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Chapter 59

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining the ultimate hidden mission reward - Qilin...Bloodline!"

Yun Feng almost collapsed when he heard the reward.

He didn't even react to what the system meant.

He was a human being?

Why would he be rewarded ?...Kirin bloodline?

Could it be that I have to become a Kirin myself?

Thinking of this,

Yun Feng was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat and quickly looked at the system introduction.

Just one glance and he was fascinated.

"With the blood of the unicorn, I am on par with the gods!

"....Yun Feng was really at a loss for words at this moment.

It had gotten so big that even gods were brought out.

What was a god?

Yun Feng's personal understanding was that it seemed to be a feeling that was beyond everything outside the world, but still within all things in the world.

It was hard to explain, but just thinking about it was enough to make one feel awed.

Looking at the drop of blood floating quietly in the system space,

Yun Feng's expression was a little serious, or it could be said that he was in awe of the Qilin.

This drop of blood was too powerful.

Even though it was wrapped up by the system, Yun Feng could still feel the terrifying power in it. While being shocked,

Yun Feng also felt a hint of a call from within.

It was as if...He was trying to make himself swallow it quickly.

But his sober mind was telling him that his body could never bear this drop of Qilin blood.

"What should I do?"

Yun Feng frowned tightly, and his eyes unconsciously began to turn red.

Just when his eyes were about to turn red, Yun Feng's heart suddenly trembled violently, and he woke up directly.

At the same time, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

For a long time

"Thank you!"

Yun Feng said solemnly in his heart.

It was the last bit of obsession of the original owner. Yun Feng originally thought that he had disappeared from this world a long time ago.

But now he found that he was still dying. He must be worried about his sister.

For the first time, Yun Feng admired a person from the bottom of his heart.

"No wonder I always feel a little strange when using this service."

"Go with peace of mind. I can’t guarantee anything else, but your sister is my sister!"

"No one in this world can hurt her!"

"Unless I die."

After saying this, Yun Feng's mind gradually returned, and his eyes once again looked at the drop of blood.

This time, there was no more awe, only endless indifference.

"It's just a small drop of Qilin's blood. Do you really think you are a Qilin?"

"Without the Qilin blood, I, Yun Feng, can still become a god!"

After saying that, Yun Feng stared at the drop of blood without saying anything. His eyes were still cold and he regarded the drop of Qilin blood as garbage.

The drop of Qilin blood seemed to be very arrogant.

Looking at Yun Feng, it continued to release its terrifying power.

But it seemed to have forgotten...In this system space, even if the king of heaven came, Yun Feng could turn his hand to make clouds and rain!

After about five minutes, Yun Feng took a look at the drop of blood, and then turned around and left without any nostalgia.

Just as he was about to leave the system space.

Yun Feng heard the voice behind him....There is a very urgent...Kirin's voice.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised

"Fight me, be tender"...............

At the same time.

In the director's office on the ninth floor of the Yuncheng official building.

The office that originally had two people now has three people.

Naturally, it was Song Jianhui, Wang Ziling, and Bingbing who had just come in.

Looking at the two people in front of her, Bingbing only knew Song Jianhui, and the other one might also be the official leader, so she didn't know him.

Bingbing didn't hesitate and bowed to Song Jianhui immediately.

"Thank you for taking care of me, Director!"

Seeing this scene, Song Jianhui, who had been wearing a cold face, was slightly stunned.

After a while, he smiled bitterly and said

"Bingbing, you...well"

"Director, you don't have to feel sorry for Bingbing. This is what I want to do. I don't regret it.

Bingbing said with a smile, her eyes full of determination.

At this time, Wang Ziling suddenly interrupted and said

"As a professional host, do you know what you are doing?"

"It's an official live broadcast. How many people are watching? I don't need to remind you, right?"

Bingbing nodded blankly.

"It seems you know"

"Have you ever thought about the impact of doing this?"

"It doesn’t matter to you, but what about the Yuncheng officials?"

"I want to remind you that Weibo Cloud City has been destroyed."

Wang Ziling said, staring at Bingbing with a cold look. She looked at Bingbing with a pale face and a look of endless apology, but she didn't show any regret.

"Do you really have no regrets at all?"

After a long while, she mustered up the courage to raise her head.

"sorry"

"If I don't speak up for Yun Feng, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

"Is this your answer?"

Bingbing nodded seriously.

"Director, thank you."

After saying that, he was about to leave.

At this time, Wang Ziling's voice sounded again.

"How about following me?"

"Song Jianhui, except for his vision, everything else is rubbish, you shouldn’t be in this little temple."

Song Jianhui:??