Chapter 1238: One month period
The first thousand two hundred and thirty-nine chapters one month deadline
Tianmei Group.
On the top floor, the decoration is simple, and facing the east is a huge floor-to-ceiling glass wall, which has excellent lighting.
Behind the desk, Ye Ziqin, wearing a white suit with long black hair, is looking at the documents on the desk. With her current thinking and ability, she can make the most correct judgment almost instantly. Make complex judgments and decisions in your mind.
Cultivation is not only the cultivation of the body, but the most important thing is the cultivation of the soul. The soul is a person’s sea of knowledge and divine consciousness. Although Ye Ziqin has not yet entered the foundation building stage, long-term cultivation and absorption of spiritual energy make her appearance. He is more agile, and his thinking, judgment, and calculation ability is also greatly improved.
咚咚~
"Mr. Ye, Mr. Zhuo's guest has arrived."
The office door knocked open, and a woman with a badge on her chest stood in the doorway.
In addition to her, there is another man with a big body, the most eye-catching thing is his bare head.
"Well, you can go out first." Ye Ziqin said lightly, got up from the chair and walked to the reception sofa, "May I ask you?"
"Are you Mr. Ye, Zhuo Bufan's wife?" The bald man had a calm expression and a heavy voice in his voice.
"Well, you are Xiao Fan's friend?"
Ye Ziqin nodded lightly, and politely stretched out his hand to signal: "Please sit down, what do you need to drink?"
"No need to drink, I was ordered by the museum owner to tell you one thing. Zhuo Bufan entered the prison tower four months ago and was sucked into the tower by a strange black whirlpool. Hope... Mr. Ye You can be mentally prepared." The bald man said slowly.
Ye Ziqin opened his eyes and pursed his thin lips, "You mean Xiaofan..."
"Of course, Zhuo Bufan hasn't come out yet, so I'm not sure about his life or death for the time being." The bald man added another sentence.
Zhuo Bufan had told Ye Ziqin about going to the Prison Tower and Suzaku Martial Arts Hall. Therefore, Ye Ziqin did not call Zhuo Bufan in the past few months, but he did not expect Suzaku. The martial arts hall will personally send someone over to inform him.
"Xiao Fan will be fine." Ye Ziqin's white palms were slightly bent, and he raised his head and said: "I believe Xiao Fan will come back. He promised me to be fine, and he will be fine."
"Well, the museum owner and I also believe that he will come out." Badao nodded. What surprised him was that Ye Ziqin was not as excited and frustrated after hearing the news. This woman was very strong.
At this moment, Badao suddenly frowned and said, "Mr. Ye, there are a few powerful auras appearing in the building."
Ye Ziqin's face changed slightly, although she was not strong, but she was able to sense certain auras.
"You can't enter..."
"boom!"
On the corridor, there was a collision sound, and immediately after the office door opened, a group of people slowly walked in.
At the head was an Eguan Boss belt, dressed like an old man, with long silver-gray hair draped down, followed by a dozen men in black suits.
The headed old man exudes a heart-palpitating aura. Yuan Zhen Yue Zhi, like a sea like a sea, makes people feel that he is standing here, everything around him seems to be dark, only he is as dazzling as the sun, like a god. The presence.
"who are you?"
Badao clenched his fists, frowned his sword brows, and stared coldly at the headed old man. The beast-like aura on his body was also revealed without hesitation.
"Hehe, didn't even step into the star wheel mirror, dare to talk to me?" The silver-gray-haired old man snorted coldly, and suddenly a powerful pressure, like sea water, surged from all directions to Badao's body. .
The strong pressure made Badao extremely uncomfortable. The bones all over the body were squeezed out with a squeaking sound, and the face was flushed.
"Puff!"
Eight stubborn resistance, but it is obvious that the strength of the old man is much stronger than him. Even if he exhausted all his strength, it seemed like a worm shaking the tree, until he couldn't help but knelt on the ground with a thump. Two deep holes were punched in the hard ground.
"weak."
The silver-gray-haired old man spit out a word, that is, instead of looking at Paldao, he turned his gaze on Ye Ziqin, and said lightly: "Your name is Ye Ziqin?"
"who are you?"
Ye Ziqin stared at each other with no signs of weakness. These people are those who are not good and those who are not good will not come.
"I am the Sect Master of Qingxuanzong, where is Zhuo Bufan now? He killed the two sons of the deity, and the deity came to take his life today." Sect Master Qingxuan said.
"Sect Master Qingxuanzong?" Ye Ziqin glared, unexpectedly the other party came to Zhuo Bufan at this time.
Sect Master Qingxuan sneered: "Ye Ziqin, you were originally a goddess of the Miao Xue force, and you have a marriage contract with my son Qingxuan. I didn't expect you to join an outsider to kill my son, huh!"
"I'm not the goddess of the Miaoxue force, you basically want to use me as a cauldron." Ye Ziqin gritted his teeth, her white and weak palms clenched firmly together.
"Zhuo Bufan...not here!"
Badao gritted his teeth, because he had to withstand the invisible pressure, making his face flushed and speaking was extremely difficult.
"Huh? He's not here."
Suddenly, Sect Master Qingxuan stretched out a palm transformed from cyan spiritual energy, jumped to Badao, buckled his neck, lifted him from the ground, and lifted his feet off the ground, "Tell me where he is. In this heaven and earth, if the deity wants him to die, no one can save him."
"Zhuo Bufan is in the Kyushu Secret Realm. If you have the strength, you can break into the Kyushu Secret Realm and the three major martial arts halls to declare war..." Badao's eyes were red, and his voice was cold.
"Hehe, Kyushu Secret Realm? Do you think this deity is really afraid of you martial arts gyms?"
Sect Master Qingxuan's eyes were filled with coldness, "Go tell Zhuo Bufan, I will give him a month, if he doesn't want to see his relatives die in my hands, he will come to fight, otherwise, I will fight every day. Kill him a relative until he shows up!"
As soon as the voice fell, the aura that had clasped Badao’s neck disappeared, and Badao fell on the ground with a thud.
"Ahem..." Paldao knelt on the floor, coughing violently.
"boom!"
Immediately, the huge glass wall facing the east of the office exploded in an instant, and countless broken glass fragments scattered like bullets, some of which fell on the floor of the office.
Sect Master Qingxuan and a dozen men behind him turned into rays of light and rushed out to fly into the sky.
In the prosperous city, when a group of people fly out of the building, it naturally attracts the attention of countless people.
"That... is that a flying man?"
"I'm going, is this making a movie?"
"Hurry up, take out your phone to make a video, I want to post it online, I'm going to be hot!"
On the ground, many people look up to the sky and take out their mobile phones to take photos or videos, believing that the speed of the Internet will spread to the entire land soon.
