The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

chapter 70
It took a while to appease Chi Xudong, who was getting more and more excited, and Ming Qi hung up the phone.

She put the phone aside and asked Ming Qingyun, "Tell me?"

There are some things that Chi Xudong doesn't know, but they have experienced it themselves.

The ominous black air that covered the sky that night, Qiuru saw through her ability to attract beasts by blowing the xun... and the origin of the black air.

Ming Qingyun put down the chess piece in his hand, and slowly explained: "In ancient times, witchcraft was at its peak. As the 'first ancient musical instrument', the ancient Xun was used by wizards and became a medium for communicating with ancient gods. The inspired gods were called to stop Disasters come to the world, and blessings are given to all beings."

"Later, with the continuous development of the continent, human footprints spread across the continents, and the gods could not take care of them all, so they reserved some divine power in the ancient psychic Xun. When necessary, wizards can also use it to bless the world..."

Ming Qingyun concluded: "Therefore, the ancient xun can not only attract beasts, but also obtain the power of the corresponding gods."

"However, neither of these two abilities can be obtained easily. You need to have extremely high talent and keen sensing ability-this is extremely demanding, and ordinary people simply cannot do it."

"The most important thing is the gift of the gods."

Ming Qi nodded: "Continue."

"Thousands of years have passed, and the mainland has experienced a historical fault. These truths have become false legends and unknown mysteries."

He paused: "Deng Shuwen, as a rare researcher of ancient musical instruments in Yatlin, must have a talent beyond ordinary people, and it is not surprising that he can discover some secrets."

"But...the person who tried to hurt you with divine power in Songbailin last time was not him."

"In him, I didn't sense the breath of divine power."

Ming Qi followed his words and deduced: "Behind Qiuru, there is probably another person standing. That person is fishing in troubled waters in the middle, and he really wants to kill me."

Ming Qingyun nodded: "Let Qiuru invite you, come to the north of the tower in person after being rejected, and go to Mingkang to provoke and stir up public opinion... These are the things that Deng Shuwen did."

"Tell me," Ming Qi looked at him, "what does he want to control me for?"

"Deng Shuwen values ​​you, probably because of your ability to manipulate beasts with the ancient xun. He may not be clear about divine power. But his purpose..."

Ming Qingyun shook her head: "At present, there are too few clues."

Ming Qi was noncommittal, stroking a chess piece: "And the mastermind behind the scenes—who is he?"

Ming Qingyun thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Those who can use the divine power in the ancient xun are the servants of the gods, and they are bestowed by the gods."

"Behind that person, there may not be..."

He stopped and looked at Ming Qi.

Ming Qi already understood what he meant, and said with a frown: "To allow followers to disrupt the world order with divine power is already a degeneration of divinity."

"The depravity of divinity is rebellion against God."

Ming Qingyun lowered her head.

Gods have selfish desires, lose the ability to control desires, and use divine power recklessly, which is the degeneration of divinity.

The degeneration of divinity is disloyalty and betrayal to the gods.

The consequences of the traitor...

"Judging from the information we have so far, Qiu Ru should only know that the ancient xun has the ability to attract beasts, and he only knows a thing or two about divine power." Ming Qingyun suddenly changed the topic: "In his position, I guess he still has no contact with it." to something deeper."

Ming Qi said: "So, we still have to start with Deng Shuwen."

"As you said," Ming Qingyun answered, "If you ask for something, you will always show your feet."

The two agreed, and the matter was shelved for the time being.

Ming Qingyun held a sunspot in his right hand and tapped it on the chessboard. His drooping eyelashes cast a shadow, covering the emotions inside.

He lowered his head and lowered his chin slightly, his curved neck was smooth, winding all the way down into the dark shirt, his collarbone was undulating and three-dimensional, white and cut off, looming at the neckline.

Going down, the wrist is loosely rolled up, revealing half of the forearm, with sunspots sandwiched between the slender finger bones, and the movement of tapping the chessboard is slow.

It is a gorgeous and cool beauty.

Ming prayed to him: "Ayun."

Ming Qingyun raised his eyes, flapped his crow feathers, and his blue eyes were clear: "Your Highness?"

Ming Qi stared at him but didn't speak.

Mingqing Yunmu showed some doubts: "What's the matter?"

Ming Qi suddenly smiled: "In ancient times, there was Pan An throwing fruit carts..."

Ming Qingyun was slightly taken aback: "What does Your Highness want to say?"

"Come closer, I'll tell you." Ming Qi waved at him.

Ming Qingyun obediently leaned forward.

Ming Qi stared at his blue eyes from a close distance, with cunning hidden in his eyes: "...there is Qingyun's beauty beguiling me today."

When she said this, her tone was open and frank, with a teasing smile in her eyes, like a little fox who had successfully played tricks on others, which was somewhat different from her usual calm posture.

Ming Qingyun was stunned suddenly, and then a little embarrassed: "Your Highness, don't want to..."

"I'm bewitched by Qingqing's beauty, I only hope that Qingqing will look back at me." Ming Qi shook his head pretendingly, and spoke nonsense in a serious tone.

"Your Highness," seeing Ming Qi teasing endlessly, Ming Qingyun realized that the advice was meaningless, he restrained his embarrassment, and his eyes fell on the chessboard: "You are going to lose."

Ming Qi: "..."

Ming Qi took the white stone and rubbed it on his fingertips, unwilling to reconcile: "Look at my comeback."

This person will always accommodate her in other places, but he is meticulous in chess and never backs down.

Coincidentally, Ming Qi is a top-notch existence in every aspect, and there is nothing he can't show.

The only thing that seems to be incapable of playing chess is that he is defeated by him time and time again.However, she became more frustrated and courageous, always pulling Ming Qingyun to play chess with her - and then continued to be defeated by the cruel reality.

After saying this, Ming Qi was full of fighting spirit, lowered his head and concentrated on staring at the chessboard, studying the way to break the game.

Seeing that her attention was successfully diverted, Ming Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

He unconsciously pinched the hot earlobe under his hair.

It's probably red...

Ming Qingyun lowered her eyes pretending to be calm, but her eyes were erratic without substance.

Righteously thinking, Ming Qi suddenly raised his head and said, "Ah Yun."

Ming Qingyun's hand holding the chess piece trembled imperceptibly, lowered her head and said in her usual voice, "En."

The voice that came over was full of sleepiness: "I seem to be... falling asleep."

Ming Qingyun was taken aback.

There was a soft sound as the chess pieces fell, and the girl's head lowered slowly.

Ming Qingyun subconsciously stretched out her hand to support Ming Qi's forehead.

Her head was resting on his hand, and her silky black hair poured down, covering Ming Qi's calm face, and brushing across the man's thin forearm.

The girl's steady breath came out from her nostrils, and it lightly sprinkled on the man's hand, like a feather flicking, or like a boulder hammering.

Ming Qingyun's fingers shivered suddenly as if they had been scalded.

His long eyelashes fluttered.

The room was silent.

It took a while before Ming Qingyun's soft voice sounded: "Your Highness?"

What responded to him was still the sound of even breathing.

In her hand was the most precious and perfect peerless treasure. Ming Qingyun held it carefully, brushed away the pieces scattered on the chessboard, adjusted the girl's posture, and let her head rest on it temporarily.

The touch of warm breath was still in hand, Ming Qingyun curled up her fingers, looking down at her sleeping face.

The black hair casually sprinkled on the face, half-covering and revealing the girl's bright red lips.

Ming Qingyun stared at Ming Qi for a long time, seemingly unable to restrain himself, he raised his hand and walked towards the girl.

In the middle of the sky, he stopped suddenly.

The words Ming Qi frowned and said clearly echoed in his ears: "The degeneration of divinity is the betrayal of God."

Betrayal...

Slowly withdrawing the hand in the air, Ming Qingyun lowered her eyes.

The blue eyes are like the deep sea, dim and difficult to see.

(End of this chapter)