"But you haven't evolved to the point of being too outrageous. I originally thought you would say, 'You are just officially getting single now? The process is later than me'." Mo Qiuran's next sentence froze the smile in Chu Zihang's eyes again.

Well, the husky that used to be back is not entirely a good thing.

"I admit that I had done something wrong before, but now I've realized it and am ready to start making up for it."

Mo Qiuran lay on his bed, leaning against the head of the bed, curiously asked, "There is no shame for him." After all, with his personality, he never did anything to rely on his own identity.

"What exactly do you feel about Natsumi? I mean, to exclude my influence, and her possible identity?"

Chu Zihang was silent. This time, his silence was not because he habitually didn't want to answer, but because he really didn't know how to answer and what kind of content he should answer.

A little confused mood appeared in his eyes, and his mind began to think according to what Mo Qiuran said. What choice would he make if the plan Mo Qiuran had formulated at the beginning and the ignorance of Xia Mi's identity were excluded?

If Chu Zihang could definitely get the answer instantly before all this happened, that is, he would not be close to it...

Because he always believed that his current life was exchanged for Chu Tianjiao's sacrifice, and he was destined to seek revenge in the future, and that was almost no different from seeking death... Before Mo Qiuran showed his strength and before Odin died.

At that time, Chu Zihang would never have the intention to involve any relationship with any girl...at least he thought so himself.

But now it's different.

Odin is dead and Chu Tianjiao survived. Chu Zihang was actually a little confused these days because he didn't know what his future goals were.

For three years before this, he had always made killing Odin his life goal, because he believed that he would die on the sprint towards the gods, but now everything is over and he is still alive.

At this time, Xia Mi pulled him around and interacted with him.

Habits have always been a rather terrible force because they are linked to time, and everything related to time can make people's lives change drastically.

Even Chu Zihang vaguely guessed before, he knew that Xia Mi might not be a human... But there are some things that you can always be guarded against if you want to be careful.

No matter how you say Chu Zihang is also a young boy... Facial paralysis does not mean that he has no emotional fluctuations, so it should be called a robot.

So when Mo Qiuran asked about this topic, Chu Zihang was confused. He didn't know how he should answer, nor did he know what his attitude towards Xia Mi now, or he vaguely knew, but he was unwilling to admit it, and just subconsciously escaped.

This is different from sword. Sword only needs to cut everything out without moving forward. At least in the only kendo classes he has learned, the young teacher Gong taught him this way, but now there is a lively, cute, soft and fragrant beautiful girl in front of him!

So although Chu Zihang's heart sword was not soft or rusted, it was almost the same... at least hesitation was certain.

"Ah, there is no need to answer. Since you don't answer, I roughly understand what you think! I didn't expect that you, a strong-browed and big-eyed, are also strange seniors who covet their juniors!" Mo Qiuran saw Chu Zihang's expression and shook his eyes at him and smiled.

"I just..." Chu Zihang felt that he needed to give a small explanation for his innocence.

"Just greedy for your body? I didn't expect you to be such a senior! I did not read you wrongly, I deserve to be like me... Waiting for something wrong, it seems like I was wrong."

Mo Qiuran coughed lightly and said, "Ahem, in short, the Nibelungen in the bj subway station is probably the hometown of Xia Mi. In other words, by then, basically everything will be put on the surface."

Hearing this, Chu Zihang couldn't help but feel nervous. He knew that this day would come eventually, but he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly.

"But I have a solution! But before that, I need to determine what Xia Mi's attitude towards you, so tomorrow..." Mo Qiuran said, "I have to act in a play."

Before Chu Zihang could speak, Mo Qiuran waved his hand and said.

"It's okay, I know you have poor acting skills, so you just follow your original ones and just have to perform your expressionless face, but the personality of the inner courtesy goblin is fine!"

Chu Zihang: "..."

I really don’t have a goblin!

Although I do hear some news occasionally... I can't blame me even if I have ears! Can I still block it?

As for poor acting skills... kidding, have I ever had this thing?

...

At the same time, Lu Mingfei is "sighting his home".

“To three.”

"I can't afford it."

“???”

Old Tang, who had just shown a smile about to win, and Lu Mingfei, who was about to face failure, looked at the handsome little boy beside him at the same time.

The eyes were filled with shock, unbelievable, with surprise and excitement.

The former belongs to Lao Tang, while the latter belongs to Lu Mingfei.

"I can't afford to be 3, what's wrong with you?" Old Tang couldn't help asking.

The problem is that if it's just because two single cards are left, that's fine, but the problem is that Samson has never played a card since the beginning.

Lao Tang doesn’t believe that all his cards are single cards, and they are even higher than three!

Originally, Old Tang thought that Samson was fighting against the landlord Lu Mingfei, who fought to the death, and then cleaned up the mess, so he also cooperated with all the methods, and played Lu Mingfei's cards in a 70% or 80% way, and finally played a pair of 3 for Samson to play a big card and crush Lu Mingfei to death, and then he finished it all... This is a very common tactic in Landlords.

Unexpectedly, the previous progress was quite in line with expectations. As a result, when the pair of 3 was paired up, Samson was just unprotected!

That's outrageous!

Samson was so scared that his little hand holding a hand of cards was trembling slightly, his big eyes were quickly filled with mist, and he answered stammeringly, looking like he was about to cry at any time: "I, I... I don't dare to play cards!"

"What's there to be that I dare not play? Just use the big card to eat my cards and crush him to death, and then play all the cards out!" Old Tang was so angry that he was not strong enough.

Samson: "!!!"

"I dare not, I dare not!" His little head suddenly shook like a wavy drum.

After all, he knew very well what the two people sitting here were. Even if he just wanted him to play cards, he would never dare to say that he was slightly overwhelmed. That was absolutely usurpation!

Not to mention eating the cards on his king... Wouldn't he want to deceive the king??!

horrible!

This card called "Doudizhu" is really terrible!

"What's so afraid of this? Didn't you say you would fight against Landlords before?!" Old Tang was confused, but Samson's expression made it difficult for him to continue to scold him. Otherwise, he was really worried that the child would cry. What if he did this, wouldn't he be charged with bullying the child?

So I had to change the subject.

"I... I know how to fight landlords, but I'm not this fight landlord..." Samson murmured quietly.

In fact, he didn't stay in Baidi City all the time. He would go out every once in a while to see the changes that took place everywhere and the social situation at that time, and prepare for his return to the king.

Just about a few decades ago, he couldn't help but turn into a human form and ran out again. He experienced a lot in those days... and when he came back with a lot of insight and emotion, he found that his king, Norton, had hatched and disappeared.

At that time, Samson almost scared him to death, and then he never dared to go out again and kept guarding the remaining King Constantine.

Who knew that the development of things was so magical? Samson still couldn't understand why the king and the emperor sat together in such a harmonious manner.

Maybe it is to replace the battle between swords and swords with such a murderous way? If this is understood, it would be really good, but what is going on with this kind of activity yourself!

Of course Samson didn't dare to come out, so he didn't dare to do it, the king of the previous family... He didn't dare to move, hey!

So he could only look at the still brass jar beside him with anticipation, hoping that Constantine would hatch early, so that he would no longer have to suffer such torture.

...

At the same time, the research room is not far from this room.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I will go to a happy principal meeting in a while. I still remember the last time I held a school director meeting so frequently or... the last time." Anger asked with a cup of steaming coffee, "So what are you going to do when you call?"

"Listen to you, it's like listening to another word." The old cowboy picked up Gangniel in his hand and flew for a moment. "No kidding, I know you have always arranged all this. Are you sure that these current situations are also within your arrangement?"

"If I had such ability, my old friend, then those dragon tribes would have disappeared long ago." Anger shook his head.

"Of course this is not within my plan. In fact, my plan has been completely broken and cannot be implemented again. The existence of a deal that has changed its mind due to various factors... But at present, it seems like a good thing."

"Yes, it's just a soldier who has solved a God King, and has obtained such precious spoils and more derivative benefits... When did it become so easy to kill dragons?" said the old cowboy.

"And so many dragon kings are gathered here... I can't even imagine what the next step will be."

"I thought you would cry and shout and say you would come back," Angers said.

"Hey, hey, that's a disguise, do you understand? It's just a form that is expressed to cover up the true emotions in your heart!"

The old cowboy began to argue for her reputation not to be harmed: "Besides, if you are put here, you will probably be more excited than me! So many dragon kings are here!"

"What you said makes sense." Anghe nodded, "so the purpose of your call is..."

"When I was studying Odin masks, I discovered something. This kind of thing is not unique, but rather it is like a standard alchemy tool that can be mass-made and applied at the same time."

The old cowboy subconsciously lowered his voice and his face became serious, "Your guess is very likely to be correct... I have known how many things happened like Chu Tianjiao. In other words, I don't know how many such people have been replaced in the world we know."

"…Odin's death will not cause all this to disappear, right?" Angers asked.

"Of course not. This is not maintained by Odin's Word Spirit effect. Otherwise, Odin would not have to do anything all day long and just lie in bed and wait to be drained. This change is almost permanent... and those who have been replaced and transformed will not even know their own identities."

The old cowboy said slowly: "You should know that some dragons do not even know that they are dragons before awakening. They only think that they are simply humans, but after awakening and becoming dragons, all their parts as humans will be swallowed."

"I have started to prevent this." Anghe nodded, "the investigation of the first batch of important personnel is underway."

"As soon as possible, I just feel a little... terrifying, this silent infiltration seems to change the perception of everyone in the world." said the old cowboy, "Although Odin is dead, he cannot guarantee that the remains he has left behind and there is no ongoing conspiracy."

...

Capital International Airport.

An Arab in casual clothes carrying a small black suitcase smiled and nodded to the instructor at the door. Even though he was both male and had no special habits, the instructor couldn't help but stop breathing for a moment. His handsome appearance was not only affected by women.

Abdullah Abbas, after spending the shortest time to become familiar with this human society, the first thing he did was to come here.

"My stupid brother always wants to use those unbearable mixed races to fight the great existence... but I always think he is wrong. The great king was killed on his throne because he had the same existence as me to fight together. It's a pity that each had his own ulterior motives."
To be continued...