The old man was very angry.

"Humans are all cunning and insidious. My immortal name, Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun, is going to be ruined by a young boy!"

"He pretended to be pitiful. No wonder he escaped in the end!"

...

Facing Liuyun Jiefeng, who was already in despair and in a state of panic, every time she thought of herself as Qin Yu's servant, her strong heart would collapse.

More importantly, it seemed that no one could be blamed from beginning to end. The thick contract was all written by her own hands. She dug a hole and buried it herself. After taking advantage of it, Qin Yu also picked up a servant with the identity of an immortal for free.

I will not discuss the collapse of Master Liuyun Jiefeng for now. Meanwhile, in the distant Kingdom of Winter.

Snow was flying outside the window, but the house was warm as spring.

The Mora patterns everywhere showed that the owner had an extraordinary love for Mora. The whole room perfectly interpreted the word "luxury".

He had multiple identities: a businessman, a politician, a banker, and an executive of the Fatui, second only to the King of Winter.

Among many identities, he liked the rich the most.

His name was Pantalone, a legend who made the snowy and cold country a legend no less than Liyue Harbor.

"Knock, knock, knock."

After a short knock on the door, the man who was busy at the desk raised his head and said gently:

"Come in."

A servant dressed in the clothes of the Kingdom of Winter walked into the room, striding without leaving any sound, with an extremely respectful look, "Dear Executive Officer, here is the bill from Liyue Port."

"Well... thank you."

"You are too polite, it is my honor to serve you!"

The servant's face was excited, and his voice was a little louder, and then he hurried out of the room.

"The snow in the north is still a bit cold after all!"

The man was wrapped tightly all over his body, wearing an extremely heavy white fur collar coat, and his handsome face was highlighted by a pair of glasses, which highlighted his elegant temperament.

After opening the envelope, the corners of his mouth raised.

Every time he saw Tartaglia's casual handwriting, it would always add a little fun to his life.

This letter was about the instructions for the young master to launch a series of action plans in Liyue Harbor. The words were filled with the unique enthusiasm of young people.

"…Use the Dragon King of Ruota to lure out the Rock King behind him. Ha, use old friends as bait?"

"The scene of Morax fighting with his followers? This job is good."

Rubbing his chin, Pantalone said to himself:

"It's rare to see him calm down and write something like this. It should be that Morax is gone again, right?"

Sure enough, when the letter read the second page, a piece of paper fell off. It turned out to be a blank check.

Since [Young Master] Tartaglia took over the Northland Bank, the task was completed beautifully, and Morax also spent a lot. Pantalone, who was quite curious, once retrieved Tartaglia's monthly bill and found an interesting thing.

Morax spent a lot of money on food, drink and shopping every month, just like... supporting a person.

Fortunately, Pantalone didn't pay too much attention to these. He only cared about whether that person got the Heart of God.

As for Mora, as many as you want!

[Madam] The plan to seize the Heart of God of Wind Barbatos is nearing its end, and I don't know what the result will be.

Of course, Pantalone is more concerned about Tartaglia's plan.

He casually wrote an astronomical figure on the blank check, and then quickly signed his name and stamped it. Pantalone looked at the snow outside the window, slowly stood up, and casually threw the dolls in the drawer into the fireplace.

This is the two-headed doll of the Rock King that he bought from Liyue. It was snapped up as soon as it was released. Now it is out of print. A well-preserved emperor doll is worth tens of thousands of Mora...

Then, Pantalone slightly adjusted his glasses and opened a mechanism in the room. A huge wooden box suddenly appeared, which contained hundreds of dolls exactly the same as the one just now.

"Mora, Morax, hahaha..."

The slender fingers stroked the puppet, and there was a fire in Pantalone's eyes...

"Sister Ye Lan, where are we going?"

After walking for a few days, Ye Lan hardly said a word except for normal communication. Qin Yu couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so he could only follow behind her. Finally, he couldn't help but ask with doubts in his heart.

"That day, I found that you had been to the scene, and there was a third group

Force."

"Although I can't judge the time, I still believe what you and Lord Ganyu said. It must be the third force. "

After Ye Lan explained briefly, she immediately chased forward, leaving Qin Yu secretly sticking out his tongue.

Half a month later, the two arrived at a deep valley.

Looking up, you can see extremely thick fog. The visibility in the valley is extremely poor, and you can only see half a meter in front of you.

Hu Lao Mountain.

The moment the two walked into the valley, they all felt a heavy sense of oppression, as if there was something terrible in the valley.

Qin Yu was quite familiar with this place. After all, he was killed several times by the fat man in the past. Later, after inviting Mr. Zhong back, he immediately maxed it out, and then went to settle accounts with it...

A man who makes the dodge button useless is so reliable and safe at all times.

Ye Lan looked around vigilantly, and there was a hint of light on her hands. It was her secret technique: the life-gathering thread.

Seeing Qin Yu walk under the big tree and find the stone town very accurately, Ye Lan was puzzled.

"Xuan Huang loves life, and the Immortal King is kind and benevolent. "The evil dragon is suppressed here, so don't act rashly."

Whispering the words on the stone town, Ye Lan instantly jumped to the branch of the big tree behind the stone town. When she landed, Qin Yu was already leaning on the tree trunk.

Listening to the whistling wind, at a certain moment, the faces of the two changed drastically.

The vibration from the ground contained a heart-pounding power, like a heavy hammer hitting the heart. Ye Lan only felt a salty throat and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth...

The evil dragon suppressed here is really terrifying!

On the top of the mountain, the man stood with his hands behind his back.

He was holding the exquisite promotional leaflet of the Wangsheng Hall in his hand...

I skipped work again today~

(˶‾᷄ ⁻̫ ‾᷅˵)

Watch the clouds roll and spread, and the wild geese fly far away.

The vibrations coming from under my feet contain extremely strong emotions, just like the rocks on the ground, which have a long life that ordinary people can hardly reach, but are ultimately unavoidable to the wear and tear of the years and wind and rain.

In the end, only the strong emotions are left.

"If you ask the Dragon King, after thousands of years, has your hatred for me become stronger?"

Looking at the sky, his eyes are deep.

If the god of protection is not there, how will you deal with it?

The success or failure of this time is related to whether his next plan will begin...

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The third update is being written

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