The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 171: Sayuri’s plan

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Chapter 171 Sayuri's Plan

After everyone greeted them at random, they went home separately. Only when Ji Junlan was reluctant to let go of her idol, Qingchuan, she just combined the two photos.

After returning to the hotel, Sayuri Aokawa took a sigh of relief and threw herself on the bed without an image, kicking off the expensive high-heeled shoes on her feet at will, and stretched her waist greatly.

Miss Murakami frowned and said: "Qingchuan, you are a popular idol, you must pay attention to your appearance."

Qingchuan Sayuri, as if she hadn’t heard her, continued to roll on the bed grunting, lazily screaming: "I’m exhausted. I saw too many people today and watched two good shows. I was really exhausted physically and mentally. Ah."

Ms. Murakami continued to persuade: "Aokawa, what you should do now is to return to the island country immediately. At this time, it is the New Year, and you have to be more on the scene and be exposed to the public. How can you waste time here?"

Qingchuan Sayuri turned a deaf ear to what the agent said, and continued: "Who is that person named Ye Chen? How can he make those fierce and wicked people so scared when he reveals his identity?"

Ms. Murakami frowned when she heard the words, and after thinking about it, she said, "It looks like he should be a child of a big family. This kind of person may be very important when you develop your business in China in the future. It's useful, but we should focus our energy on the country right now!"

Qingchuan Sayuri's mouth lightly raised, and said lightly: "No, what I have to do now is to get the man named Ding Liangcai. As long as I get him, what does the idol star status mean?"

"What did you say?"

Miss Murakami was suddenly anxious and angry, and wanted to speak, but found that the other party did not know when to stand up, her long black hair was windless, and her snow-white soft skin was covered with it. Strange pattern.

She just started thinking about it, but she only felt a gust of wind coming, and she couldn't even open her mouth, she could only collapse on the bed weakly.

At this time, Sayuri Aokawa stood up with a weird smile and said lightly: "Miss Murakami, to be fair, you are a very conscientious agent, but my world is not what you can imagine. "

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, Qingchuan Sayuri raised her brows, and she stood still, but with a light wave of his hand, the thick and heavy anti-theft door opened automatically.

The man who walked in from outside the door was the man who was almost unaware of the color of his underwear by Ye Chen during the day. He looked respectful at this time, bowed first, then glanced at Miss Murakami who had fainted on the bed and said, "Miss, do you want me to deal with this woman?"

Qingchuan Sayuri said lightly: "No need, I have erased her memory. Although this guy chased me all the way to China, there is no need to kill him. After all, I will rely on her for my idol career in the future. "

The man grinned and said: "The eldest has the support of the Qingchuan family, where is a small agent, I can't use her blood to feed my knife..."

Before he finished speaking, Sayuri Aokawa yelled coldly: "Shut up!"

The man hurriedly stood at attention, bends over ninety degrees respectfully and said: "Ha Yi——!"

Qingchuan Sayuri took a deep breath. After all, she is 20 years old, and she is not as cold-blooded as many in the family. She is also very **** this agent who takes care of herself like a sister.

However, this man named Fujiwara Shinji is one of the masters cultivated by the family, one of the only four martial arts masters, and he must not leave him in the cold.

So Sayuri Aokawa soon spoke again: "Fujiwara-kun, we will soon start with that martial arts master. When that happens, your beloved sword will naturally drink blood. This woman is still useful for me to keep her. , I hope you forgive me."

Fujiwara Shinji hurriedly nodded and said yes, but a trace of greed flashed in his eyes. He had coveted the arrogant and glamorous woman in front of him for a long time, but he was afraid of the identity and status of the other party, so he dared not do anything.

"Sayuri, one day I will set foot in the sanctuary. At that time, I will make you physically and mentally completely mine!"

Swear secretly in my heart, Shinji Fujiwara smiled and said: "Then we will do it tonight?"

Qingchuan Sayuri shook her head and said: "Wait two more days, it will be the day of the evil. If Ding Liangcai can be refined on that day, he may become the boy of the evil."

Fujiwara Shinji also nodded and said: "With the abilities of the eldest lady, coupled with a shikigami refined by a martial arts master, he will definitely become the first person in the new generation of Onmyoji, even the group of people in Ise Grand Shrine. Can't compare to it!"

Aokawa Sayuri shook her head and said: "The Aokawa family is just the last of the Onmyoji masters. How can it be compared to the Ise Grand Shrine? If it weren't for the protection of the Great God Ix and the protection of Mr. Saito, it would be difficult to even continue. "

Speaking of this, there was a firmness in her eyes: "However, I will definitely let the Qingchuan family rise and stand on top of the island nation's Onmyoji again!"

In the next two days, Ding Liang was surprised. He and Ji Junlan, a girl with a big personality, got along very well. In addition, that night, the girl took the initiative to impersonate him in order to relieve him. Girlfriend, Ding Liangcai was very moved.

After coming and going, the relationship between the two is getting better and better, and even when shopping, they can already hold hands.

However, as the so-called joy is extremely sad, Ding Liang was humming a small song on the way home, planning where to take Ji Junlan to play tomorrow, but saw a man in a kimono walking out in front of him.

Ding Liang was keenly aware of the other party’s malice, and his eyes condensed immediately: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Fujiwara Shinji has changed back to the attire of a Japanese Ronin at this time: wearing a hat on his head, a kimono, getting clogs under his feet, and his beloved sword Sakura Jie on his waist.

"Ding Jun, at Shinji Shimo Fujiwara, entrusted by Ms. Aokawa, I invite you to come and have a talk."

Although his words are relatively jerky, Shinji Fujiwara’s words are more polite. The people of the island country have always respected the strong. In his eyes, Ding Liang has become a martial arts master in his twenties, and his talent is obviously not his own. under.

Ding Liang frowned and said: "Qingchuan Sayuri? I have no friendship with her."

Hearing the meaning of rejection in his words, Shinji Fujiwara smiled coldly and said: "Ding Jun, don't refuse in a hurry, otherwise your little lover may be very dangerous."

Speaking like this, he raised his wrists, Ding Liang's eyes immediately condensed, and he saw that the other person was holding the bracelet that he had given to Ji Junlan!

Ding Liangcai suddenly stared, and shouted sharply: "What do you want!"