"I don't know, the information didn't say it, but someone mentioned." Yang Shixian shook her head and said, her face looked charming under the moonlight, especially the most intoxicating style when the river breeze blows gently on her hair.

Shanluo frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

Today he became a demon. He suddenly understood many things he couldn't understand before. Those obsessions that he couldn't let go were faded, and his self-confidence began to expand rapidly, as if he didn't take everything seriously.

"Zhou Yi, a legendary man!" Yang Shixian called out softly. Her voice trembled when she read the name, and Shanluo's brows became deeper. Everyone in the older generation knew the name Zhou Yi, and citizens who had been to high school also knew it.

Twenty years ago, Zhou Yi was born and launched terrorist attacks in countries around the world. The number of people who died under him was no less than five figures. This was the data reported when the alliance was concealed. Later, he was wiped out by the alliance on an island in the UK.

In history books, he is hailed as the most sinful terrorist since the new century!

Even if the single brain domain has been developed a lot, I can't figure out what the relationship can be with the literary era for twenty years? Is he the behind-the-scenes planner?

"That's right, it's the demon that caused a headache for the league twenty years ago. The league concealed a lot of truths. For example, Zhou Yi is not the leader of the terrifying force at all. He has always been alone, which means that those sins are done by him alone!" Yang Shixian nodded, with fear in her eyes.

Shan Luo was finally moved. He said in a deep voice: "You mean he is so strong that the alliance dares not touch it hard. Could it be that his brain domain has been developed to the extreme and his body has become extinct?"

Twenty years ago, that is, 2025, an era that can be called a human nightmare, the news on TV often reported that Zhou Yi organized annihilated the American special forces, the Chinese naval brigade, the British warship squadron and other series of news. If Zhou Yi did this alone, he could not imagine how strong he was.

You should know that even now he dares not challenge a special forces force even if he has literary talent, and it is even more impossible to fight the alliance head-on!

It can be seen that Zhou Yi has evolved to an incredible level.

Yang Shixian looked at him in surprise and said, "That's right, according to the information I stolen, Zhou Yi has a great relationship with the Era of Words, and Zhou Yi is still alive! He is looking for the Son of Miracle!"

"Son of Miracle? What is that?" Shan Luo asked in confusion.

"Those who save the world will definitely put the world in crisis in the future, and the Son of Miracle will be responsible for turning the tide, and Zhou Yi will secretly support the Son of Miracle." Speaking of this, Yang Shixian looked at Shan Luo deeply, but Shan Luo frowned.

Yang Shixian's gaze naturally understood what it meant. Obviously, in her opinion, Shanluo's ability to achieve such success must be Zhou Yi's help, but Shanluo's ability to reach this point is nothing to do with Zhou Yi's business!

"The Son of Miracle is kind by nature. From that document, I learned that Zhou Yi seemed to be vaguely trying to hold the Son of Miracle to the level of the King of Humans!" Yang Shixian shrugged and said, while Shan Luo's hands holding the railing couldn't help but force it, and blue veins bulged.

...

The next morning, Xu Fei sent two planes, one to the United States and the other to Europe and the United Kingdom.

Yang Shixian took Li Yan's body to the United States to find the genius, while Shanluo and Ai Qing'er flew to the UK. Shanluo originally wanted Ai Qing'er to go home. Now that the reputation is starting to become stinky, Ye Long Group will definitely not cause trouble for her again, but Ai Qing'er insisted on following him, so he had to give up.

On the plane, Xu Fei kept begging him to leave alone, saying that he wanted to be a disciple of his own.

"I can't teach you!" Shan Luo said with a frown. Everything in the game is determined by the system, and he cannot teach Xu Fei.

Xu Fei laughed and said, "Don't say that. You are the world's number one, and experience alone is enough to let me learn a lot. Don't worry, I will never bother you. In the future, I will try my best to go to the secret realm or start a war. I can even join Dawn. Although I don't have the combat power, I have financial resources!"

After thinking about it for a while, he agreed. After all, he still owed Xu Fei a favor and accepted Xu Fei as his disciple. His relationship with the Xu group naturally became much closer. Now he looked further and had his own plans.

"Yeah! I actually became the world's number one disciple!" Xu Fei was so excited that he even sweared. Since he saw the horror of Danluo yesterday, he almost treated Danluo as a god. With Danluo as a backing, he could walk sideways in the literary era.

Ai Qing'er couldn't help laughing when she saw Xu Fei like a child. She snorted fiercely: "Should you call me my master's wife?"

Xu Fei immediately said with a shy face: "Of course, it's necessary, hehe, master's wife!"

Shan Luo leaned against the window and smiled slightly. Everything was changing, but Ai Qing'er seemed to have not changed. She still spoke so fiercely and liked herself so much.

Time flew quickly, about six hours, and at just one o'clock in the afternoon, the plane finally arrived at the coastal areas of the UK.

After getting off the plane, led by Xu Fei, the two drove to Roger Town in a car. Ai Qing'er's eyes were always lingering in the exotic style of the UK. For many Chinese girls, Britain is a place they yearn for, but of course they only yearn for its beautiful scenery.

After driving for half an hour, the car stopped in front of a villa. After the group got out, Xu Fei handed a bunch of keys and said, "Master, you will live here in the future. There are everything inside, and there are two text-era nutrition warehouses. You don't have to worry about your identity being exposed. You can cover it up when you come out on weekdays and wear sunglasses or something. If you have something to call me, I won't bother you anymore. Hehe, I'm going to find my British lovers whom I have seen for a long time."

Then he retracted into the car with Ai Qing'er's contempt expression and single nodding, and soon the car disappeared from the street corner.

This area is home to villas, each villa is dozens of meters apart. The flowers and plants are beautiful, and the sea breeze blows. You can see some white people watering the flowers and plants in their courtyards from a distance. The picture is beautiful and calm.

Shanluo took Ai Qing'er's hand and walked into the villa. As soon as he opened the door, Ai Qing'er let out a surprise and rushed in quickly. He was also amazed by the decoration inside. The room was very large, the floor was painted with chocolate, the tiles on the walls were jade-colored, and all kinds of furniture were available. The whole layout was like a medieval European and American loft.

Ai Qing'er ran upstairs excitedly, obviously wanting to visit one room by one, while Shan Luo came to sit down on the sofa in the hall. He lay on the sofa, and couldn't help but relax. He looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling, his mouth raised, his eyes flashed with ambition, and he shouted softly:
Chapter completed!