Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

0Everyone greeted each other casually before returning home. Only Ji Junlan was reluctant to part with her idol, Qingchuan. She forced herself to take two photos before giving up.    

    

After returning to the hotel, Aokawa Sayuri let out a long breath and threw herself onto the bed without any image. She casually kicked off the expensive high heels on her feet and stretched.    

    

The young lady on the side frowned and said, "Qingchuan, you are a popular idol. You have to pay attention to your appearance."    

    

Aokawa Sayuri acted as if she did not hear and continued to roll on the bed. She lazily shouted, "I am so tired. I have seen too many people today and even watched two good shows. I am really tired of both physically and mentally."    

    

The young lady continued to persuade, "Qingchuan, what you should do now is to return to R Country immediately. It is the New Year now. You should be the one to appear in the mirror more often and expose yourself to the public. How can you waste time here?"    

    

Aokawa Sayuri turned a deaf ear to her manager's words and continued, "Who is that person called Ye Chen? Why did he make those fierce people so afraid when he revealed his identity?"    

    

When the young lady heard this, she also frowned and thought for a while before saying, "It seems that he should be a disciple of some big family. This kind of person will wait for you to develop your business to Z Country in the future. Perhaps it is very useful, but right now, you should focus your attention on the country!"    

    

The corner of Aokawa Sayuri's mouth raised slightly and she said lightly, "No, what I need to do now is to get that man called Ding Liangcai. As long as I get him, what is a mere idol celebrity status?"    

    

"What did you say?"    

    

The young lady of the village was anxious and angry. She wanted to scold him, but she realized that he had stood up at some point. His long black hair fluttered even though there was no wind. On his fair and tender skin... She didn't know when it was covered with strange patterns.    

    

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, she felt a gust of chilly wind. She could not even open her mouth and could only powerlessly lie on the bed.    

    

At this time, Aokawa Sayuri stood up with a strange smile and lightly said, "Miss Murakami, to be honest, you are a very responsible manager, but my world is not what you can imagine."    

    

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Aokawa Sayuri's brows raised and she stood where she was and did not move. With a light wave of her hand, the thick and heavy anti-theft door automatically opened.    

    

The one who walked in from the door was the one Ye Chen had checked the color of his pants during the day. The man who did not know about it. His face was full of respect as he bowed first. Then he glanced at the unconscious Miss Muramasa on the bed and said, "Young Miss, do you want me to take care of this woman?"    

    

Aokawa Sayuri said lightly, "No need. I have already erased her memory. Although this guy chased me all the way to Z Country, there is no need to kill him. After all, my idol career will still depend on her in the future."    

    

The man grinned hideously and said, "Young Miss has the support of Aokawa Family behind her. How can she need a small manager? I think it would be better to use her blood to feed my knife..."    

    

Before he finished his words, Aokawa Sayuri shouted coldly, "Shut up!"    

    

The man hurriedly stood at attention and respectfully bowed 90 degrees and said, "Ha!"    

    

Aokawa Sayuri took a deep breath. After all, she was 20 years old and was not as cold-blooded as many people in the family. She could not be ruthless to this manager who took care of her like a big sister.    

    

However, the man called Fujiwara Shinji in front of her was one of the experts nurtured by the family. He was one of the four Martial Arts Master but she could not neglect him.    

    

So Aokawa Sayuri quickly spoke again, "Tengyuan Jun, we are going to attack that Martial Arts Master very soon. When the time comes, your beloved knife will naturally drink your blood. There is still a use for me to keep this woman alive. I hope you can forgive me. "    

    

Fujiwara Shinji hurriedly nodded his head in agreement, but a trace of greed flashed across his eyes. He had coveted this arrogant and cold woman for a long time, but he was afraid of her identity and status, so he did not dare to make a move.    

    

"Sayuri, one day, I will step into the Saint Realm. At that time, I will make your body and mind belong to me!"    

    

Secretly swearing in his heart, Fujiwara Shinji smiled and said, "Then, shall we make a move tonight?"    

    

Aokawa Sayuri shook her head and said, "We will wait for another two days. It will be the day of the Yin specters. If we can refine Ding Liangcai on that day, he might become a disciple of the Celestial Slayer."    

    

Fujiwara Shinji also nodded and said, "With Young Miss's ability and the Spirit-branded Retainer refined by Martial Arts Master, she will definitely become the number one expert of the new generation in the world of Yin Yang. Even those people from Yi Qian Great Divine Palace can't compare to her!"    

    

Aokawa Sayuri shook her head and said, "The Qing Chuan Family is just a low-ranking Yin Yang Master. How can they be compared to Yi Qian Great God Palace? If it wasn't for the protection of Great God Yi Xie and the protection of Mr. Saitou, I'm afraid it would be very difficult for them to continue."    

    

Speaking up to this point, her eyes revealed a resolute look. "However, I will definitely make the Qingchuan Family rise up and stand at the top of the R Country's Yin Yang Masters once again!"    

    

In the next two days, Ding Liangcai had an unexpected joy. He and Ji Junlan, this carefree girl, got along very well. In addition, that night, the girl had helped him get out of trouble. She took the initiative to pretend to be his girlfriend, which made Ding Liangcai very touched.    

    

After a while, the relationship between the two was getting better and better. When they were shopping, they could even hold hands.    

    

However, as the saying goes, extreme joy brings sorrow. On this day, Ding Liangcai was humming a little tune as he walked on the way home. He was planning where he would take Ji Junlan to play tomorrow when he saw a man in a kimono walking out in front of him.    

    

Ding Liangcai keenly sensed the other party's malice and his eyes immediately focused. "Who are you and what do you want to do?"    

    

Fujiwara Shinji had already changed back into the Japanese clothing. He wore a bamboo hat and kimono, wooden clogs under his feet, and his beloved saber, Sakura Tribulations, was at his waist.    

    

"Ding Jun, I'm Fujiwara Shinji. I was entrusted by Miss Qingchuan to invite you to come and have a chat."    

    

Although his words were a little awkward, Fujiwara Shinji's words were still quite polite. The R People had always respected the strong. In his eyes, Ding Liangcai was in his twenties. He had already become Martial Arts Master, and his talent was obviously not lower than Martial Arts Master's.    

    

Ding Liangcai frowned and said, "Aokawa Sayuri? I don't have any relationship with her."    

    

Hearing the meaning of rejection in his words, Fujiwara Shinji smiled coldly and said, "Ding Jun, don't be in a hurry to refuse. Otherwise, your little lover will be very dangerous."    

    

As he said this, he raised his wrist. Ding Liangcai's eyes instantly focused. He saw that the bracelet in the other party's hand was actually the one he had given Ji Junlan!    

    

Ding Liangcai immediately glared at him and shouted sternly, "What do you want?"