Jiu Ye, little ancestor, she is crazy

He frowned, trying to decipher these strange records, but for the moment he had no clue.

Just as Fu Jiuyan was concentrating on studying his diary, suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, as if someone was blowing in his ear.

He couldn't help but shudder, feeling a sense of unease. Then, a dark shadow flashed past him at such a speed that he barely had time to react.

Fu Jiuyan became alert instantly. He gripped the dagger tightly and looked around vigilantly.

However, it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything clearly. He knew he couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so he began to slowly retreat while maintaining high alert.

Fu Jiuyan has been very busy recently, going out early and coming back late every day. Sometimes he doesn't even have time to eat dinner and goes straight back to his room to deal with things, which makes Bo Ling very confused.

She couldn't help but wonder what he was busy with.

At this moment, Wu Qing walked in. Bo Ling asked him indifferently, "What has Fu Jiuyan been doing these days?"

Wu Qing seemed hesitant when he heard Bo Ling's words, and his words became hesitant. Seeing this, Bo Ling's anger instantly rose.

She widened her eyes, glared at Wu Qing, and shouted, "Just say what you want to say!"

Wu Qing was frightened by Bo Ling's aura and quickly told him the whole story.

It turned out that Fu Jiuyan had been busy investigating the truth behind the Bo family's past, and had already obtained some important clues, but they still needed further verification and organization.

After listening to this, Bo Ling immediately ordered Wu Qing: "Grab my equipment and come with me to find Fu Jiuyan."

When Wu Qing heard Bo Ling's words, he was stunned and thought to himself: "Boss, this is going to fight to the death!" But he didn't dare to disobey Bo Ling's orders, so he had to quickly prepare the equipment.

It wasn't long before Bo Ling and Wu Qing were on their way. Under the cover of night, the duo darted through the abandoned factories with the agility of ghosts.

Their hearts were beating rapidly, and their hearts were filled with indescribable tension and anticipation.

Every step was accompanied by worry, fearing that he would not be able to find Fu Jiuyan. After all, he had to endure such a dangerous thing alone.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared not far ahead. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Fu Jiuyan, whom they had been searching for.

He looked a little disheveled and his body was covered with wounds, but his resolute gaze had not wavered in the slightest.

"Why are you here?" Fu Jiuyan stared at Bo Ling and Wu Qing, a hint of surprise in his words.

"Of course we are here to lend you a hand!" Bo Ling stepped forward without hesitation and stood resolutely beside Fu Jiuyan.

In an instant, the three of them smiled at each other, their eyes filled with endless courage and firm belief.

With their seamless tacit cooperation, they finally succeeded in defeating the powerful enemy and successfully resolved this thrilling crisis.

"Thank you, Wuqing, and my dear little ancestor." Fu Jiuyan looked at Bo Ling and Wuqing, a trace of deep emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Why are you saying such polite words? We are a family." Bo Ling raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a gentle smile, while gently treating Fu Jiuyan's wound.

Wu Qing stood quietly by, staring at everything happening before his eyes, with an indescribable emotion surging from deep in his heart.

The feeling surged in my heart like a tide, but it could not be accurately described in words.

When the crisis was finally resolved, Fu Jiuyan led the other two back home.

He personally went into the kitchen and carefully prepared a table full of delicious dishes.

Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, Fu Jiuyan couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought that this little ancestor of mine would be so amazing!"

After dinner, Bo Ling sat leisurely in the living room watching TV, while Fu Jiuyan turned around and returned to the room to deal with unfinished work.

Bo Ling's gaze unconsciously followed Fu Jiuyan's departing figure, and various fragments and memories of the past involuntarily emerged in his mind.

She clearly realized that her deep feelings for Fu Jiuyan were quietly undergoing subtle changes again.

At the same time, Fu Jiuyan also keenly sensed this.

After careful consideration, he decided to find an appropriate opportunity to pour out his heart to his beloved little ancestor and express his true feelings honestly.

After Fu Jiuyan successfully completed the task at hand, he walked out of the room and into the living room.

What came into view at this moment was the scene of Bo Ling already falling into a deep sleep.

Fu Jiuyan walked up to her carefully, held her gently in his arms, then slowly moved to the bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.

Fu Jiuyan placed a gentle kiss on Bo Ling's smooth forehead, and then left the room reluctantly.

The next morning, sunlight shone through the curtains into the room, and Bo Ling slowly woke up.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, stretched, and slowly sat up.

My eyes inadvertently swept over the dining table, and I was surprised to find a sumptuous breakfast on it, steaming hot and fragrant.

At the same time, she also noticed a note next to it.

Bo Ling picked up the note curiously and immediately recognized it as Fu Jiuyan's vigorous handwriting: "Little Ancestor, wait for me to come back."

Looking at these short words, a warm feeling surged in Bo Ling's heart, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily rose, revealing a happy smile.

However, just as Bo Ling was immersed in this sweetness, the cell phone on her pillow suddenly rang rapidly.

Bo Ling quickly took the phone to check, and it turned out to be an urgent email from the guild, requiring all members to gather at the guild immediately.

After seeing this message, Bo Ling woke up instantly. She suddenly realized that Fu Jiuyan left home last night and went to the media company which has now become a shell company.

With a nervous mood, Bo Ling quickly opened the communication software and entered the guild channel.

As soon as she entered, she noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange - the channel that used to be noisy and bustling was now unusually quiet, as if shrouded by an invisible pressure.

Looking more closely, Bo Ling was surprised to find that the brothers he once knew had all put on the same vest without any prior agreement. Everyone stayed where they were silently without any verbal communication.

This strange atmosphere made Bo Ling alert. She held her phone tightly and quickly scanned every detail in the channel, hoping to find some clues.

But everyone's silence was like a thick wall, blocking all the information inside and leaving her with no way to start.

Bo Ling couldn't help but think to himself: "Is something really going to happen?

Why is everyone so silent…” Thinking of this, her heartbeat quickened and she felt nervous.

Bo Ling sat quietly in front of the computer, his brows furrowed, his eyes revealing endless sadness and worry.

She could clearly sense the heavy, suffocating, oppressive atmosphere gradually spreading within the channel.

At this moment, a familiar sound of music suddenly rang out - it was the passionate war song played when everyone gathered in the past!

Once upon a time, whenever this song echoed in the air, people's hearts would surge with lofty ambitions; however, at this moment, the same melody was tinged with a hint of sadness.

It is like a sharp sword, ruthlessly piercing the barrier of time and bringing everyone back to the fighting years full of passion and struggle.

Everyone was immersed in the vortex of memories, with indescribable complex emotions flashing deep in their eyes.

Time passed minute by minute, and Fu Jiuyan remained silent. Finally, he broke the silence and typed a line of words on the public screen: "Wait five more minutes."