The old clapper said:

"Within half a month, I will find a way to get you to leave the spiritual realm and serve Yuanshi Tianzun. I owe him a favor as a teacher, and he will be in danger soon. You have to protect him. I won't be with you about the jade coffin." You care about it."

Princess Yinyao stood dumbfounded on the spot.

Fujia Bay.

It was daylight, it was half past five, half an hour before the bunny girl started working, Zhang Yuanqing went directly to the door of the master bedroom on the third floor, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

Fu Qingyang has a bad problem, the young master is too sick, and the rules are strict, the bunny girls don't dare to disturb him during the rest time, for fear of being reprimanded.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to embarrass them either.

The bunny girls who lived in the guest room on the same floor opened the door sleepily, looked around, saw Yuanshi Tianzun, and shrank back silently.

Ten seconds later, the door of the master bedroom opened automatically, and a puppet in armor stood "indifferently" at the door, and said in a voice of "I really want to kill you":

"Why don't you call."

It's right next door, so it's faster to make a phone call. Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Boss, I have seen my mother, and I have something important to report."

"Go to the study and wait!" Fu Qingyang's cold voice came from the armor doll.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a low voice: "I think it's best to talk now."

The tone of "I really want to kill you" changed to "I plan to listen first, and then consider whether to kill you", saying:

"Come in! Wait in the outer hall."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately entered the bedroom and looked around. Behind the door is a spacious outer hall with high-end reception sofas and coffee tables in the center. There are cigar cabinets, wine cabinets, refrigerators, and bonsai on the walls. Antique porcelain, facing the bedroom door is the oriel window, and a large desk is placed in front of the window.

The outer hall can also be regarded as a study room, but Fu Qingyang rarely receives subordinates here, it should be used to receive relatives and friends.

Zhang Yuanqing sat down by the sofa. Ten minutes later, after washing, Fu Qingyang, whose hair was combed meticulously, wore a clean white suit, and opened the door of the inner hall.

He still has the burden of being an idol, Zhang Yuanqing slandered inwardly.

"What's the matter!" Fu Qingyang's face was stern.

Probably because there were too many experiences of being woken up by his phone calls in the middle of the night. Although Fu Qingyang was not very happy, he felt that this kind of thing was normal.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't make a fool of himself, and went straight to the point:

"Your Majesty, tell me that Master Chunyang is not dead yet."

As soon as he finished speaking half a sentence, he saw Fu Qingyang's face froze for a moment, and then his pupils shrank. Although he recovered quickly, his face became extremely serious.

Fu Qingyang quickly entered the office state, and the displeasure in his heart dissipated. He walked quickly to the sofa and sat down, staring at his confidants with burning eyes:

"Retell what she said in detail."

Zhang Yuanqing told Fu Qingyang exactly what the old clapper said.

A dominator-level day-traveling god who also has the skills of illusionists. He is insane and becomes a demon. He only eats spiritual realm walkers and is not bound by moral values. As confident as Fu Qingyang, he was also in a trance for a few seconds, and then he couldn't sit still.

"The nature of this matter is enough to hold a meeting of ten elders." Fu Qingyang furrowed his brows vigorously, "The matter of the Dionysus Club has not been resolved yet, and another Chunyang headmaster has appeared. This year is really eventful." JrNovels.com