birth to a burly body, but his body is slender and thin, which makes people sigh that this weak and white man is actually the youngest and most outstanding disciple of Fanyang Immortal Mountain, and he is also the only immortal monarch in this world who is a mortal but ranks in the immortal class.
His figure seemed to appear in the faint mass of pink and blue ribbon gold—
"Suyang!"
Tears blurred my eyes in an instant, and in the blur, one of his hands reached out gently, as if it had landed on top of my head but I couldn't feel it at all.
"Suyang!"
Standing up violently, I wanted to be embraced by him again, but I didn't want to pounce forward, and then the figure dispersed in an instant, and the paper butterflies fell from the air one after another, and the originally bright room instantly fell back into darkness.
The strength of the whole body seemed to be withdrawn in an instant, and it was enough to be frighteningly quiet around him, but now with the darkness, an inexplicable fear surged into his heart.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by one earth-shattering thunderbolt after another.
"Ahh
Tightly covering my ears and sitting on the ground, my heart almost jumped out of my chest, that year, that heavenly court, that god-killing well, a long and elegant figure disappeared.
The thunder kept rolling across the sky, as if rolling through every inch of my body, like the heart-rending thunder catastrophe back then. The tense nerves are about to break, and if I slash another lightning bolt at this time, I am afraid it will be the last straw that crushes me.
The chaotic mind suddenly cleared up, and the picture of the memory in the mind became more and more blurred, and finally disappeared into a black picture of spiritual power wrapped with golden light foam.
The body gradually relaxed, and the whole person fell backwards into a pair of gentle arms.
"I'm here, don't be afraid!"
Changjing Immortal Monarch's voice was as gentle as water, rippling slightly in this darkness, as if it had instantly isolated those pitiful noises from the door.
Just these shallow words, and this wordless hug, but gave me an incomparably huge sense of security, turned around and buried my face in his arms and inhaled vigorously, the unique woody fragrance of his body can always calm my restless heart.
"Blame me for being in retreat for too long, I shouldn't have left you alone!"
Da Heng picked me up and put me on the bed, and sat down to hold me back in his arms, Chang Jing Xianjun's voice was full of guilt.
"It's okay!" Although my person was still nestled in his arms, his voice was faint, and the sudden surprise was forcibly suppressed in his heart, "It's just that tonight, it's like a thunderstorm!"
Wrapping his arms around me again, his lips rubbing my hair slightly.
"Sleep, I've got it!"
And this sentence seemed to have cast some kind of spell, and before it fell into my ears, it went straight to my heart, and it made me sleepy, and soon I fell asleep.
As soon as I fell asleep, I walked into a dark and long tunnel, and soon there was a bright light along the way, looking for it and stepping up my pace to break out, the scene was so familiar, this is not the fairy Fanyang Immortal Mountain, where can it be?
The head was instantly sober, this was just another yellow beam, but he didn't want to look down, and found that he was no longer dressed in the modern simple cotton pajamas, but instead was wearing a real fairy plain dress with a white satin background and dark purple flowing cloud pattern, and when he raised his hand, the long hair that was scattered turned into a high ponytail at some point, bound by a dark purple belt with a ghostly light, with a jasper and emerald flute hanging from his waist, and stepping on soft bottom Liuyun women's boots.
This appearance is so familiar, as if it was exactly what I was dressed when I was cultivating immortals in Fanyin Immortal Mountain. Although the appearance is the same as before, it may not be as innocent and uninhibited as it was back then, but it is all sophisticated and cold!
"If you want to continue to be in a daze, I'm afraid that after dark, the fairy beasts in the mountains will come out and give these few taels of flesh and skin in vain!"
A deep and slightly clear voice sounded behind him, saying majestic without losing some pretense, which made me feel familiar, but I couldn't believe it.
"Su, Suyang?"
Turning around timidly, I thought I must have behaved like I had swallowed something unclean.
"You are becoming more and more presumptuous, Ping Suli is just playful, why don't you even call Senior Brother today, but you call my name directly!"
This person is Su Yang back then, although the expression on his face is not smiling, but it is like a spring breeze that makes people feel some warmth from the bottom of their hearts.
"Great, big brother!"
Although I still had doubts in my heart, I still quickly bent down and bowed down to make a salute to Fanyang Immortal Mountain.
"Hey, my senior brother is really so imposing, he actually came to bully this little junior sister again!"
Another voice came into my ears, this time I didn't have to think about it, just listening to this slightly and scoundrel tone, I could know that the person who came must be the Changjing Immortal Monarch who had to chase me to worship the Fanyang Sect back then.
"Brother Chang Jing, you're here again!"
Reluctantly got up and turned around and rolled his eyes at him, my heart was flooded with a hint of sweetness and then a thick sourness. The sweet thing is that this time in front of me may be the happiest day of my life, if time can stay, I would like to stay in this period forever; the sour thing is that although all this is beautiful, I am extremely awake, no matter how beautiful it is, it is just a beautiful dream, it is a dream, I will always wake up, and when I wake up, everything will return to reality, and those who are not there are still not there, and those who are still living with memories and pain.
......
The "boom" thunder smashed everything in front of him, and his eyes didn't open but he knew that the hands holding him tightened, and the unique woody fragrance of Changjing Immortal Jun floated slightly.
I took a little spiritual power and injected a little "sleep spell" into my brain, although the dream was beautiful at the beginning, but I was timid, I really didn't want to experience the pain of tearing my heart and bones, with this spell to fall asleep again, it should be a dreamless dream.