"Why did you bring me to see the Demon Eye King? I don't think I have any deep connection with the Demon Eye Heaven King." Zhang Yuanqing expressed doubts.

The purpose of the Demon Eye Heavenly King coming to Songhai is to hunt and kill the Palace Master, and Yuanshi Tianzun is just an addition.

The magic eye has no reason to "go after him".

Fu Qingyang said indifferently: "Elder Dog asked about the details of the Chu family's extermination case, and the magic eye made a condition to see you by name. You can rest assured about safety issues. He is imprisoned in the zoo and his skills are blocked. Elder Dog will also Watching."

Want to see me by name? He De and He Neng, the Heavenly Venerable, can make Master Magic Eye take such a fancy to Zhang Yuanqing and ponder for a moment: "If my safety can be guaranteed, then I can go to see him."

The details of the Chu family's extermination attracted him.

That stinky bitch of the Palace Master is thinking about the past when the Chu family was exterminated.

Although Crazy Critic often teased him, he was actually kind to him. With such an opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing felt that he should try it.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuanqing put on a peaked cap and a mask, and went out quietly.

Forty minutes later, I took a taxi and arrived outside Fujiawan Villa.

An extended version of the luxury car has long been waiting at the gate of the villa complex.

The car door slid open slowly, Zhang Yuanqing approached quickly and got into the car.

Fu Qingyang, dressed in a white suit and with a handsome short ponytail, sat on a soft leather chair with a blank expression on his face.

"Centurion!"

Zhang Yuanqing greeted and inspected the luxurious interior of the carriage.

Fu Qingyang has many cars, this one is one of the few he knows the price of, and the landing price is between 700 and 9 million.

Car refrigerator, large and comfortable seats, a small table between the two seats, cigar cutters, gun lighters, goblets, etc., soft blankets under the feet, curtains on the windows, chairs With the back leaning down, it is a soft and comfortable bed.

The handsome rich young master was playing with a round cigar in his hand, and said, "Let's go!"

The luxury car starts and accelerates smoothly, so smooth that people can deeply feel the gap between luxury cars and economical cars.

Fu Qingyang picked up the drilled cigar cutter on the small table, cut off the round end with a click, and handed it over: "One?"

Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand: "I don't smoke, nor do I smoke cigars."

He doesn't dislike smoking, he just thinks that at his age, he is struggling to express his sorrows for writing new words, and it's not yet time for smoking to relieve his depression.

The only time he smoked was when Kou Beiyue and Kou Beiyue came out of the house of the security chief whose name he had forgotten.

Fu Qingyang sneered: "If you don't know how to smoke cigars, how can you be the son-in-law of my Fu family and my cousin-in-law of Fu Qingyang?"

"!!!"

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing didn't know what expression to use to face Fu Qingyang's sneer, so he lost expression altogether.

Fu Qingyang bit his cigar and looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhang Yuanqing understood, quickly picked up the spray gun lighter on the small table, and lit it for the boss.

Fu Qingyang took down the cigar, watched his confidant Ma Zai light the cigar for himself, and said slowly:

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