So I Am A Demon Descendent!

Chapter 655: Plant flowers

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The plane soared into the sky, flying above the sea of frozen clouds.

Director Zhang and Director Xu were sitting in the first class cabin, holding red wine in their hands, savoring the dry and mellow red wine. Above their heads was the pure blue sky, and in the distance were the boundless clouds, thick and solid, as if a person could jump onto them. Can hold it for you easily.

On the surface, the two directors are calm and calm, as steady as an old dog, but whether they are panicking on the inside is only known to them, and outsiders cannot tell.

"Southern Xinjiang... no wonder Baoze has never been able to find her." Zhang Dong, who had gray hair on his temples, sighed.

From Shanghai to Southern Xinjiang, it is really a long journey, thousands of miles away.

"Yes, I thought she would change her appearance and hide in a big city. After all, a city with a population of hundreds of millions is the best hiding place. No one can find her." The younger Director Xu sighed with emotion.

Southern Xinjiang is famous for its vast land and sparse population. The harsh natural environment has led to poor agriculture, so it is full of barren land.

Hiding in it is indeed a good choice. It can also avoid electronic cameras, avoid the use of IDs, etc.

"Is it really okay for us to come here this time?" Director Zhang rubbed his big nose, "Have you noticed that none of the ten gods of Baoze came, whether it was a coincidence or a real mission?"

"Aren't there still three Wus..." Director Xu's heart sank: "Director Zhang, what do you want to say?"

Director Zhang looked at this junior who was more than ten years younger than him, "Haven't you heard of Li Xianyu's nickname?"

Is he the descendant of a ghost... Dong Xu did not say the vulgar words and pretended to listen. Dong Zhang sighed: "It is said that he has a special physique. No matter where he goes, he will bring disaster. The enemy will suffer disaster." , one’s own people were also affected.”

trouble marker? The evil star

"What is this?" Young Director Xu did not focus on Baoze on weekdays. After all, he had his own job and had to practice when he had time. Usually, his assistant reported Baoze's current situation, and he had a little understanding of it. .

"Recall for yourself, among the missions that suffered heavy losses this year, which one did not involve Li Xianyu? And in the missions without Li Xianyu's participation, the casualty rate was so low that it can be ignored."

"Hiss~" Young Director Xu recalled carefully for a moment and gasped.

"Director Zhang, I thought maybe the family still has some affairs that need to be handed over to me. How about I turn around? You alone can shoulder the responsibility."

"This is exactly what I want to tell you." The gray-haired Zhang Dong said earnestly: "Dr. Xu, young people need experience."

The two looked at each other silently for a long time. The young and powerful Director Xu said: "In this way, we will not give in in principle, meet other conditions as much as possible, and complete this negotiation as soon as possible."

Director Zhang added: "If other directors have objections, we will let them go on their own."

"That's it."

"good."

It is the best choice to die as a Taoist but not to die as a poor Taoist. But if there is no other way, you can take your Taoist to be buried with you, and you will not be lonely on the road to hell.

Li Xianyu sat in the center of the three-person seat, with Grandma on the right and Cuihua on the left. Cuihua opened the visor of the porthole and looked at the solidified clouds outside the window with relish.

She likes the feeling of flying high in the sky. The blue sky and the extraordinarily white clouds illuminated by the sun stretch as far as the eye can see, giving her a sense of unfettered freedom.

"It would be nice if I could open the hatch and go out to play." Cuihua whispered.

"Stop your crazy thoughts." Li Xian flicked her head: "Everyone here except a few of us has to die."

"There must be a parachute." Cuihua argued unconvinced.

"Have you ever seen a million people skydiving?"

Although the record for high-altitude skydiving is more than 30,000 meters, that kind of skydiving is not just a parachute bag. It has protective clothing and protective helmets to ensure that you will not suffocate or faint during the skydiving process.

These professional equipment are not available on the aircraft.

"And you yourself are not safe." Li Xianyu gave her some common sense.

Oxygen is thin at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Although Cuihua can control the airflow and ride on the wind, the power consumes physical strength. The oxygen in the body decreases sharply, and without enough oxygen replenishment, she will become hypoxic and comatose.

Vampires only consume more oxygen than ordinary people.

After getting rid of Cuihua's unrealistic thoughts, Li Xianyu unscrewed the thermos cup, took a sip of wolfberry tea, then closed his eyes, thinking about the negotiations later.

He thought carefully for a long time, guessing what other requirements and conditions Bingzhaozi had. In fact, he had already said what needed to be said at the meeting.

Obtained the power equivalent to the interim minister; Baoze Group is not allowed to have any evil thoughts about the fruit.

In fact, if the second condition is met, an alliance can be achieved.

Contracts are not very binding on both parties. To use a distasteful saying: rules are used to bind the weak.

Contracts between enterprises have legal effects because enterprises cannot be above the law. But Baoze is the one who makes the rules, and the makers are never bound by their own rules.

Bing Zhazi is the same.

Two strong men who can ignore the rules only need to nod to reach cooperation. Signing a contract is completely unnecessary and meaningless. Once either party wants to go back on the contract, the contract will be a piece of paper. Is it possible that it can really bind both parties

Bingzhazi asked for an interview and signed a contract. Does it have a deeper meaning

I wish I was overthinking it... Li Xianyu thought of Dorgon instead.

Since Baoze's senior officials have agreed to investigate the matter, with their abilities, they will be able to determine a range very quickly, and it won't take too long to lock down several suspicious targets.

"Bing Zhazi agreed to form an alliance with Bao Ze. The timing was perfect."

"Well, let's not mention the henchmen Dorgon secretly cultivated. His strength is definitely not comparable to that of a senior Yakuza like Baker Richardson. The figure in the early 17th century has lived for more than four hundred years now. I don't know what he has achieved. What state?"

"He integrated the ancient demon's slough, but allowed the black dragon to develop its own intelligence. His attitude toward the dragon beads was to re-sacrifice the unparalleled fighting spirit. This means that he does not need these things anymore, or that integrating these things is meaningless to him. "

"Hiss~ The peak of Ji Dao?"

If Dorgon is the pinnacle of Ji Dao, then many things will have reasonable explanations.

The peak of the Jida is the bottleneck of all living things. From ancient times to the present, no person or creature can see the scenery above the peak. If Dorgon himself is a Jida, he has reached this state after merging part of the ancient demon's slough.

Then the black dragon and dragon beads would be of no benefit to him.

Therefore, he changed his thinking and made good use of his proficiency in formations to refine the unparalleled fighting spirit, giving himself an additional helper at the pinnacle of the extreme realm.

Based on his own experience of fusing the remains of ancient monsters, Dorgon came to the conclusion that in order to successfully refine a peak of the extreme, the importance of the experimental body is irreplaceable. Therefore, the original Unparalleled Fighting Spirit plan was stuck for many years. Until Li Shu, a rich young lady raised in a boudoir, was discovered.

Today, Li Xianyu finally understood these details.

At the same time, Li Xianyu thought of another question.

Dorgon, who integrated the remains of the ancient demon, lived from the 17th century to the 21st century, and his lifespan has exceeded the limits of human beings. So, can I, who also merged with the ancient demon's slough, also gain endless life

Um...I'm just a 21-year-old kid, so I can't verify how long I can live.

Moreover, according to the feedback after paying the price after going back in time, the succubus's legacy was not completely integrated with me.

Dorgon fused the remains in the realm of the extreme realm, so maybe in the future, when I step into the extreme realm, I can fully integrate the remains of the succubus. In this way, you can have endless years.

In this way, the Wushuang War Spirit will be changed from ancestral ownership to private ownership.

My dear, you fly slowly, be careful of the roses with thorns in front of you... You and I will be entangled and fly gracefully, and we will fly together forever in this world of mortals... Li Xianyu's face brightened visibly to the naked eye.

Ahem, this is not a song I should know as a post-00s person...

"Is something wrong?" Grandma's pretty eyebrows raised, noticing the fiery and excited look from her great-grandson.

This made my grandmother, who was already immersed in the problem of "my great-grandson has bad thoughts about me", feel like she was facing a formidable enemy.

"It's okay!" Li Xianyu smiled steadily.

The days ahead are long, don’t be in a hurry.

I will live forever for thousands of years. My future sons, grandsons, and great-grandchildren should not worry about my milk.

Then, Li Xianyu suddenly thought of something: If I completely merged with the succubus, would my charm power be even more powerful

His eyes were full of contradictions and complexity.

"What's wrong?" Grandma frowned again. The great-grandson, who was secretly excited one moment and had flying eyebrows, suddenly fell silent in the next moment.

Li Xianyu waved his hands and lost interest in talking.

... ... .

At three o'clock in the afternoon, after a four-and-a-half-hour flight, the passenger plane arrived in a city in southern Xinjiang.

This is a slightly poor city. There are no spacious and clean four-lane streets, no tall buildings, and the urban infrastructure is only at the level of fourth- and fifth-tier cities. Of course, there is no passenger airport. There is only one general airport.

The so-called general airport is a flight mission other than public transportation, which is responsible for the take-off and landing of aircraft, taxiing, agricultural and forestry spraying, aerial inspection, etc.

General airports usually have poor facilities and their runways are not as spacious and long as regular airports.

Fortunately, the plane everyone was traveling on was not a passenger plane, but a special plane used by Baoze to transport employees and participate in assault missions and emergency support. Relatively small body size.

After landing, there were more than a dozen commercial vehicles standing outside the General Airport. They were black in color and of the same style. They were commercial vehicles specially designed for Baoze.

People from the Southern Xinjiang branch waited early for the general airport.

Southern Xinjiang is vast and sparsely populated, and there is only one branch located in the capital of Southern Xinjiang. However, this does not mean that there is only one branch in the entire Southern Xinjiang. There are more than 20 service points scattered in various small cities, similar to police stations.

While the branch director came forward to shake hands with the two directors in fear, Li Xianyu took out his mobile phone, opened a certain soft and unpopular chat software, and saw the new friend application.

Bingzhazi is very vigilant. There is only one account, and he will change it to a new one when it is used up.

After passing the other party's friend application, an address will be sent to you.

Li Xianyu replied with a "mommy" and "OK" expression.

Stone sinks into the sea.

Bingzhazi doesn't know how to chat and flirt. If it were Zhan Ji, he would make a "shy" expression. Grandma's words... she would probably reply to me with a "dog head".

After boarding the first commercial vehicle with the harem group, Li Xianyu showed the address to the driver.

The convoy left the General Airport in a mighty manner and drove on a road with poor road conditions.

I saw a few scattered villages along the way, but not a city.

Airports are not usually built near cities.

After passing through a wasteland-like land, sporadic greenery and large delivery rooms appeared ahead.

The motorcade stopped outside the factory. Li Xianyu got out of the car under the ultraviolet rays and glanced at the name of the factory: "South Xinjiang Sanliwan Caustic Soda Plant..."

Does Bingzhaozi work in the factory

Factory flowers

(End of chapter)