In the executive lounge on the 96th floor of Jingyun Hotel.

Duan Yeyu looked at Song Yue opposite him, and her delicate and beautiful little face was filled with the smile of a little fan.

"How is it? Is this place good to drink? I really like it. If I have nothing to do, I will come over to have a drink and see the night view of the capital outside. It feels great!"

Song Yue looked at the lively girl in front of him and asked, "You are not yet an adult, are you?"

"whee!"

Duan Yeyu smiled happily and said, "Who told you that I was not an adult? I am eighteen years old!"

Song Yue glanced at her: "If you have nothing to do, you will come over to have a drink. Is it the past few days?"

Duan Yeyu was choked and waved her bare hands: "Don't care about those details! Anyway, this place is great, isn't it?"

She just invited Song Yue to meet here. Song Yue didn't really want to come here, but she strongly recommended it and said that it was excellent.

"It's great. Let's take you Sister Qian over and experience it."

"cut!"

Duan Yeyu rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Brother Song Yue, although you are indeed very handsome, you can't help but want to take a second look at it, but this girl is not interested in robbing her boyfriend!"

"Oh, that's good."

Song Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

Duan Yeyu: “…”

She always felt that she was good at chatting, but now she was a little confused.

I feel that the handsome little brother on the other side has the ability to chat to death at any time.

He is worthy of being a young genius who is famous on Earth...

She looked at Song Yue and said, "Isn't it just that there was a small problem for Meng Xudong? Look, I agreed very happily? I even waived him a year's rent. How about it, am I good enough?"

Song Yue nodded: "Thank you."

Duan Yeyu pursed her mouth, picked up the wine glass, and said, "One left first? I'll do it, you can do it!"

As he said that, he killed the champagne in the cup in one bite.

He is not very old, looks pretty, and is very skillful in drinking. It is obvious that it is not the first time he drinks it.

Song Yue took a sip, and he only liked high-quality liquor.

Duan Yeyu stared at Song Yue’s wine glass that had almost no change and said speechlessly: “Don’t worry, brother, I have no bad intentions to you, it doesn’t matter if you take one more sip.”

Song Yue put down his wine glass and looked at her and said, "Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Such a beautiful little brother and so boring, I guess only the Qian sister who doesn’t like dealing with people can stand it!

Duan Yeyu complained about Song Yue in her heart, but smiled on her face and said, "Sister Huanhuan should have told you, right? But I guess she didn't understand it very well, because she didn't know either."

"That's right, there is a secret realm that our ancestors discovered more than a thousand years ago. They have explored it several times in total, and they have paid a heavy price and many people have died."

"In that secret realm, there is a very special underground palace. Unlike other underground palaces, that underground palace is an underground palace, and the entrance to the ground is also open all year round."

"The ancestors in the family paid a great price, bringing out several incomplete ancient classics from it, and clarifying the origin of that place."

Duan Yeyu put on a dining cloth, picked up the bottle from the ice bucket, waved his hand to signal the waiter who came to pour the wine to not come. While pouring wine for himself, he said: "According to the ancient books brought out, it was an ancient powerful temple. In that underground palace, there was a top-level sword sutra and a peerless sword. In addition, there were many magic weapons at the level of transformation of infants and even divine division..."

She raised her wine glass again, looked at Song Yue and said, "I only need that sword scripture. If you help me, if you succeed, you can copy a copy of the sword scripture and take it away. You can take it away as long as you get it."

Song Yue frowned slightly: "It doesn't sound very difficult. What caused your family's ancestors to suffer heavy losses?"

Duan Yeyu sighed: "There is a particularly tiny insect in that underground palace, the kind that is almost invisible to ordinary people with naked eyes, but it is very toxic!"

"At the beginning, the person who entered died inexplicably. It seemed like he was poisoned, but the root cause was not found."

"Later, I came back with the body and checked it carefully, and finally found that kind of insect."

"That thing is not only extremely toxic, but also has a very strong foundation-building and sequential level practitioners who can't withstand it, and its penetration is also terrifying. Even if you wear protective clothing and body-protecting magic weapons later, you still can't stop it."

“This is one of them.”

Duan Yeyu looked at Song Yue: "Secondly, there are a large group of ferocious birds living in that secret realm, which are only the size of a palm, but their strength is very terrifying. They are in groups. Once they see outsiders, they will attack them without hesitation."

"They have very strong defenses, and it is difficult to hurt even if the strong man holds a sharp blade in his hand. A sharp beak makes a blood hole..."

Speaking of this, she showed a little fear: "I've watched a video, it was so scary!"

"About a hundred years ago, our Duan family produced a stunning Judan powerful man. He was my grandfather's grandfather. The ancestors prepared for many years and brought dozens of people in. In the end, they only came back alive. Even the ancestors almost died there in order to protect their families."

"It was also that time that the ancestors successfully brought out several classics and some low-level magic weapons, but after that, our family never launched a plan to explore that secret realm."

"Hey, don't just listen to me, go one by one, brother, can you take a sip? Where are you raising fish?"

Duan Yeyu looked at Song Yue with dissatisfaction.

Song Yue smiled, picked up the wine glass and drank a glass with her.

"That's how decent!"

She picked up the wine bottle and poured wine for Song Yue attentively.

Then he continued: "My little sister is not talented, she is only eighteen years old, but her realm has reached the peak of her penetration. She is still one step away from successfully gathering pills. As long as I get that sword scripture, I can become the youngest gathering pill on the earth... Cough cough."

Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of something and added: "One."

There are already two proud daughters of heaven who emerged from the capital, Qian Qianxue and Wenrou.

She is no longer the only one.

"Is this why you are looking for me?"

Song Yue looked at her: "How are you sure I can help you?"

Duan Yeyu stared at Song Yue with wide eyes.

Song Yue:?

Duan Yeyu blinked her agile eyes and looked at Song Yue and said, "Brother, I'm online too!"

Song Yue: “…”

"And I know a lot of news!"

Duan Yeyu smiled and said, "Now on Earth, who doesn't know Song Yue's name?"

"Um."

Song Yue nodded: "That's true."

Duan Yeyu felt that the little brother in front of her was a very high-ranking person.

In the face of this, you have to avoid it and not force it.

After all, she is a cute little girl and her face is not that thick-skinned.

He smiled and said, "It's because my brother is amazing that I want to find you to cooperate! If I can invite Sister Qian to join me, that would be even better!"

You think beautifully!

Song Yue said expressionlessly: "Aren't you very familiar with the Qian sister? You can invite her by yourself."

"Oh, I just said that, all the children are friends!"

Duan Yeyu picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and suddenly switched to voice transmission, saying, "Actually, I originally planned to rush into Judan and slowly draw it. The elders in the family meant the same. But a while ago, I suddenly received a message that people from the cultivation world also set their sights on that secret realm..."

Song Yue was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly.

Duan Yeyu said: "There is no problem with the source of the news. It was the ancestor who entered the secret realm that year, who risked his life to pass it back in the world of cultivation."

Speaking of this, Duan Yeyu showed a faint anger on her beautiful face, and she continued to send a message: "After the ancestor ascended in the past, he joined an ancient sect called Wanjian and became an outer disciple..."

With Duan Yeyu's story, Song Yue understood the whole story.

The ancestor of the Duan family drank too much at a drink party before the New Year and accidentally told him about the secret realm.

Although too much words will lead to mistakes, it also shows human nature.

Because of that wine party, including the ancestor of the Duan family, there were only four people in total.

They are all fellow disciples whom he has been with for decades.

As a result, the next day after turning, two core disciples came to the door.

The attitude is not bad, but it is definitely not good and very strong.

Without any polite greetings, he went straight to the point and asked the ancestor of the Duan family about the secret realm, sword scriptures, and swords.

"The ancestor was stunned on the spot. Do you know what it feels like?"

Duan Yeyu drank several drinks in a while, although it was only a little bit each time, and it added up to a lot. Her little face was blushing and her agile eyes were full of anger.

"Although he was talking nonsense after drinking, those people were his friends for many years, so he betrayed him like this."

"Two core disciples, my ancestor must not be able to offend me, but just telling them like this, I felt unhappy after all, so I was sloppy and said about the Sword Sutra of the Secret Realm. I don't know."

"So he was beaten."

Duan Yeyu pursed her lips and took another big sip. She felt it was troublesome to pour wine, so she simply filled the thin crystal cup and said, "The other party didn't do a heavy hand, but only broke a few ribs of the ancestors, and then found an excuse to lock him up with a small mistake he made a long time ago."

Duan Yeyu sneered: "Even that little mistake is only known by his best friends!"

Song Yue silently picked up the wine glass, touched Duan Yeyu gently, and sent a message: "That's not a friend."

Duan Yeyu drank the wine in the cup in one sip. Her face became rosy, but her eyes were still bright. She nodded: "Yes, that's not a friend. The key is that my foolish ancestor still doesn't know who betrayed him!"

Uh... that's quite confused.
To be continued...