Domineering: The President is not a human being

Chapter 164 Yu Xiao and Chong Mo

In the dusk of the pupil world, the sky is a beautiful and dreamy purple blue.

If the Peach Blossom Forest is the forbidden zone of death for the fox world, then the lavender field at dusk is the place of death for the pupil world.

The sea of ​​purple-blue lavender flowers against the purple-blue sky is ethereally beautiful, but many people don't know that the deadly danger is hidden behind this stunning beauty.

The sea of ​​flowers at dusk will emit a highly poisonous mist silently, which will make people dizzy and lose their ability to move. When hallucinations appear, it is the beginning of a nightmare. After the nightmare, the only thing waiting for the intruder is death. despair.

But the center of this sea of ​​death is the residence of the pupil clan royal family.

Like the peach blossom in the fox world, lavender is only called by the human world. Here it has no fixed name. It is named after the reigning ruler of the Tong clan. Every time the kingship changes, it is the day when the flower name changes. hour.

At this time, a man in a blue shirt stood with his hands behind his back in the blue-purple flower sea. He had short white hair over his ears and a light blue earring on his right earlobe, which was elegant and elegant.

There was a person standing behind him, his appearance was covered by a black robe, and it was vaguely recognizable as a man from his figure.

"Chong Mo, how is the pupil circle during my absence?" The man in the blue shirt reached out and picked off the small purple-blue flower next to him, and gently played with it in his hand, "Does this flower have a new name?"

The man called Chongmo bowed slightly, "Because of Shaojun's disappearance, this flower has not had a name for hundreds of years."

The man in the blue shirt raised his lips and smiled, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his strange eyes, "Is there no one coveting that position?"

"On the contrary, it might be better to say that there are too many coveted people." Chong Mo explained respectfully, "After you disappeared, soon there were rumors that Yu Xiaojun died in the human world, and the major factions began to fight openly and secretly. , just because the teams are evenly matched, so far we haven’t been able to tell the winner.”

"Then let them fight for a while longer." The blue-shirted man turned around and looked at Chong Mo with a smile, "Don't let the news of my return be leaked for the time being. I'm afraid I'll be dead in their eyes for a while longer."

This man in the blue shirt is Lan Ziming. His real name is Yu Xiao, and he takes the word Yu Xiao from Yu Xiao Fei Lian, which represents the most noble status in the Tong clan.

"What? You still want to leave?" Chong Mo's face darkened under the black robe.

"Well, there are still some unfinished business in the human world." Lan Ziming nodded.

"Is there anything more important than seizing the throne?" Chong Mo asked excitedly.

Lan Ziming raised his hand to cover Chong Mo's shoulders, soothing his emotions, "The time to seize the throne is not yet, use this time to organize our people, and wait for me to come back."

"You mean..." Chong Mo's face, which had been dimmed, brightened up again.

"I will definitely win the throne of the pupil clan." Lan Ziming raised his eyes, looking awe-inspiringly at the center of the sea of ​​blue-purple flowers.

"Follow the emperor's order." Chong Mo took off the hat of his long robe, knelt down on one knee, and gave Lan Ziming the highest salute of the pupil clan.

"Chongmo, I told you that we don't need so much politeness when we're just two of us." Lan Ziming lifted Chongmo, hooked him by the shoulder, and suddenly laughed heartily, "I've finally finished my business, but I'm suffocated." me."

"Shaojun really hasn't changed at all." Chong Mo bent his mouth unconsciously, not knowing when, his smile only exists for this man.

He is Shaojun Yuxiao's personal attendant, and also Shaojun's only playmate when he was a child.

In the eyes of outsiders, their relationship is like brotherhood, but no one knows that he has a strange feeling for the young master who is also a man.

The sea of ​​flowers blown by the breeze suddenly became a bit more chilling.

"Chong Mo, someone is coming, I'll dodge first." The voice came from a few steps away, Lan Ziming waved his hand to Chong Mo, his figure gradually became transparent in the air. ． ． ． ． ．
(End of this chapter)