Luo Yu's body had just been relieved and his body was very weak.

After Luo Yu fell asleep, Su Tao left the room and went to the hall to wait for a while.

A young man wearing a yellow vest came over with a plastic bag. Su Tao took the bag, checked the orange juice and milk tea inside, swiped the card and took the elevator to the floor where he lived. He did not walk towards his room, but stood next door and knocked on Ji Xiangjun's door.

Ji Xiangjun was a little surprised. Her cheeks were a little charming, so she showed a surprise and would be particularly seductive. Her mouth slightly pulled upwards to create a graceful curve, her eyes were round, and her chest was slightly undulating.

She was wearing a white sweater and half-white socks, her hair was loosely wrapped in a bun behind her head, and there were a few strands of hair falling down, like rippling vines, and the trembling ornaments on the earlobes seemed to be naturally formed flowers, her slender neck was tightly clasped and her arms were like white lotus roots.

She is also plain white in the hotel slippers, and it seems that she is a little lacking in terms of beauty and beauty to describe her at this moment.

The reason why I was surprised was that Su Tao rarely knocked on his door and held a takeaway packaging bag in his hand.

"The orange juice inside is for you. In addition, go to my room and stay at it. Look at the little girl, I'll make a call in your room." Su Tao ordered softly.

Unexpectedly, Su Tao ordered takeaway for himself. Although a glass of orange juice costs only seven or eight yuan, it is of great significance - the takeaway ordered by the boss himself!

"Okay." When Ji Xiangjun took the orange juice, her wrists were trembling. She thought to herself that she might be the best woman in this world.

A cup of orange juice worth seven or eight yuan is enough to move yourself, and it is only a little extravagant than a spicy hot pot worth seven or eight yuan.

If you think about it carefully, your susceptible physique is definitely not because you are too soft-hearted, it must be because Su Tao was too scumbag about him before.

Trivial matters can make you feel moved.

In fact, Ji Xiangjun likes this feeling very much.

Change the scene, change the props.

If Su Tao held a luxurious bag worth tens of thousands in his hand and knocked on his door, he would definitely not be as touched as he is now, but was replaced by vigilance.

"By the way, that little girl is called Luo Yu." Su Tao poked the plastic seal of the milk tea with the tip of the straw and took a sip.

"A very nice name." Ji Xiangjun also opened his orange juice and took a sip. It tasted sour, sweet and sweet.

Ji Xiangjun returned to the room and put on a coat, then took the room card from Su Tao and entered the next room.

Su Tao saw a fashion magazine on the coffee table, with a European and American model on the cover. Except for a face on it, the bamboo shoots that looked like new after the rain, their tall long legs, and their slender waists that were like willow branches swaying in the wind on the shore, were actually similar to Ji Xiangjun's short-lived figure just now.

I don’t know that after spending time with me for a long time, my shortcomings will gradually weaken, and Ji Xiangjun seems to have become more bright and charming.

Retracting his mind, Su Tao called Xia Yu.

When Xia Yu heard the purpose of the visit, he said in a deep voice: "I have arranged for someone to investigate the Qingnang secret treasure before. The Chinese medicine sect has actually been silently searching for the whereabouts of the Qingnangang Sect for many years, but there is no specific progress."

Su Tao walked to the balcony, looked at the sky, and analyzed in a deep voice: "We now have many clues about the secret treasure of Qingnang, such as the Qingnang Sutra brought back from Country Y, the Qingnang Secret Treasure given to me by Liu Ruzhen, and the Qingnang Gate map obtained this time, various lines

Suodu proves that the inheritance of Qingnang Gate really exists, and there is a treasure about traditional Chinese medicine hidden in the mountain gate. Now you have to arrange a group of people to focus on the movements of the Witchcraft Sect. They are now fighting in the nest, and it is very likely that they will master the key."

Xia Yu remembered something, "After returning to China, half of the ashes of Mr. Qiu were buried in the Cheng Family Hospital in Xiangdu, and half were buried in his hometown. Our people took the ashes to his hometown and found that the local people had a particularly high lifespan, and there were at least a dozen centenarians. So they visited and investigated around and found that in addition to the good air environment in the local area, a miracle doctor lived there decades ago, leaving behind some earthworks that can protect health. Will that miracle doctor have a connection with Qingnangmen?"

"Is Mr. Qiu's medical skills learned from that miracle doctor?" Su Tao asked with a flash of light in his eyes.

"That's right." Xia Yu said, "We asked the local old people, and they all heard of this."

Su Tao was silent for a short time. From a pharmacological point of view, the two immortal prescriptions in the world had very strong traces of the Qingnang Gate theory.

The prescriptions of traditional Chinese medicine sects have different inheritances. For example, the Yaowang Valley and the Daoyi Sect treat the same disease, and the main medicines may be the same, but the medicines and auxiliary medicines will be significantly different.

Su Tao had carefully studied the restored secret scroll of Qingnang. Qingnangmen liked to use a medicine called Shenxian herb. The two immortal prescriptions left by Mr. Gong both have this delicious fairy herb.

The mysterious Qingnang Gate aroused his curiosity. Although immortality does not exist, there is still a possibility of extending life and slowing down aging.

"Now, we will go in two steps. First, you arrange people to find the traces of the Witchcraft Sect. This sect is mysterious, mysterious, and extremely aggressive and dangerous. In the search process, you must be more careful not to cause casualties; second, continue to search for some effective information in the hometown of Mr. Gong, which plays a crucial role in the study of the two immortal prescriptions in Sanwei Pharmaceutical R&D Center." Su Tao reminded.

...

Black jungle, a temporary base.

As a professional mercenary, the jungle feels more secure for them than the tall buildings made of reinforced concrete.

The jungle can cover up their whereabouts and provide them with enough help when fighting.

Yan Falcon, wearing a black leather jacket, sat on a folding chair. He looked at the sand table with a serious expression, with many labels marked on it. It was a map of the power distribution of the Dark Side Organization today. The president was more cunning than he thought. Although he had received the support of most of the Presbyterian Church, the president retained his strength. Now the Dark Side Organization is divided into two, and divided and conquered it.

Yan Falcon threw away half of the cigar and his eyes fell at the door, "Come in!"

The warrior in green mercenary costume walked in, "Just just got the news, the president wanted to invite you to sit down and negotiate."

"Why should I negotiate with him?" Yan Jun laughed, "Does he think he has a chance of winning?"

Yan Falcon is now in an advantage and has formed a momentum of encirclement and suppression of the president. As long as the plan continues to be promoted, within a month and a half, the dark side organization will be completely controlled by itself. In such a situation of winning, how could he let go?

"He wants to talk to you alone." The warrior whispered.

Yan Falcon touched his beard, pondered for a moment, and said, "Well, I'll see what he sells in the gourd!"

When he called the president, Yan Jun mocked: "If I surrender now, I can spare you."

On the other side of the phone, the president suppressed his anger, "I think we're there."

It’s better for us to sit down and chat calmly now.”

"I don't think so, because in my heart, we are already in a desperate relationship." Yan Jun is very strong because he has the strength and capital.

"Yan, I promoted you in the first place with everyone's criticism. You ungrateful guy will sooner or later be crucified and suffer cruel torture to death." The president cursed hysterically there.

"Did you beg me to call you just to accuse me of these ridiculous curses?" Yan Jun didn't care about his insults. Such a irritable mood could only reveal his helplessness and panic.

The president was silent and tried to calm his emotions. "I must tell you something. The secret of longevity has already shown signs and is about to surface. If I get this secret, I will get the support of the Presbyterian Church again."

Yan Falcon frowned and fell into deep thought.

Although the dark side organizations have become two forces because of their own appearance, their external development ideas and direction will never change due to internal struggles.

Darkside Organization has been working hard to explore two future paths over the years.

First, where is the limit of human lifespan; second, mutation and cultivation of infectious viruses.

The former is life, and the latter is death.

If you master the future life and death of mankind, the Holy Society will master the future of mankind.

If the other party can find the secret of longevity, it will be a serious blow to Yan Falcon, because there will definitely be many people who will turn against each other to support the other party.

Of course, this may also be a delaying strategy.

Darkside organizations have been looking for the secret of longevity, but how could the results suddenly appear?

The president realized that he had finally gained the upper hand in the conversation and said slowly: "I have already passed the news to the Presbyterian Church, and someone should be told to you soon. Now I plan to talk to you. If you are willing to surrender to me, I can still forget the previous unhappiness and accept you. Because I appreciate your style of dealing with things. If you still maintain your current attitude, I think you will be punished by the Presbyterian Church in the future."

"Thank you for your reminder." Yan Jun sneered, "I can tell you now that one of us must die. I will never surrender to you, and even if you plan to surrender to me, I will never accept it."

Yan Falcon directly pinched off the phone.

He knew very well that his old boss was a tragic tyrant.

If you really fall into his hands, you will only be worse than death.

Everything promised at the moment is just a fake shot to paralyze the enemy's thoughts.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, the president's eyes were red and his breathing was rapid. He growled: "Come here!"

A moment later, a charming man in a red outfit walked in. He was tall, pale, and had no blood color at all. His hair was long, his eyes were red, and his gloomy brilliance was radiant.

"Miroseus, you set out to China immediately and stare at the Witch War Sect, so that they can set out to find the Qingnang treasure as soon as possible." The president said in a deep voice, "If they hesitate, take over the Witch War Sect."

The Witchcraft Sect is an important force under his control. Now it is time to live and die. Seventy percent of the forces of the Dark Side Organization are controlled by Yan Falcon, and he can only use the Witchcraft Sect to try to fight back.

If the Witchcraft Sect can find the Qingniao secret treasure and obtain the secret of longevity, then you will be able to get the support of the Presbyterian Church again and your rights will be able to continue.

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Chapter completed!