Reborn, being taken care of by the enemy Empress blocking the resurrection point

Sikong Longxiang.

Even if he appears, he may have a different voice and a different look.

However, Luo Baijiang could still identify him accurately.

This time, Sikong Longxiang was not dressed like the elite of the upper-class business society last time, but a simple white upper body hoodie.

Paired with white and black sneakers and black straight pants.

Paired with Luo Baijiang's face, the two of them looked more like Sikong Longxiang's younger brother.

What he held in his hand was not the whiskey that appeared last time, but a cup of milk tea.

He handed the milk tea in his hand to Luo Baijiang who was lying on the hospital bed, "Try it?"

"I don't have a sweet tooth."

"Don't be so indifferent!" Sikong Longxiang said in a somewhat resentful tone, "When you were in such a state of despair, I was still here to accompany you!"

"Look, once you are defeated by Gao Yunjing, a young boy who appears out of nowhere, who else will take care of you?"

"Where is the person who kept calling you Brother Luo before?"

"Look at Luo Baiyue, whom you have always liked? Where is she? Not to mention that she has never been here since you were hospitalized."

"Even today in the ring, she ran straight towards Gao Yunjing. Not even a single glance from the corner of her eye fell on you, let alone looking at you."

"The person who came to take care of you is An Changjin, the person who has been hating you."

"But what's the use?" Sikong Longxiang leaned against the window sill indifferently, still holding the cup of milk tea in his hand.

"Why can Gao Yunjing, whose injuries are far more serious than yours, be discharged from the hospital?"

"Because someone can take care of him!"

"And what about you?" Sikong Longxiang's voice suddenly became majestic, "Look who is willing to take care of you! This is all caused by your being too weak!"

"To shut up."

Luo Baijiang's voice was cold, like the cold wind in November or the falling snow in December, so cold that it didn't contain a trace of emotion.

"Look at you starting again!"

"Unwilling to accept my own weakness, not even willing to face myself."

Sikong Longxiang stepped forward and looked down at Luo Baijiang, his tone was casual but full of barbed sarcasm:

"Why don't you even want to face yourself?"

"Then I don't need you, a guy from nowhere, to comfort me."

"Who is going to comfort you?" Sikong Longxiang asked, "God never needs these false words."

"What we should do is to fight back ferociously, so ferociously that the prey has no time to react."

Sikong Longxiang held a gold-gilt invitation card between his index and middle fingers.

There are three or two bamboos swaying in the wind carved in ink, and there are three ink characters with flying dragons and phoenixes covered in gold.

Bamboo Grove Pavilion.

"There will be an auction tomorrow, and the final product is a long gun. Luo Baiyue specially investigated the "Fengchuan" thing yesterday."

"But she doesn't use a gun herself, so who do you think this gun is for?"

Sikong Longxiang showed a sunny smile, "You choose what to do."

"Should we swallow our anger and survive, or should we fight back with supreme dignity?"

The window was suddenly opened, a gust of wind blew in, and the curtains swayed in the wind, wrapping Sikong Longxiang.

When the wind stopped, Sikong Longxiang also disappeared.

There was only a cup of milk tea and a gold-gilt invitation on the bedside table.

Luo Baijiang didn't look at anything on the bedside table, but just looked at the dark sky outside the window.

……

"Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?" Luo Baiyue asked while helping Gao Yunjing tidy up his clothes.

"Why are you worried about me?" Gao Yunjing looked at Luo Baiyue's curved lips with a smile, "Don't forget who I am."

"How do I know who you are?" Luo Baiyue reached out and poked Gao Yunjing in the face, "After all, someone told me when I came back that sometimes I am so good at pretending that I forget myself."

"Anyway, you don't have to worry about me." Gao Yunjing lowered his head and leaned into Luo Baiyue's ear, whispering: "Kirigakure is about to recover, so be prepared as soon as possible!"

After saying that, Gao Yunjing walked around Luo Baiyue and came to the Rolls-Royce that had been waiting for him outside the villa.

Gao Yunjing, who sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, instantly looked like a different person, and the smile on his face immediately disappeared.

His eyes were deep and dark, and his voice was as calm as the wind, "Let's go."

The driver was distracted and looked at this young man with a calm face who could not hide his youthfulness. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and an expensive black custom-made suit.

Wearing a Patek Philippe on his hand, his eyes were as deep as the endless night, and he was dressed meticulously.

It was completely different from the boy he saw in the photo.

But he didn't say much, but started the car and drove away.

Luo Baiyue, who was standing in the villa, looked through the open door of the villa at the Rolls-Royce that was gradually going away.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call. The voice on the other side of the phone was flattering and flattering, "Ms. Luo, as you speculated, there will indeed be heavy fog in Yilin Town, a subordinate city of Yunhua City, in the past few days."

"Block this information."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Baiyue dialed a phone number again, "How is the analysis result?"

The voice on the other side was a smooth female voice.

"In line with your speculation, the entire Yilin Town has become the God's Attendant without knowing it..."

There was sudden silence on the other end of the phone, Luo Baiyue frowned, "Why don't you say anything anymore?"

The steady voice on the other end of the phone caused a stir, "Sister Luo, they don't know that they are divine servants, and they know that they are human beings."

"We must..."

"That's enough!" Luo Baiyue interrupted coldly before the other party finished speaking, "Just because they don't know, it doesn't mean they are not divine servants."

"If one day they go to other cities and the trace of divine blood in their bodies breaks out, can you imagine the consequences?"

"Sacrificing a small part for the sake of the majority is the best result. If you ignore potential threats, isn't that just using a rotten rope to pull a carriage?"

The voice on the other side was silent for a while and finally responded, "I understand, Sister Luo."

As soon as the phone was hung up, a text message was sent, and Luo Baiyue opened the text message.

Yunhua Empire Executive Headquarters:

In Yilin Town, a town under Yunhua City, signs of the god Wushen and Wuyin's recovery were discovered.

Luo Baiyue is now specially sent to lead the team members, Luo Baifeng, Luo Baijiang, Xia Ziyun, and An Changjin to carry out the mission of killing the gods.

The time is set for four days later.

Please confirm receipt.

Luo Baiyue was not surprised that the higher-ups sent this text message. In these four days, the college sent high-risk ethereal owners to massacre the entire town.

At the same time, go explore the wind outlet and get a few people ready.

Luo Baiyue tapped the keyboard with her fingers and sent a message.

Luo Baiyue: I ask Gao Yunjing to join this operation.

Security Enforcement Headquarters responded quickly.

Yunhua Empire Executive Headquarters:

ratification.

……

Woohoo~ Nothing has gone as planned these past two days, and the data keeps dropping.

There are always things going on in the school that I don't even have time to code for a whole day, and I feel like I'm going crazy.