Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

Under Mo Qiuran's somewhat dull eyes, a well-mannered young man in a suit and tie climbed directly into the cab of the excavator, then skillfully started the excavator and drove the truck, and began to dig the soil at the place where Mo Qiuran and Jiude Mai left traces of the battle. The operation was smooth and without any delay. The excavated soil was directly poured into the plastic boxes lined up by the young men in suits, and pressed. Then, the young men in suits moved the filled plastic boxes into the truck. The whole process was extremely smooth and did not even require anyone to direct it, as if they had practiced such things many times!

"According to the director's instructions, we will transport all the soil by plane," the man continued, "Madam, your plane is also ready at the airport. If necessary, you can take off directly."

……

"Mint, what does it mean by mint? I'm afraid it's a money harvester!" After getting in the car, Mo Qiuran couldn't help but sigh, "It's great to have money!"

“Then you don’t choose money?” Jiude Mai began to take off her clothes, revealing her beautiful figure and fair skin. She stopped halfway and glared at Mo Qiuran, “Still looking?!”

"I don't choose money because it's not necessary. As long as I have enough money, I will choose what I need most." Mo Qiuran didn't look away at all. "Look, you can't miss the meat. You are still very beautiful. Just don't turn into what you were before. That would be really ugly."

"I'm really beginning to believe that you know nothing about the world of dragons and half-bloods." Jiude Mai was helpless about Mo Qiuran's rogue behavior. Perhaps she wanted to get back at him, so she simply took off her clothes until she was left with only her underwear.

"Is that what a dragon looks like?" Mo Qiuran said subconsciously. His mind was now filled with two words - [so white] and [so big]!

"Or what? Dragons... that's how it is. You'll know when I hand over the information to you later," Jiude Mai slowly put on her clothes, and suddenly changed into a charming tone, with seductive eyes. The sunlight shone in from the window, casting on her delicate and beautiful face, tempting and intoxicating, "Does it look good?"

"It looks nice. It would look even better if you didn't wear it." Mo Qiuran commented.

"You wish!" Jiude Mai's face changed immediately.

"I knew you were setting up a honey trap!" Mo Qiuran's face also changed.

Jiude Mai was out of temper. She couldn't win the argument in the first place, and her seduction by beauty was purely a benefit for Mo Qiuran. She couldn't beat him either. To sum it up, she was controlled by Mo Qiuran in all aspects.

……

"The problem this time is my fault," said the man.

"Boss, there are always some surprises. Who could have known that this guy would have two Word Spirits, and unprecedented coexistence of different species?" Su Enxi comforted, "Fortunately, the final result is not bad."

"Unprecedented? No, it's not." The man paused, "It's not that there has never been a dragon in history who can use the words of two factions at the same time."

"This..." Su Enxi was silent, because she had already thought of who the existence the boss was talking about corresponded to, but she didn't dare to believe it, "Is it possible?"

"That supreme being, the King of Bronze and Fire, the King of Earth and Mountains, the King of Ocean and Water, the King of Sky and Wind all come from Him, so all power belongs to Him, and He can naturally use all the Words... But that boy can't be Him, the Black King Nidhogg." The boss said calmly, "Now I'm not sure what that boy is... You made a good decision, cooperate first and find a chance to get his blood. I can't enter his spirit, at least... not now."

"What if he showed more abilities later?" Su Enxi asked, "More, from other factions?"

"Do you think he might be a descendant of the Black King?" the boss asked.

Su Enxi was speechless.

"That's impossible," the boss said. "Absolutely impossible."

Chapter 45: The most beautiful girl in the universe

"Sister Tang."

The door of the barber shop was pushed open, and the wind chimes hanging on the door frame rang along with the boy's call. Unlike the crisp and cheerful sound of the wind chimes, the boy's call revealed obvious tiredness.

Tang Zi looked towards the door and saw Mo Qiuran, the boy who seemed to be extremely energetic all the time, but now it looked like he could hardly open his eyes. He had a forced smile on his face and was holding a sky blue ice blade.

"What's going on?" Tang Zi came to Mo Qiuran.

"I had a fight with someone," Mo Qiuran forced his eyelids open, "Can I borrow a place to sleep and recuperate?"

"You remembered to come to me after the fight?" Tang Zi glared at Mo Qiuran, took the ice blade from his hand, supported him, and led him towards the stairs.

"Of course you have to fight first. If you can't win, then come to you, Sister Tang." Mo Qiuran winked playfully.

"You have the nerve to come to me when you can't beat me?" Tang Zi laughed angrily.

"Fortunately, we fought this time," Mo Qiuran thankfully said, "otherwise no one would dare to come."

"That's enough. You're so tired but still so naughty." Tang Zi took Mo Qiuran upstairs in a bad mood and pressed him on the sofa.

"Can I sleep on the bed?" Mo Qiuran looked eagerly at the lounge on the side.

"Wait until you can beat me." Tang Zi rolled her eyes.

"Let's start working hard now!" Mo Qiuran looked full of fighting spirit.

"Go to sleep!" Tang Zi directly reached out and pressed Mo Qiuran's eyes, so that he had no choice but to close his eyes.

Mo Qiuran stopped talking. When he reached a safe place, he relaxed. The fatigue that he had been resisting suddenly came over him like a tide. In just a few tens of seconds, his breathing began to become slow and long.

Tang Zi noticed this and moved her hand away, looking at Mo Qiuran who had his eyes closed.

The descriptions in words seem so pale and powerless under such a face. After closing her peach blossom eyes, Mo Qiuran's sleeping posture is as peaceful as Sleeping Beauty, which is completely different from her usual crazy and funny style.

Maybe this is the real him.

Tang Zi's hands were suspended in the air, drawing his eyebrows, nose bridge, lip shape... Finally, she couldn't help but opened her mouth and said a word silently.

After a long time, Tang Zi closed the door carefully without making any sound.

When he turned around...his face was already cold and frosty!

She went to the first floor, hung a sign saying "Closed for Business" on the door, and then picked up the ice blade that Mo Qiuran brought.

After experiencing such a great battle, the ice blade did not show any deformation or holes, let alone melting. The curve was smooth as if it was formed in one piece, and there was no chill at all when holding it in the hand!

If someone else saw it, they might think it was a plastic sword or something...but Tang Zi was different.

"Extremely cold..." Tang Zi whispered.

As her jade hand gently stroked the ice blade, Tang Zi's bright eyes were already filled with burning golden pupils, shining like the sun!

As the golden eyes lit up, the incredibly tough ice blade seemed to have broken the balance of some extreme state. In an instant, a terrifying chill burst out, as if to turn everything around into ice!

But this terrifying chill was tamed the moment it bloomed. They entered a territory, and then obeyed the call of the king of the territory. They were incredibly docile, and gradually spread out to the outside world bit by bit. So the residents nearby suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing from somewhere in the hot weather, and they sighed in comfort.

Range: 100 meters!

During this process, Tang Zi moved. She took out her cell phone with her left hand, and continued to stroke the ice blade with her right hand to dissolve it. This terrifying control power, which was enough to rank among the top three among hybrids, seemed to come easily to her.

"Is there any major case recently, such as a mixed-blood hit-and-run?" Tang Zi said calmly after the call was connected, "Give me a detailed file, it will be useful."

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned when he heard this, and then said something cautiously.

"That thing has shrunk for so many years and hasn't come out. These few days won't make a difference."

After Tang Zi finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

At this moment, the ice blade in her hand finally melted and dissipated completely.

……

Mo Qiuran was awakened by a fragrance.

The aroma of food.

He opened his eyes and took two deep sniffs at the first moment.

"What a nice smell!" Mo Qiuran exclaimed.

"Smells good, right?" Tang Zi was a little proud.

"This quilt smells so good!" Mo Qiuran buried his head in the quilt that had been covering him at some point.

"You are a pervert!" Tang Zi put down the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, rushed over and took away the quilt.

"I was wrong. It's just that the food smells so good!" Mo Qiuran quickly changed his words.

"You mean my quilt doesn't smell good?" Tang Zi gave a dangerous look.

"Uh..." Mo Qiuran started to think about the right words with his still fuzzy mind. "As the ancients said, beauty is a feast to the eyes. Similarly, the fragrance of a beautiful woman is also a feast to the eyes. I woke up hungry when I smelled the fragrance of delicious food just now. In order not to starve to death, I smelled the fragrance on the quilt to temporarily forget my hunger!"

"Oh, then just hold on to the quilt and don't eat." Tang Zi threw the quilt back to Mo Qiuran and pretended to take away the food.

"Wait... wait!" Mo Qiuran stopped him immediately. "The ancients also said that spiritual food is valuable, but materialism tells us that we still need to eat to avoid starving to death."

"What kind of ancient person is this?" Tang Zi had an expression that said, "I'll just watch you make it up."

"Ahem... This is an ancient European man, his last name was Shuode and his given name was Wojciech. He was a great philosopher at that time, and many of his words are still circulating today." Mo Qiuran spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

"Then do you know that the great philosopher Wojciech Schoeder actually once said that a person will not die of hunger if he does not eat for a day?" Tang Zi said with a sneer.

"No, no, no, Sister Tang, I was wrong!" Mo Qiuran simply admitted his mistake.

Anyway, this is the ending many times, and it has become a habit.

"What's wrong?" Tang Zi asked.

"My mistake is... I didn't inform the most beautiful girl in the universe before going on the adventure?" Mo Qiuran smiled awkwardly.

"Sigh..." Tang Zi couldn't hold back her laughter and rolled her eyes, "Go get the bowl and chopsticks yourself!"

"Okay, okay~" Mo Qiuran was overjoyed and hurried to get out two pairs of bowls and chopsticks... He naturally noticed that there were only a few dishes on the table but no bowls and chopsticks.

……

After wolfing down the meal, Mo Qiuran leaned back on the sofa contentedly.

"You want me to wash the dishes for you after you finish eating?" Tang Zi stared at him, her eyes looking as if she was thinking about where to start cutting.

"I'll go right away!" Mo Qiuran stood up suddenly. After a nap to replenish his spirit and a meal to replenish his energy, he finally recovered to his peak condition again.

"Stop, go later," Tang Zi pushed him back to the sofa with one hand, moved a chair to sit in front of him, crossed his legs lazily, but a dangerous aura lingered all over his body, "Tell me?"

Chapter 46: Brother, do you have any children?

"I am devoted to you, Sister Tang, and I have no other thoughts at all..." said Mo Qiuran.

"Stop," Tang Zi called out, "It's not this."

"Your beauty reminds me of a poem: There is no beauty more beautiful than this one in the world; a beauty that pleases the eyes is a beauty; a beauty that captivates the whole country, astounds everyone in the world." Mo Qiuran said.

"This poem sounds good, but this is not what I want to hear." This time Tang Zi waited until Mo Qiuran finished speaking before speaking.

"you……"

"Think it over carefully," Tang Zi narrowed his eyes, and the dangerous aura became stronger, "Three times is the limit."

"Someone sneaked into my room and I discovered him, so I chased him and had a fight with him, then I won and demanded compensation." Mo Qiuran finished speaking in one breath.

"Didn't you kill anyone?" Sister Tang asked.

"No, no, how could a socialist successor like me do something that violates the law!" Mo Qiuran straightened his back and looked like "I'm a good boy."

"Kill if you need to," Tang Zi said, "but you should also be sensible."

"The main reason is that the other party didn't seem to want to kill me at the beginning. Plus, I was almost exhausted at the time. If I killed her, I would probably fall unconscious there. If she had teammates nearby, I would be in danger." Mo Qiuran nodded.

"Don't you want me to help you vent your anger?" Tang Zi asked.

"No, no, we can barely consider it a cooperative relationship now. There is a very powerful organization behind her, which should be helpful to me in the future." Mo Qiuran said, scratching his head.

"Just make your own plans," Tang Zi said softly, "Don't trust others easily. Some people may not betray you just because the benefits are not enough."

"I understand, I understand!" Mo Qiuran nodded, "I only trust Sister Tang!"

"And your best buddy who sits at the same table with you?" Tang Zi smiled teasingly.

"It's different." Mo Qiuran raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, his eyes burning.

The atmosphere around him suddenly began to change in a certain direction, becoming so thick that it was hard to breathe.

"You are just such a naughty boy, just such a naughty boy!" Tang Zi's way of breaking the deadlock was simple. She simply leaned forward, twisted the soft flesh on Mo Qiuran's waist and then rotated it. Since the last time she attacked this place, she no longer twisted Mo Qiuran's ears.

"Ah! It hurts! I was wrong!" Mo Qiuran admitted his mistakes repeatedly.

"Hmph!" Tang Zi then moved the chair away and sat on the other side of the sofa, then took a brown paper file bag from the side and threw it to Mo Qiuran.

"What is this?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"I originally thought that you would understand some things naturally after you went to Kassel College, and the people there would teach you. The first college for mixed-bloods is not in vain, and the faculty is strong enough to allow you to grow, so that you can live an ordinary and relaxing life for the last period of time. But I didn't expect that you would be involved in such a thing so quickly, plus that knife... It seems that your bloodline level and control over the Word Spirit are much higher than I thought."

Tang Zi glanced at Mo Qiuran with complicated eyes and said softly, "Some roads still need you to walk on your own, so I won't interfere with your decision, but I can give you the opportunity to gain some experience in advance."

"Actually, I..." Mo Qiuran opened his mouth to say something.

"Everyone has secrets. Don't tell them even to the people you trust the most," Tang Zi said. "You would have told me what you should have told me a long time ago, right?"

"Yes." Mo Qiuran nodded.

"Then don't tell me. I will know it when it's time for me to know it," Tang Zi said, "just like you will know my secret when it's time for you to know it."

"Actually, I don't mind if you tell me now." Mo Qiuran instantly perked up.

"You're still being naughty, aren't you?" Tang Zi pretended to twist it.

"No, no," Mo Qiuran shook his head repeatedly, picked up the brown paper bag and changed the subject, "So what's in it?"