I have a portable space

Just like that, Meng Zhe played with Lin Yingtong in the room all morning.

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You go and prepare the things you need, as long as Xing'er is with me! "After lunch, Lin Yingtong kept urging Meng Zhe to go shopping quickly.

"Then be careful, I'll be back soon!" Meng Zhe said worriedly.

"Understood, let's go!" Lin Yingtong smiled and pushed Meng Zhe out of the room.

After going out, a look of Yin Yu appeared on Meng Zhe's face.

"It seems that Lin Yingtong's soul must be brought back as soon as possible. The longer it is delayed, the greater the danger to Lin Yingtong's body!"

"Yo, Meng Zhe, are you coming out to play too?" A charming wireless voice came from beside Meng Zhe.

It’s true that you can’t talk about people during the day, and you can’t talk about ghosts at night. Just as Meng Zhe was thinking of going to Oswell to get back Lin Yingtong’s soul, Oswell appeared.

"Give me back Lin Yingtong's soul!" Meng Zhe was not in the mood to be polite at all, and looked at Oswell with dangerous eyes.

"Yo, is the king of assassins in Canghai finally in love?" Oswell looked at Meng Zhe with a smile.

"I'll say it again, return Lin Yingtong's soul to me!" Meng Zhe already had the Pen of Purification and the Blade of Space in his hands.

"You're handsome, but you're so boring!" Oswell waved to Meng Zhe boredly, ready to get out of the way.

She didn't want to fight Meng Zhe now, after all, it would be impossible to live a peaceful life after offending Meng Zhe.So she chose to avoid Meng Zhe wisely, but she didn't expect to meet Meng Zhe in the hotel today.

"Bah, Lin, Ying, Tong, oh, soul, soul, return, me~" Meng Zhe didn't talk nonsense, and directly controlled Oswell in a space for a moment, and then, Meng Zhe's pen of purification stabbed at the Oswell's shoulders.

His almost 800-year career as an assassin is not in vain. If he was not strong enough, he would have died in a fight 600 years ago.

It's a pity that fighting across borders is not so easy, especially when Oswell is in the same line as Meng Zhe, the chance of winning is almost zero.

I saw Oswell blowing a kiss to Meng Zhe, and then she patted casually with one hand, the space that confined her was shattered, and when she slapped again, Meng Zhe felt as if his hand was hit by a train, Lost consciousness on the spot.

"I'm here to play with you today, I'll come back to play with you after a while, okay?" Oswell charmingly and wirelessly blew Meng Zhe another kiss. Slowly disappeared into the corridor.

Meng Zhe punched the wall of the hotel with a ferocious face: "Damn it!"

However, Meng Zhe's power was just to vent, it didn't have much power, it just made a faint seal of power, and if you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all.

Lin Yingtong who heard the movement was helped out of the room by Xing'er. After seeing Meng Zhe's face, Xing'er only dared to whisper in Lin Yingtong's ear:

"Mistress, it's the master, his face is so scary right now, I'm a little nervous!"

Lin Yingtong signaled Xing'er to take her to Meng Zhe's side, her face was full of worry.

Xing'er obediently brought Lin Yingtong to Meng Zhe's side. During this period, Xing'er's body kept shaking.

"Meng Zhe, what's wrong with you?" Lin Yingtong called softly.

After feeling Lin Yingtong's arrival, Meng Zhe put away his negative emotions:
"It's okay. I accidentally fell down in front of me. I just feel a little uncomfortable. I'll be fine in a while!"

While speaking, Meng Zhe warned Xing'er with his eyes.

Xing'er nodded slightly to Meng Zhe, expressing that she would not talk nonsense!

Lin Yingtong said worriedly: "Let Xing'er take you to the hospital for a look, so you can rest assured!"

"No, I'm almost fine now, I'm going to go shopping now, you go back to your room, so you won't bump into things!" "Meng Zhe smiled, took Lin Yingtong's hand, and walked towards the room.
"No need, I still don't think he is, why don't you go check it out!"

"It's really not necessary. Some minor injuries will heal after a while. If it is serious, so serious that I can't help it, then the hospital can't treat it!" Meng Zhe squeezed Lin Yingtong's hand, Just signal her to rest assured.

"Well, you must pay attention to your own safety!" Lin Yingtong was still worried, but in order not to arouse Meng Zhe's resentment, she only persuaded her.

After Meng Zhe saw Lin Yingtong's face change, he didn't really understand, but he used a trick that he used most often when he was a child:
Before Lin Yingtong could react, Meng Zhe hugged him:
"Do you still remember the meaning of this movement?" Meng Zhe asked gently.

Lin Yingtong, who was about to struggle, suddenly calmed down after hearing Meng Zhe's words.

Xing'er withdrew without hesitation this time, leaving space for the two of them to get along alone.

After Lin Yingtong heard Xing'er's movement, she didn't stop her, but stayed quietly in Meng Zhe's arms.

"Meng Zhe, I've actually heard and understood everything. I'm afraid that you will leave me!" Lin Yingtong expressed her uneasiness.

Meng Zhe didn't know how to comfort others, so he still used the method he used to comfort her when he was a child.

While hugging her, he patted her on the back.

"Don't worry, I will never leave you!" Meng Zhe kept comforting Lin Yingtong with small soothing spells.

After half an hour, Lin Yingtong gradually fell asleep.

Even so, Lin Yingtong still hugged Meng Zhe's neck tightly.

After waiting for half an hour, Meng Zhe had no choice but to ask Xing'er to buy things for living in the stable space after seeing that Lin Yingtong's strength in her hands did not relax at all.

But in the Taoist Association, at this time, it was messed up because of an announcement. Just today, the headquarters issued an announcement about the death of the president and the arrest of Meng Zhe.

For this reason, the strength of the top person in charge of the association began to fluctuate.

In the conference room of the headquarters, the middle-aged man who was sitting under the chairman's hand was now smiling at those struggling on the ground.

"Xie Linhong, how dare you do anything to us?" An old man with silver hair and wrinkles on his face was looking at the middle-aged man in disbelief.

The middle-aged man named Xie Linhong replied with a smile on his face: "Who said that only you can compete for the position of president, and I am also a high-level executive!"

"That was when Ji Tao was around, and when Ji Tao is gone, you are nothing!" another old man spat in disdain.

: Hehe, no matter what you say, no one can resist me now anyway! "Xie Linhong smoked a Cuban cigar leisurely, feeling indescribably comfortable.