Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Chapter 87 What are you doing with your legs crossed?

Gu Manzhi glared angrily at the young man, her hand gripping the psionic pistol, almost pulling the trigger.

This specially configured psionic pistol isn't very powerful, but it's guaranteed to kill this kind of creature.

She wouldn't allow anyone to hurt Jiang Lang.

Anyone!

"It seems His Highness really loves that boy!"

The young man suddenly smiled with relief: "Don't worry, that kid is perfectly fine. Cao Yu's death has nothing to do with him."

Ok?

Gu Manzhi was somewhat puzzled. She still remembered that Jiang Lang didn't seem to be acting strangely at the time, but she could clearly sense that his emotions were off, as if he had just crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

So when she heard that Cao Yu had died, her first reaction was that Jiang Lang had killed him.

As for what methods she used, she never even considered it.

Because Brother Mo Li is omnipotent.

The person in front of her then told her that Cao Yu was not killed by Jiang Lang.

Not good.

Whether it's true or Jiang Lang is just covering it up, it's a good thing.

She lowered her pistol and looked coldly at the young man before her: "What's your name?"

The young man smiled faintly and said, "Your Highness, you may call me Mo Yun."

"Mo Yun————"

Gu Manzhi sat back down in her chair: "You should know very well that Yunjin is not a place you should be."

Mo Chong smiled slightly: "I was just asked by a friend to come. I'll leave once I find the murderer, and I'll also come to visit Your Highness."

Gu Manzhi's gaze remained undiminished in its coldness: "I don't care what you do, but you'd better stay away from Jiang Lang, or I won't be polite to you."

"How could that be!"

Mo Yun smiled slightly: "He is His Highness Zhi's beloved partner. However, Your Highness Zhi, your partner is about to become someone else's husband. Don't you intend to save him?"

Gu Manzhi immediately became excited: "It's none of your business! I have my own plans!"

Mo Yun stood up with a smile: "I just wanted to encourage Your Highness Zhi that when you encounter someone or something you want, you must be bold and take action. This is very important for both your own happiness and the development of your clan."

Oh, right!

"His Highness may have been somewhat lax in managing his subordinates, causing some unnecessary and negative consequences. Surely His Highness is capable of handling this!"

Gu Manzhi's gaze was icy: "This is my business, and it's none of your concern."

Mo Yun bowed slightly: "That's good! In that case, I won't disturb Prince Zhi's rest any longer."

After saying that, he walked to the window and jumped down.

Gu Manzhi glanced out the window and found that Mo Yun was nowhere to be seen in the night.

Feeling uneasy, she quickly dialed Lin Fang's number: "Hello! Uncle, people from the capital have arrived."

"Um?"

Lin Fang's voice held a hint of ferocity: "How's your strength? What are you doing here?"

Gu Manzhi bit her lip: "He's at least a major general-level expert, and it seems he's here to help the Wild Faction investigate the murderer of Cao Yu."

"Did I hurt you?"

"They can't hurt me."

"That's good! What else did he say?"

"Showing off to me."

"How can we show off our power?"

"They said I wasn't strict with my subordinates."

"Those bastards never listened to you anyway."

Lin Fang said in a deep voice, "Don't take it to heart. We are indeed weak under the Throne, but the Throne values ​​you highly. They may have learned about Qida Shares, which is why they are jealous and have come here specifically to suppress you. Especially at times like these, you should stay calm, understand?"

Gu Manzhi nodded: "Understood, Uncle!"

Lin Fang smiled and said, "I'll go check what those bastards did. You can focus on preparing to become a school board member."

Done.

Lin Fang then hung up the phone.

Gu Manzhi let out a soft sigh. She hadn't had high expectations for her "subordinates" to begin with, so her mindset wasn't affected at all.

But—is Jiang Lang really getting married?

She rested her chin on her hand, quietly gazing at herself in the mirror.

She's clearly no worse than Bai Zhaoli.

Why can Bai Zhaoli do it, but I can't?

Is it simply because she is Bai Heng's daughter, while my father is merely the president of a chamber of commerce?

Do not!

Brother Mo Li is not that kind of person.

But why is that?

Gu Manzhi opened her email's blacklist, looked at the account she had just blocked, hesitated for a long time, but still didn't remove it.

Turn off your email.

She was still extremely depressed.

So—Jiang Lang and Bai Zhaoli met each other's parents at the promotion banquet. What are they doing now?

It can't be —

Gu Manzhi bit her red lips, slowly unbuttoned her clothes, pulled them off her shoulders, took an incredibly alluring photo, and sent it to Jiang Lang.

Radiation chamber.

This is the third round of radiation that Bai Zhaoli has received.

Although Su Yunchang's radiation chamber was a model from many years ago, it was the radiation chamber with the highest precision and purity of decay waves, and had no drawbacks except for its high energy consumption.

The higher the precision and purity of the decay wave, the more beneficial it is for the cultivation of new star clusters.

What Jiang Lang needed to do was to let Bai Zhaoli feel the rhythm of the Horn and Danger constellations through the madwoman's unique method, rather than just relying on subtle differences in physical sensation to distinguish between the two waves.

of course.

This method is not suitable for everyone.

Because sensing rhythm inherently requires a high level of brainpower.

Brain strength is a very abstract concept, but it can be quantified by an indicator: the activity level of neurons in the brain.

Bai Zhaoli has high IQ and EQ, and judging from her complexion and good rest, there's no reason why her brainpower shouldn't be high.

In the first two rounds of radiation, she immersed herself in the rhythm of the constellations Spica and Danger. The third round of radiation was a test of discrimination, and she didn't know what the final result would be.

It should be over soon.

At that moment, Jiang Lang's phone suddenly vibrated.

He took out his pocket and saw a picture sent by Gu Manzhi.

Ok?

Why post pictures in the middle of the night?

Jiang Lang was a little curious, so he clicked on it and took a look. He was immediately shocked.

What the hell!

Ah, this, this, this—

In the photo, Gu Manzhi's shoulders and chest are dazzlingly white.

The thin underwear tried to cover her perfect figure, but it couldn't hide more than just her figure; it could also conceal the deep desires within her heart.

Her slightly bitten red lips and her slightly flushed cheeks made one blush and their heart race.

So that's how alluring she is!

Jiang Lang felt that she had gone too far.

But he couldn't help but glance at it critically several times. He picked up a towel to wipe his sweat, but as soon as he picked it up, he felt something was wrong. This thing seemed to belong to Bai Zhaoli, so he put it back.

The door to the radiation chamber suddenly opened.

Jiang Lang quickly turned off his phone and put it in his pocket: "You, you're done?"

He didn't know why he was hiding.

Just hide it.

"Um?"

Bai Zhaoli sensed something was off about Jiang Lang and stepped forward to examine him closely: "What were you doing just now?"

Jiang Lang feigned composure: "I didn't do anything?"

"Didn't you do anything?"

Bai Zhaoli looked at him suspiciously, then suddenly seemed to realize something and exclaimed softly, "You, you didn't browse some unhealthy stuff while I was gone, did you?"

"No! No!"

"Why did you hide the phone if you didn't have one?"

"What do you mean by 'hiding'? I just put my phone in my pocket normally."

"Then show me!"

"Why should I show it to you? What are you thinking? How could I possibly browse unhealthy things in a place like this?"

Jiang Lang was somewhat exasperated.

Bai Zhaoli thought about it and agreed, but when she glanced at the location of her towel, it seemed that someone had touched it.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks burned terribly: "You, you wouldn't be doing this to me—"

"No!"

"Then why are you crossing your legs like that?!"

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