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Chapter 92 092: Seventh Young Master
092: Seventh Young Master
Qiao Qingyan raised her hand and yawned. She didn't even look out the window, but continued to read with her head down.

"It's just a world of paper people."

"When it collapses, start again."

"You should be familiar with this script."

After all, she just entered this world and has already come back many times...

【Host! ! ! ! 】

Qiao Qingyan grabbed the little cat out of nothingness, and the little cat suddenly felt a clever idea and appeared in front of the window out of thin air.

The little cat was startled and looked at Qiao Qingyan in shock.

【Master, why do you...】

Qiao Qingyan put down the bamboo book in his hand, propped up his chin, and looked at the little cat in the sky with a half-smile.

"Little Huahua, it turns out you still remember that I am the host."

The little cat took two trembling steps back.Lower your head. [Master, you heard wrong. 】

The little cat no longer remembers which mission world she started from, so she no longer dares to call her host, but instead calls her master.

Perhaps it was because she killed her companion beast without hesitation; or maybe it was because she calmly sent her closest people to the highest execution platform.

Or maybe it was from the time she told the little cat that her world was either black or white. She said black was black; she said white was white.

From that moment on, the little cat never called its host again, only its owner.

It is a kind of surrender and a kind of willingness...

[Master, my only master now is you.And if this world collapses, there is no way to start over. 】

[I am no longer part of the quick travel bureau and cannot be contacted.Now, it only belongs to you, the master...]

The little cat twitched, not daring to hide everything anymore, and revealed everything.

Qiao Qingyan's fingertips paused slightly, but he did not give an accurate response to the little cat's words.

[Master, nothing can happen to the son of luck. 】The little cat is really anxious.It can't contact the General Administration now. If the world collapses, it doesn't know what it will face.

Thunder roared outside the window, accompanied by lightning, and heavy rain poured down. [Master...] The little cat stared at the rain curtain outside with its beautiful eyes and twirled its fingers.Feeling wronged and scared.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of raindrops could be heard through the glass. The raindrops on the glass window changed from wisps to a majestic curtain of water.

The breeze carried the rain, and the whole world seemed to be surrounded by a curtain of rain.

Lightning and thunder, heavy rain...

【Owner……】

"Yeah. Got it." Finally, the calm-looking beauty sitting by the window made some movement...

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Somewhere deep in the forest, the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. Fires were radiating. Layers of white mist covered all the trees in the forest. At a glance, there were only flashes of lightning and thunder.

"Ling Feng, does your young master want to see the King of Hell?"

"Do you know what he's doing?"

The ancient altar glowed with a cold light.In the cold light, there sat a man covered in scars.

The man slightly closed his eyebrows, as if he were a lifeless living dead...

His body was surrounded by circles of silver light and ancient writing.

The young master in a white robe held a folding fan in his hand, tapping his palms repeatedly. His anxiety could be seen from his frown.

Ling Feng pursed his lips and did not dare to answer, but in his heart he hoped that everything would end soon.

"One thought." Di Zui's somewhat lonely voice suddenly sounded.

"Who?" The white-robed young man looked at the voice with keen eyes.

Immediately afterwards, layers of white mist receded, and a figure slowly appeared.

"So strong..." This is...

"Seven sons."

(End of this chapter)