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Given the current situation of Ye Ji and the others, there are two ways to go from Yancheng to Mount Tai.

"The first choice is the high-speed rail, which is the fastest and takes the shortest time. But our former leaders must have calculated that we will go to Mount Tai, and there may be people from the National Security Bureau waiting at the station." Ye Ji marked a few points on the map , "Although I can crush all the little trash in Guoan to death with one hand, in order to avoid unnecessary casualties and panic among the masses, I don't want to do anything if I can."

This is an unwritten rule within the Three Realms. Outside of specific areas, other gods, ghosts, and ghosts try to avoid being exposed to human beings.One of the reasons is for their own safety, and the main reason is to avoid involving this fragile race in the flames of war that they simply cannot afford.

"Self-driving, it takes about five hours for the whole journey at high speed. There are so many of us, at least two cars are needed." Ye Ji turned his pen and drew a line, "It's only half a day's work, but it's actually not long. It's the safest way at present.

Everyone, let's vote, and by the way, also vote for the funders of the toll and gas expenses. "

Dong Wuyi and the others looked at Zhao Lang with green eyes without thinking.

Zhao Lang sighed: "Who told you that the God of Wealth must be rich?" Even so, he took the initiative to contract the expenses for this trip, after all, even his precious son stared at him with silent condemnation. in his pocket.

The son is indeed a debt collector, Zhao Caishen is full of melancholy.

Half an hour later, two SUVs set off from the outskirts of Yancheng without anyone noticing, broke into the white wasteland like sharp arrows, and sped away to Mount Tai thousands of miles away.

There were few vehicles on the highway on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the vigorous Spring Festival travel torrent temporarily came to an end. The sky that was barely cleared in the morning was covered with haze again.

Bu Fei raised his head and held his thermos cup to catch up on sleep. He was in a drowsy state most of the time in the passenger seat of Ye Ji's car.

But the culprit who caused his extreme exhaustion was humming a love song on the radio in a good mood, and harassing him with his claws from time to time.

Bu Ying lay motionless on the co-pilot until the wolf's paw touched a part below his waist, and he lazily closed his eyes and said, "Go any further, chop it off."

Ye Ji took out his paw nonchalantly, and winked at him: "You can chop it up anywhere, as long as you keep it so that my husband can take good care of you."

Bu Fei has become so used to his daily yellow accent that he is numb, and curled the corners of his mouth without opening his eyes: "That's what you said."

Ye Ji laughed loudly, wiped oil on his face, and refocused on the steering wheel: "Second."

"Ok?"

"What kind of person do you think the boss is?"

Bu Fei was very surprised that Ye Ji would ask this question. He put his hands on his stomach without saying a word, and he seemed to be asleep. It took five or six minutes before he said: "He is a qualified brother and a qualified brother." God. Although I don't agree with some of his behaviors, such as the education method of using violence to control violence, it is undeniable that his starting point is kind."

"Hey, you are the one who used violence against me most of the time."

Bu Ying raised her brows, thinking about it, what he said was the truth, so she shrugged her shoulders.

Ye Ji didn't make another sound, and seemed to focus all his attention on the steering wheel.

Bu Ying opened her eyes slightly, looked at the road ahead where the snow was flying, and said softly, "Is Tang Yan's lifespan coming to an end?"

The vehicle turned slightly imperceptibly, and Ye Ji stared straight ahead with a calm and powerful gaze: "You know?"

"Looks like I guessed right," Bu Fern's pupils were dark and quiet, neither sadness nor anger could be seen, "We always thought that our life span was endless, and it is true if there are no accidents. No wonder so Not a thunderbolt has fallen for many years, which is very unusual in itself, but I didn't notice it. Or I noticed it but didn't pay attention to it. I just took it as the root of heaven and earth. There is nothing I can do about it. Now that I think about it, I am really stupid. "

Ye Ji squeezed his hand tightly. At this moment, he could only give his lover such simple and rough comfort.

Step fern turned her head, revealing a rare fragility, rubbing her cheek against the warm back of the man's hand, and murmured in a low voice.

Ye Ji couldn't hear that sentence clearly, he couldn't believe it and quickly lowered his head to look at Bu Ying, only to find that he had already fallen asleep curled up with his arms in his arms, Ye Ji was locked between his brows and could never understand of heaviness and gloom.

Ye Ji suddenly felt that Bu Fei was really tired this time, maybe it was a one-off burst of exhaustion accumulated from running around for a long time to solve various incidents; or maybe he couldn't bear his insatiable demands these two days.He began to regret it, and grabbed people on the bed and kept doing it again and again.

The time between the two of them is still long, and he is not a brat, so why is he so unrestrained?

Ye Ji frowned and scolded himself bloody, the bluetooth earphone gave out a buzzing sound, and then Dong Wuyi pretended to cough: "Third Master, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Ye Ji rested his arms on the car window, looked at Da Ben who was running happily all the way in front of him, and said casually: "Girl, your father and I are driving, and I am not in such a bold mood to play such a difficult car shock."

Dong Wuyi snorted ferociously: "Third Master, we are going to Mount Tai soon. On the map of Dayan Kan, the land is so dark that it can no longer be seen. Zhao Lang asked me to ask Second Master if he is standing outside to observe for the time being. Let’s go directly to the Huangquan Eye Center. He is worried that the situation there is more serious than I imagined, and it may not be considered human anymore..."

Ye Ji stepped on the gas pedal, and caught up with Da Ben's ass in a whiz: "Old Zhao is not out of his mind, so why don't you watch him! Hurry up and seal the eye of hell, and close the door of the old second's house..."

His last words were lost in the bang, and the black Mercedes turned upside down, rolled several times in the air, and slammed into the torn apart road.

Ye Ji's pupils shrank sharply, he turned the steering wheel sharply, and turned a nearly 180-degree drift. The tires rubbed white heat on the ground, and brushed past the raised road slabs.

The rustling gravel fell on the roof of the car like a meteor shower, and Bu Ying, who opened her eyes suddenly, slammed open the door, flicked her wrist, and the bamboo stick turned into a Crescent Knife, cutting off the boulder pressing on the Da Ben.The handle of the knife supported the body, and with all his might, he turned it back to the front: "Is there something wrong?"

"No, not dead." Dong Wuyi crawled out of the deformed car door in disgrace. If several priests were crushed to death by the car, it would be a big joke.

Zhao Lang kicked open the door of the driver's cab, carried his son out with one hand, and supported Yao Shaosi with the other, his face covered with dust did not affect his elegant demeanor at all: "It's too cruel, can't we discuss it if we have something to do?"

The faint light of the sky was covered by a mass of blackness, and when one looked closely, it was not dark clouds, but densely packed black birds, and countless red lights aimed at them in unison.

"He found us," Bu Feren said, having replaced the long knife with a bow and arrow, with black arrows on the bow. "It seems that he doesn't want us to go to Mount Tai easily."

"Second Master, you go first." Dong Wuyi untied the copper bell wrapped around the cigarette rod, "Leave this to us to deal with, don't let him climb to the Taishan Palace first."

Zhao Lang sighed, took off his suit jacket, rolled up the sleeves and corners of his shirt, and said to himself: "I am a financial official who blesses and distributes wealth. I don't sit on the altar and eat incense. I come here to work hard." Fighting monsters, who will believe it? The boss who pays the salary is also on the run, alas."

"Dad." Chu Xiao found a safe place to hide, "Stop talking, that bird is after you."

"Why are you hiding there!" Zhao Lang wanted to drag him out, "Don't embarrass your father and your master!"

It's a pity that he just took a step, as if he gave a fire signal to the rotten birds watching in the sky. Accompanied by thousands of sharp bird calls, rotten meat and feathers fell like rain, the smell alone was enough to constitute Mass biological weapons.

"Ah," Ye Ji set up an awning and looked up at the flock of birds, "The smooth fantasy story that was agreed has become an upgraded article about doomsday zombies."

With an arrow from Bu Fern, a triangular fan-shaped arc rushed upwards, instantly scorched countless dead birds, and swept away a corner. He said angrily: "Third brother! Stop nagging there now!"

Ye Ji immediately jumped into the car at the same time as he did, stepped on the accelerator decisively, and crashed into the dark claws and sharp beak amidst the loud sound of the motor.

Dong Wuyi stared dumbfounded at the exhaust that flew away, and then looked at the flock of birds irritated by Buying's arrow, swallowed hard: "They really just left like that?"

Yao Shaosi calmly took off his glasses, put them in his shirt pocket, grabbed a silver gun from the void, and a cold light shone from the tip of the gun: "Who told you to pretend?"

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That person seemed to be just trying to stop them, he didn't kill them here, with Dong Wuyi and the others holding him back, Ye Ji broke through the encirclement easily.

"Sure enough," Bu Fern looked deeply at the increasingly indistinguishable black and white prospects ahead, "he cares more about the Palace of Mount Tai."

Ye Ji looked stern: "Honey, your dad is really nothing, no wonder you cut him."

Bu Fei was still in the mood to joke at this time: "Don't you call him father-in-law?"

"..." Ye Ji thought seriously, "Weng and son-in-law have hated each other since ancient times, let's take this opportunity to kill him thoroughly!"