The Conjuror Xena: 118: Mysterious guest!
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Looking at the little girl in the red dress who was thrown into the "wicked wolf" den and returned to her clothes, Elder Bardot said lightly:
"Yes, I still have a faint smell of blood."
In fact, when he said this, he looked at the enchanting in his heart. The Demon Cloud Sect has always cultivated the strongest dark summoners like this. Killing each other among the same family is not a big deal in the Demon Cloud Sect. .
The one who can survive must be the strong!
Blood and brutality are the glory of the Northern Demon Cloud!
"Haha."
The enchanting naturally knew what Old Man Bardor wanted to do when he threw her a "district fifth-order summoner" among the evil disciples in the outer hall, just to see if she had the strength to survive in the Demon Cloud Sect.
Sorry, not only does she have, she is also preparing to destroy the gate of the North Moyun!
But the enchanting will definitely not say that now, who knows what kind of power division is in the Demon Cloud Hall that Bardot will take her to?
"Some seniors are too enthusiastic to me." Enchanting said directly and clearly, showing his domineering.
Killing the same sect, as long as it is allowed, it is a "good" tradition in the Demon Cloud Sect, not an unforgivable fault.
Elder Bardot tested her enchanting age with a test stone, and saw that she was indeed a pink and tender fifteen year old, and immediately became more interested in the little witch in the red dress.
"The little girl is really good! Quack quack!"
Bardot stood on the teleportation formation and laughed triumphantly.
But if he knows that those Outer Temple disciples who are too "enthusiastic" for her in "Xue Yu" have already become undead resentments in hell, don't know if he still has such a good mood and grinning?
"Your weird little tripod should also be a good attacking magic weapon!" The old man Bardor pointed his finger at the samsara tripod hovering above the enchanting head.
At first, he did think that the weird medicine cauldron on "Xueyu"'s head was because she was a part-time pharmacist, but the weird little cauldron was now filled with a faint smell of blood and darkness.
Looking at the small and exquisite small tripod, there was a greedy look in the one eye of the old man Bardot!
A good baby, ha ha!
"Yes, Elder Bardor, wise!" Enchantingly lowered his head, but there was a trace of unsearchable spirit flowing in his eyes. It seemed that this one-eyed old enchanting had taken a fancy to Samsara tripod!
After finally retracting his gaze on Xiaobaiding, the old man Bardot swallowed and threw a small token to the enchanting. Enchanting lightly took it in his hand, it turned out to be a four-cloud token of the North Moyun disciple.
"Well, I don’t have much time. Let’s take you to the nave to see. Don’t stay in this smoky ghost place!" The enchanting did not expect that the old man Bardot would use "smoke and miasma." It seems that even the elders of Beizong are not very welcome to see the disciples of the outer hall.
Those who can mix here will be promoted to the nave as senior disciples. Those who do nothing, can only be errands for a lifetime.
The enchanting face was immediately filled with a smile, while complimenting Elder Bardot, he followed him to the teleportation formation.
"Elder Bardot!" The middle-aged janitor standing on the boulder at this moment suddenly spoke.
"I have been feeling some strange noises and spiritual fluctuations in the outer hall during this period. Would you like to send someone to take a look?"
The janitor was very conscientious, and when he saw the elders of the nave visiting, he immediately reported the situation of the nave.
The enchanting mood was suddenly mentioned.
She didn’t want the old man Bardot to find out that the disciples in the outer hall were gone now, and the corners of her mouth flicked strangely. Now those evil guys have turned into "devil potions" and stored in the samsara cauldron. Here!
Stop the elder Bardot, the gatekeeper, and pointed his finger at the enchanting: "This little girl said that there was a disobedient female disciple in the outer hall, who came out with a silver mask and black veil to scare people. Flying dog jump, elder, do you think you need to discipline it?"
The tone of the gatekeeper is respectful.
Elder Bardot didn't like the outer hall very much. He heard the janitor say that he was just a little disciple making trouble, and he blew his beard and shouted:
"Mischief! Do you need to report this trivial matter to the old man? I think you are stupid by the janitor! Let the disciples of the outer temple go and make trouble by themselves, anyway, they will fight hard in two days. Framed!"
The deterrence of Bardot, the old demon, is not overshadowed. The gatekeeper was frightened by Elder Bardot's aura and suddenly stopped his voice, sweating on his forehead, did he get his head caught by the door?
Elder Bardot is the noble elder of the ninth-tier hegemony and junior! If you really make him angry, there won't be enough lives!
It turns out that the old Demon Bardot doesn't want to see the disciples of the outer hall, and doesn't even care about the disputes in the outer hall. A smile suddenly appeared on the corners of the enchanting mouth, and the secret tension just now was wiped out.
"We're gone!" Elder Bardor held her enchanting wrist with a tong-like hand, and quickly sank her into the brilliance of the teleportation array!
Wow!
The silver light flickered, and the old devil and the enchanting figure were immediately pulled into the space-time channel by the power of the great formation!
Don't look at the chaos of the main altar hall of the Yunzong of the Yellow Devil Sea, North Sect. In fact, this is just a way for these violent and cruel dark summoners to select true quality disciples.
The Haiyu near the Yellow Devil Sea Giant Islands in the White Tiger Continent has a unique geographical environment. Both humans and monsters are prone to naturally generate dark attributes, and even a half emperor of the demon race has risen in ancient times, so the demon cloud sect here is extremely dense.
Because there is no need to worry about the insufficient number of disciples, no matter whether it is the general altar or the branch of the North Moyun, it treats low-level disciples as cold-blooded and ruthless as a brute!
Let them kill each other and put them in the darkest place where the environment is the worst and the food is insufficient. Just like raising wolves, raising such a group of evil demons, and then quietly waiting for someone who is oppressed at the bottom of the food chain to climb to the top with his own bones and become a "wolf worthy of attention by the elders of the nave." king".
The outer hall of the North Demon Cloud's main altar is a slaughterhouse, and the senior disciples in the nave obviously belong to the role of the "wolf king" who successfully crawled out of the bones!
In the nave, killings did not spread like the outer temple, but the secret fighting between the disciples was more intense. Everyone wanted to get more panacea, and everyone wanted to be paid more attention by the elders. If you want to live freely here, you have to pay a price worse than blood.
However, the treatment of the disciples of the central hall is incomparable to those of the disciples of the outer hall. The senior disciples of the central hall are not only rich in clothing and food, but also in the wind and rain. The elders personally guide the practice, and there are also small servants who can be used by themselves. By his side, being served was more comfortable than the noble young lady.
This is the most direct reason why the outer temple disciples broke their heads and desperately wanted to squeeze into the nave!
The enchanting person in the North Demon Cloud obviously belongs to the extremely lucky group of people. She was selected into the nave by the old man Bardot and granted her the status of a disciple of the Four Clouds without tumbling in the outer hall.
Because Bardot has taken a fancy to the enchanting and pure dark attributes, as well as his smart and cruel personality.
It's just that now the old man Bardot hasn't noticed that the character of the girl in the red dress is all because of her belief in the North Demon Cloud!
Because they took her Xiaozheng Long Jue abducted, they have to devote Xiao Zheng Tai Long Jue as food to the monster-like Great Sovereign Moxin Hou! The enchanting heart was tickling with hate.
When Bardot knows all the enchanting thoughts, it is estimated that he will be so angry that he will vomit blood and die on the spot! This girl, actually using him, successfully climbed into the interior of the main altar!
The thin, cold wind in the gaps in the space coldly swept across the enchanting cheeks, and the power of the teleportation array did not know where to take her.
When her toes fell on the solid ground again, a warm wind with extremely high spiritual purity suddenly blew on her face.
Opening his eyes, what appeared before the enchanting was a room like a garden.
Enclosed space!
Supported by enchantments, it does not belong to any place in the White Tiger World!
Although the plants planted in this room of are not common in the white tiger world, they are mostly feminine flowers and plants, but the wide dripping leaves and dark red and purple flowers are more cold than the abrupt and cold rocks in the Northern Moyun Outer Hall To make people feel happy a lot. In particular, there is no mixed blood smell in the air here, but a natural dark elemental aura, which is extremely conducive to the practice of the dark summoner.
The disciples of the nave wearing various robes coming and going saw the teleportation array in the room lit up, immediately put down their hands and worshipped the center of the teleportation array and fell to the ground respectfully.
Hua, a man who knelt on the ground.
"Elder Bardot Megatron Demon Realm!"
"Hahahaha!"
The old man Bardot and the enchanting figure appeared on the teleportation formation, and saw the one-eyed old man waving the crutch in his hand vigorously, and said majesticly: "Go away and do your own thing. !"
It seems that this kind of compliment is performed in the nave every day, and all the disciples and elders have become accustomed to it. After hearing Elder Bardot's words, the disciples and handymen who knelt on the ground immediately stood up and ran to do what they were doing.
Strange? Is there a lot of disciples in this inner temple? A trace of suspicion rose in the enchanting heart. So she also put on a respectful expression and asked the old man Bardot:
"Sir, why do the brothers in the nave seem so busy?"
"These are not your brothers."
"The true high-level disciples in the nave are no more than a hundred."
Old Man Bardot said triumphantly. "The people you see are all coarse cloth clothes. Look at their waist cards, but it says the word'Handyman'."
"The daily life in the nave originally didn’t require so many handymen, but there have been major events in the clan these days, and the old man is very busy, so I was only two hours late to pick you up in the nave. Fortunately, you I still get along well with the disciples in the outer hall."
When he said this, the old man Bardot stared secretly into enchanting eyes.
His test on the girl in the red dress has basically ended, and he didn't want her to hate herself because of the bad experience in the outer hall, so he added the last sentence of explanation just now.
Bardot, you are so worried, how could this girl not know what you are thinking? Just show up now? late!
A smile fluttered from the corner of the enchanting mouth: "Oh, I know, I heard the brothers in the outer hall have said that these days, the lord will try to reach the peak of the first-order God of War, so the clan takes this good news as Are you celebrating the holidays?"
When I said this, the enchanting thought in his heart: Humph! Mo Xinhou, you are a dead demon, and if you eat a child, you still have to create the atmosphere with such fanfare. Let's see how this girl can subvert your entire clan!
"Yes...nor, no!" The old man Bardot suddenly smiled mysteriously.
"You will see some people later, cough cough... You will have to give me a face! This time the general altar is so cautious because there are some very special guests!"
There is actually another reason!
Guest? Enchanting suddenly became very interested in this topic!
The place where the true masters of the North Demon Cloud gather, the inner hall of the main altar.
In one of the most beautiful rooms in the inner sanctuary, there is an old man with a surprising vibe.
There is a saying: "Meng is born from the heart." It means that whether a person is good or evil can be seen in his expression and eyes. If this sentence is true, then 80% of the old man sitting in a high position is the most cruel and vicious person in the world!
A crimson "killing line" will grow on the eyebrows of a general murderer to record his killing this year.
There is no killing line on the eyebrows of this old man, but his whole body is covered by a dense blood, and he can smell a disgusting smell without getting close to his body. It seems that even the killing line can't record his killing.
The thick blood is like the tentacles of a monster. It breathes in the air... and it suppresses the air.
Two slender silver swords without scabbards are pinned on the old man’s waist. The dazzling sharp edges give people a flustered feeling, as if the old man often kills at will, so the sword is too lazy to be placed in the scabbard. Hanging naked in this way is more convenient.
The same is true of the facts. The two profound-level long swords that have followed him for many years have been chopped to the point where the blade is broken, and the tip of the blade is curled. The silver sword also carries a strong blood color that cannot be washed away by water!
There are so many murders that blood can change the color of the long sword. What kind of perverted concept is this? !
The old man flies wildly like a lion's head and is domineering. Although a pair of eyes with a sense of licentiousness were only half-opened, the exquisite sight that showed only a gleam of **** has already made people feel soul-stirring!
What a powerful killing intent! What a terrifying deterrent!
Even if the old man has no plans to kill now, the murder of his life has formed a resentment on him. Whether he sits, sleeps, or walks, he gives people a kind of murder that he is about to kill. Sense of fear!
This is the lord of the Northern Demon Cloud Altar in the Giant Islands-Lord Mo Xin Hou!
Even the servants of Mo Xinhou dare not stand within ten meters of him. The table and chair decorations he used are all special products made by enchanting stainless steel, and each one must be at least the level of a mysterious magic weapon, otherwise any hard golden nanmu will be immediately under the killing intent of his body. Turned into a mass of broken logs, not to mention the flesh and blood that was too close to him!
This is the incomparable strength of the terrifying human demon! The great dark demon that throbbed the entire Giant Islands human beings, under certain circumstances, was even more frightening than the demons.
Moxin Hou was tapping the desktop casually at this time.
Seeing his actions, the people know that their incomparable lord is going to drink tea.
A trembling servant immediately raised the gold teapot and walked up to a high position. If ordinary people see this scene, they will be surprised, because this humble man holding the teapot has already reached the top of the lord!
A half-step Maharaja, in the main altar of the North Moyun, actually only rationed Master Moxinhou to pour tea!
The man is obviously not a proficient tea pouring hand. At the moment when he was close to his beloved Sovereign Lord, because he could not adapt to the blood and killing intentions, he was dizzy and his head was unsteady, and he was not careful. A drop of water dripped onto the table.
Huh! The cheeks of the man holding the pot immediately became pale as paper.
He just wanted to kneel to the ground in fear. But Mo Xin Hou, who was sitting in a high position, waved his hand casually without even raising his eyes...
The man carrying the pot suddenly bleeds from his orifices, and instantly falls to the ground and died! Death is tragic!
To the extreme!
Even a drop of water will cause people and death!
This Demon Hou Demon can really be regarded as the best in the world! It is estimated that the Demon King is not so cruel and brutal.
Seeing another dead on the ground, some handymen in uniform rushed out of the corner of the gorgeous room. They quickly removed the dead bodies from the ground, scrubbed the floor clean with water, and replaced them with new carpets. ...
The people who cleaned up the scene had numb expressions and skillful movements, as if they had practiced thousands of times. When they quickly restored the scene to the original state, they quietly bent over and backed down, so fast as if they had never appeared before. I've been in this room.
"Old Demon, you are also a disciple of North Demon Cloud. It's a pity to kill like this?" A thick voice sounded in the room, full of breath.
It turned out that there was a silver-haired old man in a python gown sitting opposite Mo Xinhou.
Is this the mysterious guest Bardot said?
The wrinkles on the old man’s face are already wrinkled like old walnuts. God knows how old he has lived? However, compared with the frenzied Mo Xin Hou, these two old men really didn't know who was older. Anyway, at a glance, it seemed that they were all old evildoers over a thousand years.
Behind the silver-haired old man, there were two extraordinary middle-aged people standing. From their exquisite eyes and Kong Wu's powerful body, it was not difficult to see that they were powerful summoners and warriors. The strength is at least around the tenth-order human emperor realm!
Hearing the accusation from the silver-haired old man, Mo Xin Hou was expressionless, leaning his head on the seat, suddenly opened his eyes and quickly closed. At the moment when his eyes opened and closed, the thick **** killing thought that enveloped him suddenly merged into a roaring red tide, and he mercilessly rushed towards the silver-haired old man and his two subordinates opposite. !
Mo Xinhou's character is really mad and evil! Everyone has to say something!
But his methods are also shocking, even the light of blood covering his body has been turned into a method of attack!
I saw the heavy killing intent pushed forward like a tide, and the carpets wherever he went were burnt up, and the small ornaments hanging in the air also turned into dust in an instant. It's like experiencing thousands of years of vicissitudes in an instant, and then becoming unbearably weathered and turned into slag!
The silver-haired old man who was sitting in the guest seat was intent to kill. The two entourages standing behind him could no longer stand the perverted and powerful pressure. Their backs were bent, their cheeks were flushed, and the corners of their mouths were bloodshot.
At this very dangerous moment, the silver-haired old man finally spoke again.
"Old devil, your way of saying hello should also be changed. It is so grand every time, are you not afraid of crushing my old bones to death?"
The old silver-haired man sat on the stool, saying that he was too old to be useful, but his face did not show the slightest cramp that was suppressed by Mo Xinhou's momentum.
I saw him pick up the teacup and take a sip of tea leisurely. At the same time, a strong dark spiritual power burst out instantly behind him!
The black light rises from the ground, and the dark power is overwhelming!
The horrible dark force creaks between the stool and the ground! Under the eruption of the silver-haired old man's huge backlash against Mo Xin Hou's killing intent, the bottles on the table were beating desperately like legs in the room!
One red and one black, two powerful forces collided in the air!
It's just a confrontation, and the silver-haired old man's spiritual power is even better! Although it is only one thing better, it is enough to make a qualitative change!
The pure dark air blasted the **** killing intent to pieces in an instant!
The crimson killing intent rolled back, the pressure in the room diminished in an instant, and the two imperial entourages behind the silver-haired old man finally raised their heads again.
Mo Xinhou and the silver-haired old man are both casually tasting tea, but at that moment, their strength has already fought fiercely in another form. There is no sword, no sword, no beast summoned, some are just A real spiritual power competition!
The danger is that ordinary summoners can't even imagine it!
If you don't pay attention, the soul will be destroyed!
The gunpowder dissipated, Mo Xin Hou still leaned lazily on his chair, but there was a gloomy cold light in his slightly opened eyes.
The silver-haired old man gently put the teacup down, only to realize that in the power confrontation just now, the table placed next to him had already been wiped out. He had to smile slightly and put the teacup in the palm of his entourage behind him.
The two are both relaxed and relaxed!
Although the clothes of the two people are intact, the furnishings in the room between the two have been completely destroyed, the carpet burned to ashes, and even the ground paved with diamonds has been cut into mud. The roof was even more miserable, the beam broke to the ground, and the tiles broke to the ground.
Because it is a special barrier space, what you see after the room is penetrated is not the blue sky, but a chaotic barrier of barriers.
Looking at the leisurely appearance of these two people, it's hard to imagine that the two people who made the room into such a mess just now are these abnormal two people.
Moreover, it seems that both of them have some reservations, not using their strongest strength!
Maybe the competition just now is not the kind of fight where two people have to fight for a life and death, but a necessary way to greet them for a long time.
"Brother Jiuque."
Mo Xinhou finally spoke, her tone not showing any dissatisfaction with the silver-haired old man, but with a kind of ridicule.
"The sword is not old, don't come here without harm!"
It turns out that the silver-haired old man is actually Mo Xinhou's brother!
The name Jiuque is not well-known on the giant island of the Yellow Devil Sea, because Jiuque is always low-key, but this name is like thunder in the Demon Cloud Sect in the Yellow Devil Sea, and no one knows it. !
North Devil Heart, South Jiuque!
The Great Sovereign of Southern Demon Cloud Sect is precisely this silver-haired old man in a python robe sitting opposite Mo Xinhou!
Moxinhou and Jiuque studied under the same person. After their master passed away, the two were of equal strength, but their political opinions were at odds. So the huge Yellow Demon Sea Demon Yunzong was divided into two factions, the North and the South!
The two are not pleasing to each other due to political issues. As long as they meet, they will definitely have a good fight, but Mo Xin Hou can't beat Jiu Que, and Jiu Que may not be able to defeat Mo Xin Hou, who is in a state of madness. The two are just playing around!
Sometimes they join forces to oppose the bright camp, and sometimes they fight against each other openly and secretly. I really don't know whether the relationship is good or bad. So the North and South have confronted each other for nearly a thousand years under this weird feeling.
"Brother, don't do it to me first every time." The old silver-haired man is obviously not a good stubborn, with an arrogant expression on his face.
"Remember, this time, you invited me here!" Jiu Que has a solemn expression and a sonorous tone!
Mo Xinhou laughed suddenly when he heard what Jiuque said.
"Quack, quack, quack! Yes, brother! Your brother and I are at such an important juncture of stepping, of course, I have to ask my dearest brother to protect me!"
Jiuque was actually invited by Mo Xinhou to protect the law for his promotion!
Seeing that Mo Xinhou’s attitude was also good, so Jiu Que continued: "The old man is here to help you very seriously! After all, there is a Tier 1 Peak God of War in the Demon Cloud Sect. The so-called'righteous' men who slaughtered the Dark Summoners are a huge deterrent! Both the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect will benefit from this!"
The Nine Que Demon of the Southern Sect agreed to help Mo Xin Hou. It turned out that it was out of consideration for the prestige of the entire Demon Cloud Sect, so he let go of the previous grudge! Bring your own disciples to the Beizong!
The God of War Realm, the three levels in a rank have the difference between cloud and mud. The low-level can only look at the high-level. It is harder to win the victory than the dead!
Perhaps Jiuque and Moxinhou's first-order intermediate war gods can only be regarded as two of the strongest in the Yellow Devil Sea, and once Mo Xinhou breaks through the first-order peak, they can change and become the Yellow Devil Sea. No one can beat the world's first person! A very sturdy impact on the bright camp!
At that time, the Demon Cloud Sect will surely dominate the entire Giant Islands!
This kind of interest tends to make two old evildoers who dislike each other sit calmly and talk about the alliance!
Damn! The dark powerhouse of the two wars of the gods sits in the North Moyun. Which of Moxinhou and Jiuque is not the master who kills people without blinking? Is there a way to survive this enchanting? !
Regardless of the grievances between Moxinhou and Jiuque, as long as Jiuque is still willing to protect the law of Moxinhou, it proves that if Beimoyun is in trouble, he will definitely not fail!
While Mo Xin Hou was talking with Jiu Que, Elder Bardot in the nave also just revealed the news of the "mysterious guest" to the enchanting listener.
"South Sect Master?"
The enchanting scream suddenly increased by an octave. Didn’t it mean that the gap between the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect could not be reconciled? Why would the great demon of the Northern Sect even invite the Sect Master of the Southern Sect to observe the ceremony?
"You don't know." Old Bardot smiled.
"Sect Master Nanzong Jiuque is the brother of our Sect Master Moxinhou, who is too weak. Although the disciples of Nanzong and Beizong hate each other, Jiuque himself still cares about the friendship of our lord. , Hehe...the two of them have troubles, no one can explain it clearly!"
The old man Bardot didn't continue speaking, but put a "you know" expression on his enchanting face.
Why can't the enchanting figure out the clues inside?
The benefits of the alliance! The bright future of Moyunzong!
The enchanting is instantly petrified!
A **** of war has already killed her! The two big monsters appeared in the inner temple at the same time, what would she need to save Long Jue's life?
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! God, I am so cute! One is not enough, why do I put a nine-queue demon?"
The enchanting roar in my heart!
The Nine Faults of the Southern Sect should not be a good bird either! Although Zuo Jingmo once said that the Southern Sect lord was "good", but this kind of "goodness" is barely considered human in a place as evil as the Demon Cloud Sect. God knows that the "good" Nine Que Demon King was killed. how many people? ! How many nasty things have you done? !
The enchanting guess is right this time!
Jiuque is indeed not a pure-hearted good stubble!
On the evil of murder and arson, he has never done anything less. It's just that he is not as unprovoked and tyrannical as Mo Xinhou, and when he is bored, he will occasionally organize clan disciples and demons. fighting.
Because Jiuque likes to slaughter demons and save people, he is deeply despised by Mo Xinhou. Mo Xinhou always thinks like this: We should call ourselves little demons rather than human beings! Lao Tzu has never regarded himself as a human being, Tumo? It's not as good as slaughtering people!
But God knows if Jiuque did this to really show “kindness” to the human beings living in the shadow of the demon, or is it just to itch for fun?
Maybe he is more cruel than Mo Xinhou!
Everything is just a mystery! The enchanting tears now can only be swallowed in the stomach.
"Now there are a large number of core disciples of the Southern Sect in the nave, so there are so many handymen in the nave waiting for them." Elder Bardot did not notice the enchanting and rigid expression, and was still introducing the enchanting nave in detail Case.
"The core disciples of the Southern Sect are all dressed in cyan clothes, and our core disciples of the Northern Sect are all dressed in blue. You have to be clear here."
As the old man Bardot said, he took out a faint blue dress from his storage magic device and handed it to the enchanting.
It seems that the old demon is quite prepared! Actually, when he first brought the enchanting to the nave, he had already personally prepared the clothes and other things for him!
The enchanting general took over the long skirt in the hands of the old Demon Bardot. Before he could thank him, he suddenly found that the old Demon Bardot was staring at her with **** eyes.
"What are you doing?" His eyes turned enchantingly with goose bumps.
"Put it on!" Elder Bardot said coldly!
Shrimp? Did you hear me wrong? Put it on? So urgent! Change clothes on the main road? Enchanting instantly stiffened his back, and a black line fell...
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Originally, there were more than 10,000 words. Some parts were deleted if they were not pleasing to the eye. Although the number of words in this chapter is less than 10,000, it ensures the smoothness of the logic. This month I want to keep going to the end, so these 2,000 words, See if I can make up tomorrow~group~