When Song Qing returned to Jingzhao Yin Mansion, someone was already waiting for him under the corridor of the mansion.

Song Qing stepped into the corridor with a smile, looked up at the moonlight tonight, and glanced at the location of the study with his eyes when he turned his head.

One left and one right, two metal flashes slid across his cornea, as if they were sword lights. The black shadow behind the sword lights should be the guards in his mansion.

"The moonlight is good tonight." Song Qing looked at Helen and said in a good mood.

The moonlight is clear and the beauty is tall and beautiful. The blonde hair, which is as dazzling as the sun during the day, is also dyed by the luster of the silver moon.

"So Master Song Qing is interested in walking with the beauty under the moon?" Helen's words were a bit funny, obviously a tone that only happened when talking to an acquaintance.

"It's a pity that I just realized that the moonlight tonight is actually very good now." She waved casually, Song Qing walked behind her hands and walked along the corridor to the small garden in the mansion.

When Song Qing turned around, Helen turned her head and looked in the opposite direction of the small garden. The two guards in front of the sword seemed to be standing at the door of the study. I don’t know if they didn’t see the owner of the mansion, or they still stood at their posts.

"If Lord Song Qing said this, I am not easy to express the next question."

Helen relaxed her pace slightly, but in two steps he followed Song Qing's footsteps. She seemed to be starting at the same time as him, but she was always a little wrong because of the lightness and softness of the woman.

"Such a good atmosphere seems not suitable to be used to provoke a rioter, right?" Song Qing straightened the official hat on her head and looked at her shadow on the corridor with satisfaction.

"I dare not ask about my sins. You know, I can stand in the corridor at night, thanks to my own unique face."

With just the right complaint, just the right amount of complacency, and just the right amount of self-deprecation, Helen's words successfully made Song Qing smile again.

If you always stay with that little girl who looks like a piece of white paper, Song Qing feels that her brain will definitely degenerate.

Could it be...Is it because my brain has been affected? Otherwise, why would I suddenly spend energy on a little girl? The point is that I have to spend energy on him too.

No, is it that every year and every day, hasn’t it been immunity yet? Or is it that three-foot water plus every year triggering the superposition and weakening effect of IQ?

"After all, the housekeepers and guards in the mansion are all NPCs, and I don't know if you are invited to sit in the flower hall or pavilion. It's rigid."

Helen smiled and said nothing. She didn't know how dull and smart an ordinary NPC is.

Both of them stopped talking, and Helen was still considering the degree of the next issue, but Song Qing thought of the guards he bought in the imperial city.

Of course, there will not be only a few guards in the imperial city, but he doesn't have to spend a lot of money. Just find the right one and the key ones, so as to ensure that there is a slight time difference in the transfer of the guards during occasional rotations.

From the palace gate to the inner city, there were five classes of guards in total. When Song Qing and the other two walked through the unlocked palace gate, it was just a moment when the two groups of guards were just out of the way. At this time, the other four classes of guards were still on duty diligently.

But when they walked past the guards of the second, third, fourth and fifth classes, they were just a moment blank in the rotation of the guards of these guards.

The guards of the imperial city are still as solid as ever. Unless someone can accurately find the right time to enter like him, and then accurately calculate the pace, they can quietly walk into the inner city.

But he could only walk into the inner city. Song Qing did not dare to contact the guards inside on the surface.

In other words, Song Qing is not friendly enough with the guards, as for whether it is because he does not have enough prestige or because he has not found the right way to contact him, there are still questions.

Song Qing also knows how smart and dull these NPCs in the game are.

But if not, how can it be called playing games? You can only follow the rules of the game on the surface, without freedom, and without imagination, the game method can only be called being played by the game, right?

Thinking of the pile of things in his study, Song Qing became more and more satisfied with his ability to play games.

But at the same time, he also thought of the guards at the door of his study.

I should have gone over and took a look just now, at least one look at which two people it was.

"I think," Helen broke the silence, and looked at Song Qing with understanding and helplessness, "You are also entrusted by others, are you loyal to others?"

"It's almost the same, but the word "Zhong Qing" is not suitable for me." Song Qing shrugged.

"I think Lord Songqing is a very worthy friend." Helen smiled.

"It is my honor to be worthy of my hand, which means I can still trust."

But compared to trusting others, I prefer others to trust me.

Song Qing silently added a sentence in her heart.

Most people who are not familiar with Song Qing will think that he is very enthusiastic. He often has a smile in front of others, and he feels like a person worthy of trust and trust.

Those who are familiar with him will also say that Song Qing is indeed a trustworthy person, but at the same time, you'd better not expect him to trust you. Further, you don't expect him to do things according to your ideas.

So many times, when the summer is, he will only tell Song Qing what kind of result he needs, how to achieve it, and whether there will be any additional effect when achieving this result, all are off-topic.

"If you can't even trust you, wouldn't our mercenary group really lose all their money when they come to China this time?" The self-deprecating meaning in Helen's words became even stronger.

Song Qing suddenly became a little tired of her constant temptations. Although these temptations can be gently exposed with the word "confused", he should pretend to be confused to those who can understand them.

I have known myself for a long time, so why has this woman still not understood her personality? Or is it that although I have figured it out, I still want to pretend not to know?

"I know you want to gain a foothold here. I have also said that I can help you achieve this. As for today's things, although I feel a little embarrassed to disrupt your atmosphere, it has nothing to do with my promise."

Song Qing yawned, rubbed her eyes, and said impatiently.

Helen was stunned. Unexpectedly, Song Qing suddenly pointed out her temptation directly, but after being stunned, she said with concern:

"You are tired, it seems that you have been online for a long time."

Song Qing nodded, and the two walked towards the moon gate on the other side.

"I don't mean that you don't believe you. If it's not inconvenient to promote it, I believe that all of us will thank you. After all, you have won us the convenience of collective registration for the world mission."

For caravan registration, local Chinese players must withdraw from their guild, but Western players can register as a unit of mercenary groups, as long as the team does not exceed fifteen.

This is why she took out her ugly mercenary badge every year.

Helen said this intimately and sincerely, but Song Qing just wanted to roll her eyes after hearing this.

There is no other reason, this woman can't understand human words.

Could it be that something like "stupid" is transmitted through air?

Fortunately, another "stupid" person is still kind.

Song Qing politely sent Helen away, turned around and walked towards the study with bright eyes, where there was something that truly reflected his wisdom.

What he didn't know was that there was already someone waiting for him in the study.

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"The point is not my life and death, but whoever I die."

"So what if you die at my hands?"

"First, you do not belong to any sect here; second, you are an outside Westerner; third, the elves are equivalent to the demons here."

"The last point is thanks to your big fuss in Bagua City a few days ago. Many people know that you have a good relationship with the core figures of Xingtianxia and Tiangongfang Two Sessions."
Chapter completed!