Winter goes and spring comes, and it should be a scene of prosperity, but the headquarters of the Immortal Trade Union still seems to be wearing thick winter clothes, cold and bleak.

On the second floor of the main building, Qi Yue sat in the original position of Zhou Chen. Although Yongsheng is no longer as glorious as yesterday, and although there are only a few NPCs walking around, Yongsheng still has to pay various taxes to ensure the normal operation of the trade union.

A quill pen circles the page of paper, and things that can be completed in an hour can be completed. Qi Yue will look at it carefully twice. The person who looked up at the immortality smiled, "It's all like this. Yue Nu, why should you be so stubborn? Why should you change to a new boss? With your strength, the second-tier leader is not a problem."

Qi Yue's answer is very simple, an ice sword with twelve points of murderous aura.

"Pu" the door slowly opened, Qi Yue, who was working with his head down, even his expression did not change at all. "I told you that the system gave the first-level union three opportunities to refuse challenges, and you can only come and send a challenge every ten days, get out."

"Qi Yue..." The trembling old voice paused in three steps. The speaker was not a player who came to challenge or provoke, but an old woman with wrinkles and white hair.

"Master?..." Hearing this, how could she not know who the person was, so she hurriedly put down her things and Qi Yue stepped forward to support the old man, "Master, why are you here? It's still more than 40 days before the agreed time."

The old woman sat in the main seat without any hesitation, but when she saw Qi Yue with a haggard face, her face was not very good. "Yue'er, why are you doing this? They should leave and leave. Do you think you can support a trade union with your own strength?"

Qi Yue's face was dim, "At least... I will try my best to preserve eternal life." Involuntarily, she thought of him who was scattered among thousands of troops.

"You haven't forgotten him yet." The old woman frowned and wiped the tears from the corners of Qi Yue's eyes with her dry palms. "Don't forget that he forced himself to enslave you, and it was also him who ruined your life's Qingbai. Don't tell me that this is just in the game. There are millions of players in the entire Bugui Continent. Who can guarantee that they can get out of the 'Bugui'? Don't return to the Nine Emperors, and even more so that the lonely wolf can't."

Qi Yue shook her head, "Stop talking, I don't want to hear his name."

"Bang", the crook that seemed to be a staff was gently lifted up, and then landed on the ground, leaving a shallow hole. The old woman sighed and said, "Do you really love him that much?"

"No, I hate him!" The two rows of teeth were rubbed tightly, and Qi Yue's eyes were filled with hatred.

"The deep love and hatred..." The old woman no longer discussed this issue with her. "Now that the contract of slavery between you and him has been terminated, you can leave at any time, listen to the words of the master, and leave this sad place."

After lowering his head, Qi Yue was silent for a long time, denying Master's words for the second time, "No, Master, he said that in sixty days, the Immortal Union would gather again. When those who looked down on me died of pain, I would kill him with my own hands. During these days, I will make my bloodline reach the true S level as soon as possible. Master, you will also help me, right?"

Kill him with your own hands? Can you do it...

The old woman knew that the seed of slavery was buried deep in Qi Yue's heart for too long, and it would take time to ease it. "Okay, I won't force you, it's just sixty days, I've been waiting here for half a month." Opening the other palm, there was a shining seed, the old woman used a little force - "pa"

Announcement from District e: The Immortal Union received the [Blessing of the Prophet], and the original "Three Must Fights" Order between the same level is invalid for the Immortal Union within forty-five days.

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In the azure blue hexagonal star array, six great summoners recited spells together, and a roar that seemed to come from ancient times followed, "Roar, roar!"

Battle tips: Summoner "Donald", summoner "Achimedes"...summoned the Behemoth.

"Little brother, your training content today is very simple. You just stick to this Bemon for 10 hours... Add some oil." Ying raised her slender arm and made a cheering move, but in Zhou Chen's opinion, this was no different from provocation.

With a three-edged giant sword in one hand, the latest armor on his body, Zhou Chen Xiexie, at level 45, curled up the corner of his mouth, "Shadow, sooner or later, I will make you look up to me!"

"Okay, I'll wait for that day." He raised his glass of wine, and the shadow slowly raised his head, and the wine flowed along her intoxicating red lips through her swan-like neck. In particular, today's shadow changed into a casual gauze dress, and the concave and bumps in the underwear appeared vividly, which was fatal to men.

"Gudong", the big swallowed the sound of saliva, and the six summoners were stunned at first. Although they were no longer young, the shadow's youhuo posture was an indiscriminate attack, as long as you are a man, no matter the age or young.

However, the "slam" sounded the next moment, and the murderous aura of the shadow pierced the six people's new house like a sharp sword. "Is this outfit for you to show me?! Take a look at me and dig down your eyes now. Anyway, you don't need to cast spells and chant spells."

My whole body shivered, and a thought arose from Mr. No. 1 to Summoner No. 6: He is a shadow, a shadow from the same era as the Nine Emperors of Bugui... not a seductive imperial sister.

"Ah, hahaha!" Instead, Zhou Chen laughed, "When I catch you, I will let you dress up like this for me every day." Without waiting for the shadow to say anything, he picked up the giant sword and shield and entered the disguise.

Ying said that today's training survived the attack of this behemoth beast. Zhou Chen didn't think so. Faced with the latest challenges, his thoughts gradually changed under the influence of "will do whatever he wants". Even if the opponent's blood volume is 800,000 and his attack exceeds a thousand, he has made great progress now. Why must he defend? He wants to attack!

A figure flashed, and Zhou Chen casts assassination on the head of the Behemoth beast. The comparison between the target and itself is completely disproportionate, but one inch long and one inch short and one inch short and one inch skillful. Zhou Chen's agility has reached the level of A, and his monkey-like body is enough to deal with Behemoth.

Starting with the five swords, the power of the fifth slash made Bimon scream out in pain. The golden light in his eyes stared at the target's front paws. Zhou Chen jumped high to keep the air stable with rolling, "Charge!"

The "swoosh" sound of the wind, Zhou Chen's shield miss strike on the void, attacking and following the "puff" blood light, Zhou Chen with the hawk eyes in his hand saw Bemon's rolling eyeball, its weakness is here...
Chapter completed!