The clean gravel street, spotless, Jeffel walked on it, his extremely shiny black leather boots, reflecting the white clouds in the sky, and stepping on a crisp sound, behind him, two bewitching female assistants, holding documents, obediently followed behind him.

At this moment, Jeffel is like a big man, from time to time acquaintances on the street wave at him, and some vendors bow to him, and he just nods with a very reserved smile.

All this, just because he has a position here, it doesn't sound very prominent, assistant to the executive, but if the executive's name is Feng Qinglang, and when he is also called a rebel, then Jefer will undoubtedly exude an endless legendary aura all over his body, that is the person around the rebel, the traitor's cronies, isn't it enough to be golden? Of course, some people will scold him behind his back that he is the lackey of the ruler of Xingqing Mishima, and even say that he is actually the male pet of the rebel, for this, Jefer has naturally heard of it, but he doesn't care at all, and even faintly proud, that is the root of his glory, that is where his current power lies, that is the fundamental reason why he is now respected wherever he goes, do you think it is so easy to be a rebel's dog, how difficult it is for me to come over......

A year ago, Jeffel would never have imagined that he would be able to obtain such a fame and fortune, in addition to countless beauties who threw himself into his arms, as well as the family boss who used to be high, what imperial envoys, and now in order to meet the rebels, now they all have to bow their heads in front of themselves and humbly say hello, it feels like walking in the desert for many days, and when you are about to die of thirst, you drink a cup of sour plum soup soaked in ice.

The younger brother of his former adventure group, or the brother who had mixed with him in the past, now as long as he comes to himself, he can get a job, in the rapid development of the star and clear power, there is always a lack of available people, but when he stops people, he always carefully audits, and repeatedly determines whether this person is suitable to stay in that position, so as not to find any leaks, he knows that although he has management experience, compared to the batch of management talents recruited later, his personal ability is really a little inferior, but he knows that he still stays in the position of the chief assistant of the rebel, and the most important point is loyalty, and once shared hardships with rebels, that is a friend of life and death, no matter what the rebel thinks, anyway, he thinks so!

At the end of the gravel street, there is a rose fountain surrounded by a white stone fence, and to the right, it is the Xingqing Cultural Center, which obviously has no cultural heritage, and the Xingqing Three Islands have made this cultural center impressive, and it has also become a famous commercial center, which really makes people have to cooperate with Feng Qinglang's circle of money, of course, the three masters of the Xingqing Three Islands are too legendary, no matter which one is taken out alone, it can open a cultural exhibition independently, the foundation of the South Star Soul is slightly worse, but the rise and fall of the Nan family for thousands of years is enough to support it。

Every time he saw it, Jefer secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, a year ago, he still remembered that on that peak, Feng Qinglang pointed to that place, saying that it would be a cultural center in the future, and he still sneered in his heart, but now that he thinks about it, he really looks like the group of monkeys at the bottom of the mountain at that time.

The boulevard leads up the hill, where an artificial creek separates it from the commercial area of the gravel section, and a carved stone arch bridge crosses the river to border the avenue, at the end of which is where Feng Qinglang's office and residence are located.

Jeffel habitually observed the surroundings, hey, isn't the man in black in front of the alley in the middle of those magic pattern props the fifth man with a knife, Lao Tzu had a holiday with you back then, but like Lao Tzu's reputation and status today, will he care about the small things of the year with you, you don't have to lower your head and pretend not to see me......

And the small vendor of apple lamps under the big banyan tree, as well as the old man in a daze in the lawn outside the weapon shop, and the ordinary woman pretending to be out of love next to the pearl waterfall lamp next to the small bridge...... Those should be spies, or assassins, hey, people like you, are there few, but unfortunately, the adults said it doesn't matter, just remember to pay the money when you come in, assassinate or something, put it aside, it may not be the assassination of me, maybe it's Your Excellency Emperor Tian, are you right?

Taking this opportunity, his beautiful female assistant hurriedly stepped forward and took out a snow-white cotton handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Jeffel looked around before stepping across the stone bridge and striding down the boulevard, where the sun seeped through the leaves and leaves, bringing a cool heat, but Jeffel preferred to walk this part of the road at night, with the railing lights at night, the apple lamps on the trees, and the corner lights on both sides of the road...... It is colorful, as if walking on a fairy tale road, like a scene that once appeared in a sweet dream in childhood.

However, this is not the handiwork of a rebel, and Jefer remembers that Lord Sunny complained helplessly, in the early days of the business, Lord Star Soul spent a lot of money to get such a road, and it was only at night that the color was revealed, which was really a waste of money and money.

But Jeffel knows that the road is not simple, at least there are more than ten kinds of large magic arrays, hundreds of kinds of hidden ancient magic weapons that he can't figure out, and there are many invisible teleportation arrays, in this year, many assassins have walked on this fairytale boulevard, so they have embarked on the road of no return, Jeffel remembers that he has buried a lot with his own hands, of course, and then the manpower gradually became sufficient, such a thing is no longer needed for him to do, but he knows that the way of assassins, assassin spies who dare to take this road, there are fewer and fewer。

Coming to the bend of the boulevard, next to a yellow boulder sculpture on the side of the road, Jeffel and his two female assistants stopped, Jeffel activated his command, and the three of them teleported to the top of the mountain, directly avoiding the pain of mountaineering, this is a small part of the coordinate teleportation permission that Feng Qinglang opened to Jeffel, but it is enough to make Jeffel grateful.

He still remembered that half a year ago, Feng Qinglang called him to the office, and told him with a smile that in fact, the Dusk Drum and Morning Bell Scatter did not exist, it was just a joke with you, and now that your service for me has expired, you are free! Jeffel remembered that he was so frightened that he immediately knelt down on one knee and assured Lord Qing Lang that he had gone from his unforgettable hatred for Su Huolong in the past to his unforgettable worship of Lord Qing Lang today, and he only hoped that my lord would not drive me away, and let me continue to serve you......

I remember that the rebel was smiling, or smiling, but anyway, he stayed.

Jeffel didn't feel ashamed, but felt that this was the most successful choice in his life's journey, and he couldn't tell how much of the oath of allegiance was true and how much it was false, but he asked himself, he was indeed willing to continue to follow the rebels, in addition to glory, there was also a shelter called security.

On the top of the mountain, the chirping of seagulls passed by the sea breeze, and there was a green space of more than 100 acres in front of him, interspersed with a large number of gardens and courtyards, and a few deer were gnawing on the grass not far from Jefir's side, and they didn't bother to look at Jefer.

Jeffel tidied up his appearance, and walked along the path, on the edge of the cliff, it was a three-storey gorgeous building, where you could overlook the sea, see the huge and incomparable dark red whirlpool, change the direction, and you can overlook the whole of the three islands of Xingqing, Jeffel always felt that it had an alternative momentum and style, like amber standing on the edge of the cliff, shining with noble brilliance.

He was glad to see that there was no Emperor Heaven on the edge of the cliff, that Lord would occasionally appear there, and Jeffel didn't like to feel the breath of the Eastern Emperor Heaven, which seemed to be a cross vortex of cold and warmth, which could tear people to pieces at any time.

However, I have to be grateful for his existence, because the Vortex Alliance had organized an extremely fierce counterattack more than half a year ago, and they invited a hermit from the Stigmata Coast, who was a god-level powerhouse, and that god-level powerhouse had a secret battle with the Eastern Emperor Heaven, and the results of the battle were not announced, but the hermit was announced after the battle that their family would be the most loyal allies of the Xingqing Three Islands in the future, and a ****** force like the Vortex Alliance must be completely eliminated on the ocean.

So, from that time on, there was only one super force left in the Stigmata Sea, and she was called Xingqing Mishima.

The door was open, and there were no butlers, no servants, and Jeffel went straight in, and came to the end of the hall, where the open door of the study, beside the mountain of papers, the world-famous rebel was leaning on his office chair and falling asleep, and snoring softly.

Jeffil was obviously used to this, and glanced behind him, and one of the assistants immediately took out the folded trolley from his backpack and lightly put the signed documents away, and the other assistant also put the documents that needed to be approved this morning in the empty position.

This kind of action, they had obviously practiced thousands of times beforehand, very quickly, and did not make the slightest sound, but Feng Qinglang still woke up quickly, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, nodded at Jefer and them: "Well, you are here!"

He stretched his waist, brushed and completely opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains behind him, the sunlight suddenly poured in from behind the heavy curtains, the blue sky was so blue that it was clear to almost transparent, a few lazy white clouds were wandering in the sky, Feng Qinglang looked at it for a while, turned back and smiled: "What a beautiful morning!"

With that smile like sunshine, even Jeffel felt his soul tremble, not to mention the two female assistants behind him, this guy is not an ordinary handsome guy, but a rebel, and he is the master of Xingqing Mishima.

Facing the beautiful eyes with colorful ripples, Feng Qinglang patted his forehead unbearably and said, "Jeffel, have you changed assistants again?"

Jeffel hurriedly said: "Well, it's actually been a few days since I changed, that, my lord, this time it really wasn't me who changed it on purpose, but the previous assistant ability was indeed recognized, and he was transferred by Lord Andrews to the southwest side of the dark red vortex to participate in the new development of the big island called Qilin Fortress." ”

Feng Qinglang yawned, poured out a cup of hot coffee in the holding furnace that belonged to the Ancient Demon Dao class, and asked after a sip, "Is there anything important today?"

Jeffel hurriedly pulled out his memo, although he had read the contents more than ten times, but in order to avoid omissions, he recounted the memo every time.