Set up a funeral service team in a foreign land

Bo Yan remained silent and ignored Zhong Heng's objections.

He has always been an incompetent brother. For thousands of years, he has only been hiding in his younger brother's body, letting his younger brother bear the fate that originally belonged to him.

When he was idle, he would occasionally wonder what he was now, a human or an alien? Dead or alive?

This self-doubt grew stronger with the passage of time, and he fell into deep confusion and inextricable disgust.

At that time, he was so grateful from the bottom of his heart that he could still keep his soul and be with Zhongheng, without having to let his younger brother walk alone in the world.

But now he really began to hate the woman who saved him.

People...Bo Yan sighed silently.

"Be good, let your brother move around for a while." Bo Yan said to Zhong Heng gently.

"No, brother! He's a lunatic! Don't believe what Mu Qianji says!"

Zhong Heng wanted to take back control of his body, but the soul that he had always thought was weak easily imprisoned his consciousness at this moment, making it impossible for him to resist.

Bo Yan looked up at the unfocused Mu Qianji and said, "The first condition is that Zhong Heng must survive unharmed, no matter what. After we separate, he must be returned to the Damocles or the Liberty."

Mu Qianji nodded: "Okay."

"The second condition is that you cannot return to the human world."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qianji sighed and looked unhappy.

"Let me be honest, I may have run away, but I haven't done anything in the human world, right?" Whoever wants to stay in that broken Penglai with no future can stay, he doesn't want to stay there to get moldy.

"Okay, okay, theoretical research is not impossible anyway..." He looked at the calm Boyan and nodded in agreement.

He also didn't want to go back and seek death, because Meng Fuyi, the envoy of Yinglong Guard, was not someone to be trifled with.

Bo Yan nodded calmly: "I don't think a peak-level ninth-level alchemist would lie to deceive a remnant soul."

Mu Qianji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and really wanted to rub the little kitten in front of him: "You are flattering me, but don't worry, your value to me is not worth my efforts to deceive you."

"..."

Bo Yan paused. It seemed that in Mu Qianji's eyes, they were just interesting but not very important research materials.

What an arrogant person.

"The last condition is that you don't try to take advantage of my friends anymore."

Mu Qianji touched his chin and his smile faded slightly.

"This isn't going to be easy..." He twirled the carving knife in thought, then shook his head after a long pause. "This won't do."

Bo Yan's heart sank: "Why?"

Mu Qianji raised the corners of his lips, not smiling: "Do you think your friends are all innocent passers-by who were involved?"

"Kitten, the astrologers' games are always silent. Without you knowing, they have already been drawn into the vortex of fate. This is not something I can decide."

Bo Yan fell into deep thought. Zhong Heng, who had been suppressing his anger, suddenly became silent after hearing this, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head.

Presumably, he knows better than Boyan the peculiarities of those guys around him.

"Instead of trying to keep them out of it, you might as well think about your survival rate." Mu Qianji shook his head and rejected it.

Bo Yan knew that this condition was not acceptable. Since he was under someone else's roof, he had no more bargaining chips and could only go along with Mu Qianji's words.

He turned his gaze slightly away and saw the god not far away who was as quiet and beautiful as a porcelain doll.

"Then change it to: no matter what the outcome, once everything is over, you can no longer imprison my soul. Even if you fail, you must let me die naturally."

He didn't want to be the next Aphrodite.

Mu Qianji agreed: "No problem, that's easy to say."

Bo Yan retracted his gaze, then lightly jumped onto the alchemy platform. He said calmly, "Okay, how do you want me to cooperate next?"

Mu Qianji held the carving knife in his hand. The slender blade was thin and sharp. A cold aura spread from the handle to the tip of the knife, and then it lightly rested on the forehead of Xixi.

"Then... give me your memories first."

He wanted to see through this processed soul to get a glimpse of the mysterious chess player who was said to be able to play against Gullveig and was an extraordinary player in astrology and alchemy.

The sharp blade seemed to fall on his soul. Bo Yan felt an inexplicable pain, and the cold light of the blade shone into his eyes.

He seemed to have returned to a thousand years ago, to the turning point of his fate.

"it is good."

-

"Long time no see, little one."

Xi Sui'an was blocked just a few steps after running out of the teleportation array.

She looked at Yan Wujiu, who was leading a team of subordinates on what appeared to be an inspection, and hesitantly used a more intimate address, "...Professor Yan, why are you blocking me?"

Yan Wujiu pointed at her with his finger, his face full of indescribable vicissitudes. "You, Yi Luowen asked me to see you and told you not to go back to the academy. I have been squatting here for several days."

"I've already informed him."

Xi Sui'an pondered, looked at the conspicuous big tree in the academy, and thought to himself that something seemed to have happened in the academy.

Her expression became serious: "What happened?"

Yan Wujiu wiped his face and said unhappily, "Duke Mel of the Blood Clan and Tyyamos of the Dragon Clan visited the academy together. The reason was that they were invited to attend the academy's Spring Banquet."

"Stop talking nonsense! Are they really that free to join in this elementary school hide-and-seek game?! I think the money they pooled together is probably up to no good."

Xi Sui'an was stunned and skipped the more important preface. The Spring Outing Banquet... her friends were not there, and she didn't seem to have time to attend.

I've heard Chao Xi say before that this is a treasure game. Everyone will prepare a gift and hide it in a corner of the City of No Return or the Academy. Whoever finds the gift will receive a blessing that may be strange or familiar. The one who gets the most gifts can also get a prize from the Damocles Academy.

It's very interesting. In order to resist the cheating of the fortune tellers and the violent output of the warmongers in the combat department, those who hide the gifts use all their means to try not to be the first to be found.

This is a great opportunity to pick up some bargains, and it’s also a fun experience to seek out knowledge and practice what you’ve learned.

She had heard Chao Xi mutter this several times.

Before she could think more, she saw Ilowen rushing over.

Yi Luowen locked his emerald eyes on Xi Sui'an, and without saying anything, he said directly: "It's not a good time for you to stay in the academy now, come with me."

There was a pile of explosives there, and he thought Xi Sui'an should not use it as a fuse to detonate it.

Xi Sui'an was stunned for a moment, frowning slightly: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the Elf Tribe. Ye Qiusheng found traces of Zhao Tianya near the Elf Forest. At this time, the old man suddenly sent a message to ask me to go back. I think something big is going to happen there."

Ilowen patted Xi Sui'an on the head and said seriously, "Come with me. The Elf Forest cannot be in chaos at this time."

Xi Sui'an glanced in the direction of the academy and nodded: "Okay, teacher."

The college has the dean, director and professors here, so there shouldn't be any problems. She can go and see what Zhao Tianya wants to do first.

Yan Wujiu watched the teacher and student's backs hurriedly disappear in the teleportation array, and couldn't help but turn his head back to look at the prosperity of the city. Seeing the smiling faces of those foreigners who were still unaware of everything, he couldn't hide his sigh.

"What's wrong, Chief?"

"It's okay, I just think it's nice to be a city defender."

He waved his hand and said, "Everyone should be alert these days. If anyone dares to take advantage of this busy time to secretly reach out to the City of No Return or Damocles, I will chop off their claws."

"Yes." The members of the Order Department around him responded in a solemn voice.