Set up a funeral service team in a foreign land

When Xi Sui'an arrived at the Order Bureau's underground fighting arena, a young man dressed in shiny metal pieces and dressed in an unusually punk style was already chatting peacefully with Yan Wujiu.

"Hey, classmate Xi Sui'an, long time no see. How have you been... uh," Jing Ci turned around and rushed down to the fighting arena to greet Xi Sui'an. Seeing that she looked in good spirits but had slightly dark circles under her eyes, he was stuck for a moment and swallowed the word "how are you?"

I don't feel very good.

Xi Sui'an glanced at Yan Wujiu who was standing with his hands behind his back, and rubbed his face: "Very good, very good."

Jing Ci circled around her, his brows moved slightly: "The origin is solid, the third level is imminent, not bad."

She was calm when she heard that, and said calmly: "You came much slower than I expected."

Jing Ci shrugged indifferently: "He is not worth me sacrificing my wonderful vacation." He has worked diligently and conscientiously for so long, his vacation is much more precious than that traitor.

"..."

Xi Sui'an was silent.

Once upon a time, she was also an excellent salted fish.

Now, she has become a salted fish cooked in a pot.

"Okay, I still have to catch up with my old friend. We'll talk later." Jing Ci said with a smile, his smile always relaxed and free.

Yan Wujiu, who was leaning against the pillar, snapped his fingers, and the crisp sound echoed in the underground fighting arena.

He looked deeply at Jing Ci who was slowly walking towards the center. The other person's back was unusually calm.

"A new group of talented people have emerged among the human race..." He murmured almost silently.

Jing Ci crossed his arms and looked at the skinny young man in the light ball. He greeted him with a slightly cold smile on his face, "Senior Brother Zhou Jue, long time no see."

Zhou Jue, whose face was as pale as a ghost, saw Jing Ci standing not far in front of him, and his pupils shrank slightly: "...Jing Ci."

Jing Ci smiled faintly and asked, "How does it feel to follow Senior Brother Mu Qianji to explore foreign lands?"

Zhou Jue was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "I violated the alchemist's code, Jingci, I'm glad you came to see me."

Jing Ci raised his eyebrows and said in a calm voice: "I don't want to hear your confession before you die." He didn't need to play the emotional card.

"I want to know where Mu Qianji is now?"

Zhou Jue was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Jing Ci, don't get involved in that muddy water. If you get involved, you will be wiped out!"

Jing Ci said in a light voice: "Whoever wants to do it himself, of course we have to find someone to do it." He has to guard his own nest, so of course he has to find someone to take care of the business.

Xi Sui'an: "..." If Jing Ci and Li Qing met, they would definitely have a lot in common.

Zhou Jue pressed his temple and sighed, "The last time I saw him, he left with a masked girl. I don't know her race or origin. I only heard a few words about cooperation. I guess she was the one he contacted from the Eternal Oath."

Xi Sui'an was slightly stunned. She had never heard Zhou Jue say these things before. It turned out that he had hidden some of them and was planning to tell them to his acquaintances as a gift.

She sneered and shook her head, then fell into deep thought. A girl wearing a mask?

Memories were churning in Xi Sui'an's mind, and for a moment he caught sight of a figure whose presence was not very strong.

The masked girl who replaced the magician Talos during the sea cruise auction.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Doesn't that girl look a little shy?"

Zhou Jue was startled when he heard Xi Sui'an's question, and nodded after a moment: "Yes."

"The man was wearing a black robe and a mask, and his personality seemed a bit soft."

Xi Sui'an frowned slightly: "I have seen her. If I am not mistaken, she is from the Rosicrucian Society."

Jing Ci pondered, what on earth was Mu Qianji doing? Was he deconstructing the dreams of the gods?

I'm sorry that he doesn't understand the genius's thoughts, but he still has to find someone to ask later.

Jing Ci frowned and put away his thoughts. He smiled at Zhou Jue and said calmly, "I came here to do three things."

"The first thing is to send you off on your way to Penglai Pavilion."

Zhou Jue paused: "Okay."

Jing Ci raised his hand and brushed across his eyes. His double-pupiled eyes met Zhou Jue's gaze, and he said with a smile, "Brother Zhou Jue, it's time to go to bed."

The black and white strange pupils slowly overlapped and rotated, as if covered by a layer of misty fog, which vaguely formed an illusory and hazy vortex.

Zhou Jue's pupils lost focus in an instant, gradually became blurred, scattered, and finally completely dispersed, and he fell into an eternal dream.

Xi Sui'an noticed that Zhou Jue had stopped breathing, and he died silently.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and her gaze turned to Jing Ci, whose eyes had returned to calm. His Eye of Illusion was so advanced? !

Jing Ci took out his ring without changing his expression, took out a coffin, put the dead Zhou Jue in it, and then put it away.

After he finished it slowly, he turned to Yan Wujiu and thanked him: "Thank you very much for this time, Chief Yan."

Yan Wujiu took a look at Jing Ci and said, "He was born in Penglai Pavilion, and his style is somewhat similar to that Kunlun Sword Immortal Meng Fuyi."

"Thank you very much." Jing Ci touched his nose. What the leader does is what the followers should follow.

Jing Ci smiled at Xi Sui'an and said, "The first thing has been done. The second thing is that I came to ask you for a favor."

Xi Sui'an tilted her head. What could Jing Ci want from her?

Yan Wujiu glanced at Xi Sui'an, turned his head, leaned against the pillar and closed his eyes.

"What help?" She asked in a puzzled tone.

Jing Ci pulled off an inconspicuous metal button on his collar, and then handed it to Xi Sui'an: "There is a material in it. Envoy Li asked me to give it to you. He wants you to try to trade the rumored Sword of Promised Victory at the Alchemical Materials Fair."

"?" Xi Sui'an looked surprised, "You got the news quite quickly." She had just heard about it not long ago.

Jing Ci was noncommittal: "This sword is quite useful. Let's strike first and let those guys from the Holy Tribunal hehe..."

He gave a subtle smile.

"You are an alchemist, which is more suitable than my position. I'll leave it to you!"

He said in a serious tone.

Xi Sui'an took the metal button, used his mental power to sense the contents inside, and then raised his head with an expression that was difficult to describe: "He took the dragon clan's things and fleeced the dragon clan. I didn't expect that Li Shishi was quite... good at housekeeping."

Jing Ci nodded seriously: "I think so too."

"Okay, the second thing is done, I'm going to do the third thing." He patted Xi Sui'an's shoulder, then smiled and nodded at Yan Wujiu who opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Si Yan, we'll see you later."

"See you."

Xi Sui'an blinked. See you soon?

Did their friendship come so quickly and easily?

She looked at Jing Ci's hurried back as he came and went, and then looked at Yan Wujiu who watched Jing Ci leave, with an inexplicable expression.

Yan Wujiu withdrew his gaze, pondered for a few seconds, then turned to look at Xi Sui'an, flexed his wrists, and a dangerous curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, let's start the activity. Today's study... let's take you to do something fun."

Xi Sui'an felt a chill on his back.

She watched Yan Wujiu take a step forward.

A second Yan Wujiu appeared in the fighting arena and smiled at her.

Two steps.

A third Yan Wujiu appeared in the fighting arena with an unchanged expression.

Their faces and heights are exactly the same, even the curve of the smile at their mouths is exactly the same.

"..."

the fifth step.

Xi Sui'an closed his eyes tightly and took a big step back.

These five Yan Wujiu, the Yan Wujiu that cannot be distinguished by soul perception!

What kind of clone technique is this? !

She doesn’t have Li Qing’s real eyes!

When she opened her eyes again, her face was expressionless. One person was beaten, six were beaten, and the five clones were no different.

The six Yan Wujiu laughed at the same time: "Come on, let's learn how to move today~"

Xi Sui'an held the goose-feather knife in his hand and felt his scalp slightly numb.