"cannot."

However, Chen Zongheng's answer was simpler and more straightforward.

Refreshing and crisp, without any hesitation.

cannot.

Qiu Yiren: "..."

What the hell is this?

After all, she is also the president of Tangtang Qianjin.

Anyway, she was also selected as the most beautiful CEO in Jiangnan.

Just like that, straightforwardly...rejected??

"No, that's not what I meant...I mean, I want to talk to you, I have no other ideas." Qiu Yiren was a little confused and took the initiative to explain.

"Thank you for protecting me during this time... I just want to express my gratitude." Qiu Yiren tried to express something, but at this moment, she always felt that the atmosphere was not right, and the more she explained, the more confused she became.

"Is there anything else?" Chen Zongheng stood at the door and glanced at her indifferently.

"If nothing happens, go to sleep."

After saying that, he turned around and closed the door of the villa.

With a sound of 'bang.', the door closed.

Qiu Yiren was immediately locked out.

she:"……"

This man is definitely unprecedented...the first straight man in the universe.

Qiu Yiren laughed at herself, and then... turned around and left helplessly.

…

At the same time, at the Huang family's ancient house late at night.

An unprecedented knife sacrificial ceremony is being held.

The beacon fire and smoke illuminate the dark night.

Amidst the endless fireworks, countless members of the Huang family knelt down and worshiped on the bluestone floor.

In front, there is a bronze ice coffin.

The entire air was already filled with the smell of corpses.

The body of the second young master Huang Honghui had decomposed uncontrollably.

Kneel down and say goodbye.

The flames of war never sleep.

And, on the shelf in front of the ice coffin, there was a long knife with a cold silver light.

The sun and moon sword.

It weighs one hundred and twenty kilograms.

This knife has lasted for hundreds of years.

Back then, it was the sword that belonged to the great ancestor of the Huang family...Huang Huangrong.

Killed the warlords, destroyed the Japanese army, and killed the foreigners from the French Concession.

Under this knife, the soul of the dead will never be extinguished.

Now, this sword has been inherited to Huang Zhengming's generation.

At this time tonight, the sacrificial knife is unsealed.

A dozen girls, all of the same color, were brought up one by one.

The girls were suppressed and fell to their knees.

These girls are all women who were harvested by Huang Zhengming.

However, he was old and failed to sow seeds many times.

In this case, there is no need to keep these women.

Huang Zhengming took a big gulp of white wine.

Then, step by step, he came to the sun and moon sword.

Holding it with one arm, the long knife... was raised suddenly.

The sword flashed in the night sky.

He sprayed the white wine from his mouth on the blade.

Liquor is opened, blood is used to build the building.

It was once said that the blood of a pure woman was used to unseal the knife to make it sharper.

Now, he, Huang Zhengming, wants to use the blood of these women to sacrifice the sword.

The girls were trembling, crying in fear.

They trembled and begged for mercy.

However, Huang Zhengming looked cold and slowly raised the knife.

"Poof!" With one strike of the knife, the head fell off.

She has long black hair and flowers bloom that year.

The girl who was only eighteen years old was... buried in the Huang family's house, under the sword of the sun and the moon.

The bright red blood stained the blade of the Sun and Moon sword, exuding an extremely ferocious chill.

Sacrifice the knife with blood and open the seal with blood.

Tonight is destined to be dripping with blood.

…

The night is deep and the sun and moon cycle.

A touch of fish belly white appears in the eastern sky.

The whole city wakes up from the fog of night.

Xuanhu recalls his early years and this morning.

The place where the Buddha body took refuge in three lifetimes.

Chen Zongheng was naked and sitting in the villa slowly doing push-ups.

Every inch of muscle is full of strength, bulging, and veins are prominent.

On his fair skin, there were endless hideous scars, covering almost his entire body.

Ever since I went on a mission to protect the Qiu Yi people.

It's been a long time since he really took action.

To him, those so-called ant battles were just wiped out in the blink of an eye.

In this city, it seems...there is really no one who can really fight with him.

The roc rises with the wind in one day and soars up to 90,000 miles.

Invincible and lonely.

Who else can understand his loneliness?

But his body was undergoing morning exercises every day. It was always in a tense state ready to go.

He is waiting for that mysterious organization.

'Bible'.

This is also the only force that can make him wait for it.

Frost Blade has not been tried yet.

The sword is waiting to be released.

Devil May Cry is already prepared.

After finishing the last ten thousand push-ups, he jumped up suddenly and stood up on the spot.

With his body covered in scars, he walked towards the bathroom.

…

At this time, in the Qiu Manor opposite.

The sisters are also getting up and finishing washing.
To be continued...