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I have to say that Jingchi is quite reliable.

It may also be because he is already over two hundred years old. Of course, these two hundred years are a bit too old, and at least the two hundred years in between are considered a wasted life.

He drove ahead of time and took Yu Qian to report along the nearest route. He even printed out a hard copy of his resume and bound it for her. He called it formal enough.

Yu Qian initially dismissed it, but then he thought about the dense paper information in the Holy See. Then he agreed with his idea and took the resume.

so annoying.

The more powerful people are, the more they like to embarrass others. Instead of using convenient and fast online files, they prefer cumbersome paper files, as if they cannot show their power without making things difficult for the people below.

Maybe dominance is the essence of power.

And Yu Qian discovered that Shangcheng liked paper documents more than she thought.

Just like the largest library in the Federation still stands in Central City, because the superior people feel that the tedious and detailed steps can reflect their desire for knowledge.

But Yu Qian feels that they are too rich and have nothing to do. If they have the ability, let them go to the factory to drive screws for two months and see who has the time and energy to go to the library to read books and drink coffee. Like numb poor people, they are immersed in pornographic videos on fast food networks to soothe their poor souls.

Yu Qian sat in the passenger seat and turned to look at Jingchi: "Damn rich man!"

Jing Chi was wearing sunglasses and driving a sports car, very flamboyant. When he heard her words, he said funnyly: "I didn't say I was a pauper."

"Damn the plutocrats!" she said again.

Jing Chi shook his index finger: "Let me correct you, our current class is the same, Miss Capet."

Yu Qian never expected that he was from the Jing family, one of the major aristocratic families in Shangcheng District: "You are so rich, why don't you just buy weapons?"

He disappeared for two hundred years, could still come back, and seemed to be doing well.

"My situation may not be any better than yours," he said.

"That's different. I just have a name." She didn't believe that the Cape family's resources had anything to do with her. "But you, you disappeared for two hundred years..."

"Boom!" There was a loud noise and the road shook.

Yu Qian asked doubtfully: "Will there be an earthquake in Shangcheng District? Is there still an earthquake after it's already off the ground? And we're still on the sky rail."

Soon, her doubts were cleared.

The majestic and turbulent spiritual power followed behind him, rushing towards the vehicle behind him with great momentum, causing violent vibrations and sweeping towards this side.

Jing Chi sped up: "Now you know, we rich people are not without our worries."

"Oh? Is the kidnapping and voting part that I'm most looking forward to going on?" Yu Qian looked back and gloated, as the vehicles behind him were swept away from the sky rail and fell down.

"Don't forget that you are also in my car now." Jingchi said, "We are just grasshoppers on a rope."

Yu Qian looked away and looked at him: "Hey, this is not like an ordinary kidnapping, this is obviously seeking revenge!"

The invisible sense of oppression has a clear target, and it also carries a cold killing intent.

"Congratulations, you guessed it right." Jingchi smiled.

Yu Qian grabbed the car door handle: "Goodbye, let's break up. I wish you good luck."

Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner, and whoever makes the mistake is responsible for making up for it.

The guy behind was coming fiercely, and his power was more than a whole level higher than hers.

Let him go after Jing Chi.

When he dies, if she still remembers, she will visit his grave.

She pushed open the car door, and the wind rushed in instantly. She squinted and prepared to jump out of the car. Tsk, if you jump at this speed, the fractures are probably the lightest. Fortunately, the sky rail has not collapsed, otherwise you may have to be reincarnated if you fall to the lower level.

But it's okay, as long as he doesn't die.

As soon as he stretched out one leg, his neck was hooked.

Jing Chi held the steering wheel with one hand and hooked her neck with the other hand to pull her back into the car.

She was so strangled that she couldn't breathe: "Fuck! Let go!"

Yu Qian hit him backward with an elbow.

Jing Chi didn't let go after a hard blow, almost losing his grip on the steering wheel: "Selling your teammates, right? Don't even think about it, we will die together."

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"Are you sick?" Yu Qian saw a black car coming up behind him. It was the only one that was not affected by the spiritual storm. In other words, the people in the black car were the instigators, and the enemy was about to catch up. "You must die." Why are you holding me back? We don’t have any grudges, right?"

"It's too lonely to travel alone. I have to find someone to accompany me on the road to hell." Jing Chi let go.

His eyes were calm, but there was still a carefree smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yu Qian glanced at his motionless posture, and then asked: "This person is at least the first level of Nascent Soul. You are the first level of Jindan, and I am the intermediate level of Foundation Establishment. Can you beat him?"

"Of course not." Jing Chi said confidently and innocently, "And you guessed wrong, he is Nascent Soul Dzogchen."

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She opened her eyes wide and reached for the handlebar again: "Then why are you pretending to be calm? Go and die yourself!"

"You will die earlier if you go down." Jingchi didn't stop her this time and raised his chin, "Look."

Yu Qian looked in the direction he indicated and saw that the ground where the black cars passed behind was lifted up. There were wind blades flying around, and some cars were even cut into several sections.

"You are not a physical practitioner. You will be transformed into several parts as soon as you go out." He said with a smile, "We are fine in the car just because the material of this car is special."

Yu Qian looked at him looking like he wanted to be beaten, and finally understood why Mu Buwan always disliked him: "Did you fucking know that someone was seeking revenge on you, so you deliberately came to take me on the road today?"

Jing Chi shrugged: "I really don't know about this. It can only be said that we are unlucky. I didn't expect that this guy would still be chasing me like a dog-skin plaster after two hundred years."

"Who's in the car?"

"The Feng En family and the Jing family... have some old grudges with me."

Feng En... if this surname comes out of his mouth, at least his status in the Federation will not be lower than that of the Jing family.

Her thoughts flashed rapidly——

The reports that suddenly appeared on the front page of the news, the tacit attitude towards alien creatures, the Holy See's invasive recruitment of students, the infiltration of several powerful forces by the wealthy family...

Yu Qian grabbed Jing Chi's arm: "The chaebol family is also related to Penglai, so all the powerful people at the top of the pyramid know each other and are restraining each other, right?"

Jing Chi glanced at her in surprise: "Please, we are going to die, and you are still thinking about this."

Yu Qian let go of his hand and said nothing, but there were more and more questions in his mind——

Why has the Federation concealed the existence of Penglai? But after Penglai was exposed, they did not put pressure on the news to remove it. Did they reach any agreement?

Are the Holy See and the Federation on the same side? They were afraid of Penglai and the cultivators' abilities, but they couldn't eradicate them. Is Penglai unable to fight back because he was controlled by others at some critical point?

It seems very close to the truth, but also very far away.

It was as if she could vaguely see the outline of the opposite side through a layer of gauze, but she couldn't really take a closer look.

Conspiracy is like seaweed, slippery and icy.