Demon Lord 3

"Also, we have to apply to contact Big Brother now, which is extremely troublesome. Big Brother is probably afraid that someone will usurp the throne! After all, every Big Brother is afraid of this. This kind of situation often happens here, especially when it comes to adopting sons. Many bosses have failed here before. My Big Brother didn't want to repeat the same mistakes, so he simply took precautions. I was his closest little brother at the time, but Big Brother later became more suspicious and put those of us who had access to his information and power in the farthest position. But he also loves us. Although this place is far away, the business is very good. He ensures that all of us have business to do, and he has arranged a lot of capable newcomers for us to guide us. Don't be afraid of you laughing at me, Big Brother and I haven't seen each other for more than a year, and I don't know what's going on over there now?"

After hearing this, we all looked at each other in bewilderment. Where had I heard the name Qin Xie before? Or perhaps I remembered him, but now I couldn't place it. I was filled with curiosity about him. What kind of role did he play? Was he a heinous criminal, or an ordinary person with his own struggles? Regardless, we had to investigate thoroughly. As long as he wasn't a cultivator, we could definitely defeat him. But if he wasn't a cultivator, how could he have been pinned to the ground? Could he have some kind of divine power? A series of questions swirled in my mind, lingering. I wanted answers immediately, the results, but how could they come so quickly? Now all we have to do is wait slowly. The waiting time is unbearable. Only by calming down slowly and feeling the world with our peaceful heart, I gradually felt sleepy during this period of time. I have been tired for so long. I just kept concentrating on watching without moving. The Qi in our bodies has been running like a normal person's Qi channels. Fatigue is also very normal. Ma Si also arranged for us to go back to the room to rest. I lay on the bed, and I fell asleep slowly when I felt sleepy.

In my dream, I arrived at the school I'd always dreamed of attending. How could I be here? I'm a college student now. Although I've practiced cultivation for a long time, I used to be a very greedy girl. Returning to the ordinary world, I just wanted to eat something delicious, but what can I eat on campus now? Looking around, I saw the cafeteria. The dazzling array of dishes made my mouth water. I wanted to try everything there! I looked at my hand and didn't have a meal card. Reluctantly, I walked forward and watched as the food was taken away. My heart sank. I thought: If only I had a meal card, but I'm a student now. Where did my meal card go? A short while later, my phone rang. There was no note, so it was an unfamiliar number. When I answered, the caller called out my name accurately. The voice was that of a middle-aged man, but I couldn't recognize it. He asked me out for dinner. I thought about it and agreed. After all, I was still hungry! Even in my dreams, I couldn't let myself down. After leaving, I looked around and didn't see any cars. Then I remembered he'd asked me to go to a restaurant. It was an upscale Western restaurant. My father had taken me there a few times before and later gave me a card. I hadn't been back since he gave me the card. It wasn't because the food was expensive, but because I couldn't get used to it. Eating Western food every day always felt awkward. Plus, I'd been on missions since then, so I hadn't been to that Western restaurant. The streets were quiet. I didn't plan to take a car, but decided to stroll along the side of the road. It was getting dark, and the air of autumn was in the air. There was no coolness, just a gentle warmth mixed with the fragrance of flowers. I didn't ask what it was. Was it perfume or spices? I don't know. I just feel the smell is intoxicating. Walking onto an overpass, I glanced at the cars below. Their lights flickered in the night, sometimes stopped for a red light, sometimes speeding past. After I got off the overpass, the cars passed by, stirring no dust, but making the air around me feel restless. I don't know what's going on. It's as if I'm so sensitive to everything around me, the slightest movement grabs my attention, and time seems to be rushing by.