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The long dream of a land of gods... long and indefinite.

Liyue will finally usher in the era of contracting with people, which will be a brand new era.

"Lingxiao Taiji Zhenjun, I haven't had time to thank you a few times," Ke Qing walked up to Han Chen with a lithe figure and thanked her very seriously.

Sincerity flashed in the purple pupils.

"No need to thank me, this is just the responsibility of the immortals," Han Chen said calmly, Ke Qing couldn't see the expression of the young man through the yin and yang mask, and he was a little frustrated.

Could it be that I'm dragging my feet...

"Ke Qing, this child Ling Xiao just doesn't want to say much, and has no ill intentions towards you," Grandma Ping smiled kindly and walked to Ke Qing's side.

Han Chen's mouth twitched slightly, after all, he's thousands of years old, don't you lose face!

Grandma Ping smiled at Han Chen, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "Ke Qing is excellent in both academics and academics, and he has never humiliated the name of Yuhengxing."

Han Chen is getting more and more wrong, is he here to be a matchmaker? "Cough, this immortal is a step ahead, Yu Hengxing, if you have anything, you can go to Wangshu Inn to find me."

Yin and yang twinkled, and Han Chen's figure had disappeared in the port.

What Grandma Ping said before was heard by Ke Qing. At this moment, the cat-headed girl blushed like a sunset fruit.

"Ke Qing, don't take it to heart, Ling Xiao is just cold on the outside and hot on the inside," Grandma Ping said with a smile, thinking of Han Chen's character in the world, a smile flashed in her eyes, maybe this is also a way to fight wear and tear.

"Keqing remember, thank you grandma Ping," Keqing said goodbye to everyone and returned to the workplace. The storm in Liyuegang is finally over, and the only thing left is to send the fairy ceremony.

She held her flushed cheeks, thinking about what happened today, the beating in the depths of her chest was much faster than before.

When you close your eyes, you can still see the domineering yin and yang mask, as well as the neat bunch of braids.

I have never heard of this immortal before... I wonder if Ningguang knows more information, I have to go to the door to thank him once.

"Master Keqing, this is today's document."

It's just business, well, no selfishness!

"Master Keqing..."

I don't know what gift to bring. Would immortals prefer immortal jade...

"Lord Keqing——!!!"

"Huh? I'm here," Ke Qing suddenly came back to her senses, only to realize that her little secretary was standing in front of the desk at some point.

The little secretary pushed the document on the desk and asked curiously, "Is there something bothering Mr. Keqing? It's rare for you to be distracted."

There was a slight blush on Ke Qing's face, really, what the hell was I thinking from just now! Just a normal thank you.

"Cough, I'm fine, what did Ningguang say?"

Ke Qing coughed lightly and regained her usual image, but her ears were still slightly red, and her dignified Yu Heng Xing would be distracted at work, which is not good!

The little secretary smirked, looking at Master Keqing's expression, he must have encountered something extremely happy, "Master Ningguang is going to ask you to visit Teacher Ling Xiao, there are some additional changes that I hope can be added to the novel."

"Ah? Ling, Ling Xiao..." Ke Qing's calm mood was disturbed again, and she immediately realized that this teacher Ling Xiao was Han Chen, "cough, I understand."

This is really a coincidence, Ke Qing covered her forehead and took a deep breath.

"Then I'll say goodbye to Master Keqing first," the little secretary smiled and bowed slightly, then left the room with a small pigtail.

"Ugh..."

Ke Qing buried her head in the document and made a shameful voice. It was too embarrassing. How can she maintain Yuhengxing's dignity in the future?

Han Chen was naturally unaware of what happened here. At this time, he was drinking tea in three bowls.

"Good tea."

Zhong Li took a sip of his tea, and a glimmer of light flashed in his pupils.

"What, about Liyue's observation," Han Chen asked while holding his chin.

"Liyue is ready to go to the next era. From now on, it will be the contract between Liyue and people, and the immortals will also retreat behind the scenes."

Zhong Li spoke calmly, completely unable to see that he had just lost the heart of God.

The deal between the Rock God and the Queen of Ice was something Han Chen couldn't stop. Even if he could stop it, it would be meaningless. After all, Zhong Li was no longer the Rock God.

"The rock that cannot be broken by the vortex will also be worn away by the erosion of time; the people we call mortals have fragile blood, but they are also strong."

Zhong Li's eyes were far away, looking at Xiang Ling who was wielding a spatula in Wanmintang, and at the hard-working people on the pier, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.

"I really can't help you, I wish you a happy retirement."

Han Chen also looked at the sea outside Liyue Harbor, where the wind was calm and the sun was shining brightly.

How will the relationship between Liyue's people and immortals continue in the future?

Ling Xiao, Tai Chi Zhenjun, may no longer exist. Ling Xiao, a light novel writer, is his true identity.

Han Chen drank the tea with a wry smile. In any case, Li Yue's story has ended temporarily, and his mission has been completed.

He looked at the extra 1,600 original stones in the system backpack and smiled, and this tenth combo will definitely draw out the Rice Wife Thor!

The corners of Zhong Li's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Han Chen who suddenly smirked, "How is your novel?"

"If you have a hand, give me one night and write him a million words."

Han Chen sipped his tea calmly, thinking that there were still a few days left, so he would not be in a hurry, and he would not write until the deadline.

Zhong Li finished drinking the tea in his hand, looked at the boss and said, "Boss, he invites this table... the bill for this table should be reported to Northland Bank."

Han Chen chewed the tea and nodded contentedly. Life without being a wallet is so comfortable. Thank you, son!

"Boss, take three more skewers of grilled goby to pack and take away. Please report the bill to Northland Bank as well."

Zhong Li wondered if this person's face was getting stronger and stronger. The dignified True Monarch Lingxiao Taiji didn't even have a Mora, so he insulted the Immortal Master.

Han Chen looked at Zhong Li and couldn't help but want to complain, you really don't bring a Mora with you, the seven rulers of the world, the King of Rock, when you go out!

The two of them were mucking about each other in their hearts expressionlessly, and at the same time, the two bills had been sent to Northland Bank.

Inside Northland Bank.

The corner of the son's mouth was twitching violently, and a few black lines appeared on his forehead. After knowing Zhongli's identity, he felt that he was a clown.

The most outrageous thing is that this person still sends bills to the North Country Bank every day like a normal person. Are you all right, Dijun Yanwang?

The young master sighed helplessly, no matter what happened, at least he got the heart of God.

He silently took out a tightly packed book from his inner pocket, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but the trip was not without success.

At least I bought a limited edition of "The Queen of Ice Won't Fall in Love" from Teacher Ling Xiao.

Han Chen: Brother Gongzi is too miserable, let him make up for it with this novel, but the fee is still charged, and a 22% discount is fine.