This is My Planet

Yin Yi didn't get angry, but instead smiled: Xiao Ru sit down first, and this... boyfriend, Xiao Xia, sit down first too.

Xia Guixuan was wondering if no one had ever called him Xiao Xia since he was born, it was quite fresh to think about it.

Yin Xiaoru has already dragged him into a seat.

Today, it was indeed an atmosphere of three halls of interrogation. In the hall, the elders of Yin's family, who were in Yishui, reserved a seat at the bottom, which felt like an interrogation. Yin Xiaoru walked over, hooked her little foot, and brought the chairs to the side of the hall, as if she was sitting on the left and right for a small meeting like everyone else, then waved her hand and grabbed a chair from the corner and placed them side by side, calling Xia Guixuan to sit first.

This set of actions made people in the hall look different, but they finally held back and said nothing.

Yin Yi squinted his eyes and said slowly: The last time Yin Ping went to Sangyu, it was considered bullying you, but this time it is not so much... Xiao Ru has always stayed in Sangyu, rarely went to Beijing, and did not participate in many family video meetings. It seems that there is not much intuitive feeling about the atmosphere in Beijing... This time, we are not so much bullying our own people as we are avoiding danger.

Yin Xiaoru frowned: Avoid danger...

Yin Yi said: After all, this is the Canglong Star. There are some mysterious things that we humans have not fully understood. A few days ago, the Canglong floated in the sky, which is an incomprehensible phenomenon in the eyes of human beings. It is not a light and shadow, an illusion, or a real thing. Even if you use any technological means to analyze it and use satellites to observe it in all directions, you don't know what it is.

Emmmm... Xia Guixuan really wanted to tell them that it was a kind of meaning, something that could not be explained rationally, this thing really belonged to the mysterious side.

Then I am called a mysterious person...

What we can know is that the descendants of the gods recognize that the Father God is coming... Yin Yi paused, and his expression became more serious: The atmosphere over there is extremely fanatical. The original intrigues between ethnic groups and sects and the struggle between righteous and demons have all stopped. Everyone is researching when their Father God will appear, or what kind of summoning formation they will use to welcome God. This unprecedentedly hot and united atmosphere is actually a harbinger of war.

Yin Xiaoru was puzzled for a moment: What does it have to do with the war that they have created their own summoning array? Could it mean that after ushering in the Father God, there will be a unified leader? Then I don't know when it will be.

Isn't it considered a unified leader now? This is already a community formed for a common fanatical goal. There is a joint parliament of all ethnic groups to negotiate and dispatch. How different is it from our parliament?

Yin Xiaoru took a deep breath and didn't interrupt.

Yin Yi slowly said: It would be fine if the things they involve, such as the things needed to summon the Great Formation, can only be found within their sphere of influence, but do you think this is possible? The Canglong Star belongs to them, and there are countless relics and secret realms within the Great Xia range. Once they confirm that certain things need to be sought from the Great Xia range, then even if it is not a large-scale war, there will be a small-scale elite war. It is absolutely inevitable.

Yin Xiaoru vaguely understood what he meant: The Yin family's various projects have never been involved with the descendants of the gods. At this time, I suddenly took out the medicinal preparation of the descendants of the gods, which is not like what the Yin family should have. You would rather make people think that I stole it from the Zhou family, and you don't want people to think that I have something to do with the descendants of the gods?

Yin Yi said indifferently: That's right. Why are Yan Wuyue's days getting more and more difficult, do you really have no points? But you have a good relationship with Yan Wuyue...

Yin Xiaoru said coldly: Is that why you want to sell me to the Zhou family?

The Zhou family is very careless in their actions. This time, the research on transforming people, on the surface, their strong men cut off their wrists and fooled around. In fact, everyone in the high-level knows it well. They also have a close relationship with the Association of Immortal Cultivators and have a lot of related Taoist research. No one has yet determined how much the so-called Association of Immortal Cultivators is involved with the descendants of the gods.

Xia Guixuan listened silently, and suddenly felt that the boring housework before became interesting.

These famous families that have been passed down for many generations may have been worn down by pomp and honor, but if they are all domineering and brainless, it is not so... After all, a family has many people, with different brains, not one brain.

As long as the head of the house is still awake, it's not so boring.

Yin Xiaoru couldn't help asking: Since the superiors are very vigilant against the Association of Immortal Cultivators, why did they let it exist instead of simply pulling it out?

Unplug it? Yin Yi laughed dumbfounded: Do you know what is the basis for the existence of the Association of Immortal Cultivators? Is it because of hobbies?

Yin Xiaoru was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: For longevity...

Ha, that's right. Humans have been studying gene evolution as early as their home planet, and the original intention is for health and longevity... Facts have proved that the effect of prolonging life is worse than imagined, because the relationship between genes and souls has never been fully studied. Yin Yi smiled: Instead, it is the immortal method of the descendants of the gods. There are intuitive witnesses in this regard, and they can really live for a long time.

Yin Xiaoru swallowed, her heart pounding.

Although it sounds a bit off topic, she still wants to continue listening, feeling that the Yin family is really different from what she originally imagined...

Yin Yi continued: The ones who hope to live forever are the people above, and the ones who are afraid of being infiltrated and overthrown by the descendants of the gods are also the people above. The contradiction is so confusing that even they themselves can't figure it out. How can we pull it out? On the surface, they are defensive, but secretly, maybe the high-level executives of the Immortal Cultivator Association are their guests...or even themselves.

Xia Guixuan nodded when he heard this.

The existence of Ling Moxue nakedly proved that Yin Yi's judgment was very accurate.

Ling Moxue's grandfather who is the chairman of the Senate must be closely related to the Association of Immortal Cultivators, so Ling Moxue said that if her identity is exposed, it is a political issue, not a personal incident.

The president of the Association of Immortal Cultivators...or the leader, if it is a descendant of a god, then this is a long-lived temptation plan that has been carried out since 20 or 30 years ago. If it is triggered at the right time, the descendant of the god may make Daxia change without a fight. Yin Yi said leisurely: At that time, the descendant of the god did not have a unified mind. It was only the personal layout of a descendant of the god who would do this. This person is a capable person...

Yin Xiaoru always has a sense of humor.

Is this really the Yin family?

Longevity is poison. Maybe everyone knows that this association is inseparable from the descendants of the gods, but no one can resolutely abandon it. All in all, the existence of the Association of Immortal Cultivators is very special. It may be that everyone is colluding with it, but no one dares to express it openly...Especially at this juncture that is likely to usher in war soon, who dares to be suspected of being involved with the descendants of the gods?

At this point, Yin Yi suddenly changed the subject and returned to the main topic: Your formula is of high grade—well, it is said that the grade is not high, but the cognition is very powerful. It does not seem to be the research result of human enthusiasts. On the contrary, it is more suspected of coming from the inheritance of divine descendants. Isn't it good that the Zhou family claimed to have stolen it from them? We would rather pay them a sum of money and let them stand at the forefront of suspicion.

Yin Xiaoru took a deep breath: I see.

As for punishing you... Yin Yi took a look at her and Xia Guixuan, and said clearly: You were an orphan in the collateral line before, and the family really didn't care. Whether you married the Zhou family to exchange resources, or wanted to punish you this time, you really didn't respect your opinion. Maybe you were wronged, but this is the way of the world. Now that you have demonstrated the ability to make people look seriously, you will naturally be respected.

Yin Xiaoru asked, What ability have I displayed?

Yin Yi said indifferently: Your formula comes from this little Xia...combined with his martial power today, he is probably a descendant of a god, or at least from the late Tengyun period. This appearance may not be true, maybe it is Lao Xia...

He said so, but he was very calm, and it didn't match the vigilant and split attitude towards the Divine Descendants and Immortal Cultivators Association.

This time even Xia Guixuan couldn't help asking: Since you think I'm a descendant of a god, why are you so calm?

Yin Yi's expression became a little strange: What we want is the suspicion of being involved with the descendants of the gods on the surface. As for the involvement behind the scenes, which one doesn't have it? Why can't I calm down?

Xia Guixuan silently clicked on Ling Moxue's profile picture on the watch, and typed a sentence: You haven't asked your subordinates to say that the Yin family's formula was provided by them, have you? Then don't say it, let's say we stole it from the Zhou family... We will lose money.

Ling Moxue: ...

She silently deleted the three words that had been entered: You play with me! slowly.

Who calls herself a poor slave girl... No matter how capricious the master is, he has to bear it.

In that case, he doesn't want to do anything about the Zhou family's affairs?

She raised her head and looked at the military building in the distance.

Then make an appointment with Yan Wuyue.