Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

"Don't worry, my lord, this subordinate hereby swears, if there is even the slightest intention of betraying your lord, the sky will be thundered, and your soul will be wiped out!" Wu Mingshuo raised his hand, reached out and touched his chest, spurting out blood from his heart, and then turned into Forbid the blood cells and send them to Zhao Yang.

"Wu Mingshuo, you are all my dead brothers, how can I, Zhao Yang, not believe you?" Zhao Yang pushed the blood ball back, and then shouted with a straight face.

"My lord, Zhongzhou is prosperous and prosperous. I run for my lord and meet countless arrogant people. Although my subordinates are determined, I dare not say that they must not be arrogant." Wu Mingshuo said loudly, holding his hard work in both hands. .

"My lord, keep your hard work in your hands, so that I, Wu Mingshuo, can understand that everything I have is given by you." After speaking, Wu Mingshuo knelt on the ground, only holding the ball of hard work on his head.

"Hey, okay," Zhao Yang sighed softly, put away the small ball, and helped Wu Mingshuo up, "Don't worry, my wish, Zhao Yang, is to seek the avenue of longevity with all brothers, and it will never change."

"Don't worry, my lord, all the brothers will swear to follow and help you to become enlightened." Wu Mingshuo clasped his fists and said loudly.

Zhao Yang nodded and changed the subject: "How about going to Zhongzhou?"

"Returning to my lord, after we arrived in Zhongzhou, we stopped in various ports and cities. Brother Yu has already found several places where we can buy restaurants and inquire about news for your lord."

Wu Mingshuo didn't dare to neglect at this time, and reported all the itinerary of his party after arriving in Zhongzhou in detail.

They log in in the form of a business group, trade in various places along the way, and inquire about news from various places along the way.

Most of what they heard was the news on the surface. For example, Xizhou hadn't really connected with Zhongzhou at this time, and there was a big monster blocking the way.

Also regarding Nanhuang, most of Zhongzhou's intentions are that they are ready to give up, and feel that there is no need to continue fighting.

And the next move of Yaozu has attracted much attention.

According to many sects in Zhongzhou, the Yaozu is very likely to return to Xizhou.But there are also sects who say that the monster race may invade the Northern Territory.

Zhao Yang nodded. These ideas are just speculations of the human race. The specifics depend on the thoughts of the monster race.

It seems that we still need to ask Guan Quan to find out more information.

The pirate fleet led by Guan Quan will directly deal with the monster race, so it is much easier to inquire about the news.

"About the matter of the Yaozu, if you have definite news, you can report it alone." Zhao Yang instructed.

"Let Yu Youren build the restaurant. As for the business group, you are separated and do not belong to each other."

"Also, your side mainly sells the special products of the Southern Wilderness, and the base will provide them to you, as well as the special products of Xizhou and the Northern Territory, and I will provide them to you, so that you can make the business group famous as soon as possible." Zhao Yang It was discovered that with the game world as a transfer, he could completely let him play around the continents.

"The subordinates understand that they will set up a firm after they return." Wu Mingshuo nodded, clasped his fists and said, "My lord, please give the firm a name."

Zhao Yang pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Let's call it 'Tianxia Pavilion'. One day, the commercial bank will control the world's business channels, and branches will be opened in all states."

"Okay, then it's called Tianxia Pavilion." Wu Mingshuo showed excitement on his face.

The more thoughtful Zhao Yang is, the more opportunities for those who follow him to grow up.

Zhao Yang named the firm "Tianxia Pavilion", which means that his ambition is so great that he can tolerate Tianxuan Tianxia.Such a master is worth following.

When Wu Mingshuo left, Zhao Yang looked at the corpses of the dozens of iron guards under his feet, sighed softly, his whole body was shaken by the power of black magnetism, and everything around him turned into nothingness.

Then he didn't look at it again, and his figure dissipated in place.He had to kill these iron guards.

These people know a lot of secrets, about the secret realm, about the base of the Southern Wilderness, and the caravans in Zhongzhou.

Zhao Yang can't entrust everyone's lives on these people who have already given birth to a betrayal heart.

Back at Shuangxue Sword Academy, Zhao Yang felt empty and extremely irritable.

Could it be that way when the little girl drew her sword and beheaded those foundation-builder cultivators from the Qingyun Immortal Sect?

Zhao Yang blamed himself for leaving Qing Yunzong's mess to the little girl and let her handle it alone.

The thoughts in his heart suddenly surged up like a tide, making him tremble all over.

Heart demon?
Maybe, maybe not.

He shook his head, and a faint aura appeared around his figure.

A pillar of light flashed in the Qingyun Sect of Xizhou, the back mountain, and the small courtyard where Zhao Yang lived countless miles away.

"warehouse--"

A ray of sword light flew from outside the courtyard, slashed on the beam of light, passed through without the slightest slack.

"Master, senior brother..."

Zuo Ling'er, who was holding a long sword, was stunned for a moment, then ecstatically, she rushed over.

"call--"

The little girl walked through the beam of light without hugging anything.

"Senior brother!" The little girl looked at Zhao Yang in the beam of light in horror, her face turned pale.

"I'm fine, but I'm far away, so I can only see you through the projection." Zhao Yang smiled lightly, and tapped Zuo Ling'er's forehead with his imaginary fingers.

Zuo Ling'er stretched out his hand and patted his chest, and let out a long breath.

Then she saw Zhao Yang staring straight at her.

Zuo Ling'er looked at herself, then turned around again, and asked in doubt: "Senior brother, is there anything different about me?"

"Uh, it's grown up a lot..." Zhao Yang felt that, being able to look at Zuo Ling'er like this, he immediately felt at peace.

"Brother, where are you now? When are you coming back? You..." Zuo Ling'er rolled his eyes, leaned in front of the beam of light, stretched out his hand to pat the illusory Zhao Yang, and a series of questions popped up.

"By the way, have you drank my medicated diet?"

At this time, the little girl was the same as Zhao Yang had seen before, completely different from the unsmiling, decisive Qingyun sect master in the world where the ancient sword originated.

"The medicinal food tastes very good, and the power of the medicine is much thicker." Zhao Yang stretched out his hand and brushed the little girl's hair, although it was just passing through it in an illusion, it still made Zuo Linger's face blush slightly.

Zhao Yang couldn't bear it any longer, and lowered his head slightly, his slightly illusory face slowly moved closer to those delicate red lips.

Zuo Ling'er held her breath, opened her big eyes, watched Zhao Yang's face pressed against her own, as if she could feel his warm breath.

The two are thus separated by countless spaces, between reality and fantasy, conflicting with each other.

After a long time, the two got together, and Zhao Yang told the little girl all his experiences since joining the army.

Especially the tragic killing when stationed on the embankment, the little girl couldn't help covering her mouth, and tears glistened in her eyes.

And when it comes to the Northern Territory where Zhao Yang is now, and the wonderful Frost Snow Sword Academy, the little girl laughed from ear to ear.

Zhao Yang also asked about Zuo Linger's situation in the sect.

The little girl seemed to have opened up the chatterbox, chattering, and began to confide.

Starting from Zhao Yang's descent from the mountain, about Qingyunzong, about Changhe County, and Jinse, Li Yuzhu, all the familiar names and pictures made Zhao Yang have an urge to return to Xizhou immediately.

"Brother, are you really unable to come back?"

Stretching out his hand to brush Zhao Yang's illusory face, Zuo Ling'er pouted.

"The road is long and long, I have found the way, and I will be back soon." Zhao Yang looked at Zuo Ling'er, and said solemnly: "Ling'er must also practice hard, make himself stronger, and make Qingyunzong stronger."