spirit walker

Chapter 459 So Comfortable

Although he often complained about the devil's rotten crotch, big stallion, and sleeping with a beautiful woman, Zhang Yuanqing actually had deep fear and fear of the devil in his heart.

His character card comes from the Demon Lord and belongs to the Demon Lord's inheritance. He is a vested interest, so he never wants to see the Demon Lord still alive.

A dead devil is a good devil.

Just imagine, if the Demon King is still alive, would the fragments of the moon he left in the character card, the electronic watch of unknown purpose, and his various props be given to an irrelevant everyone for nothing?
Except for the widows of the demon king, Zhang Yuanqing inherited almost everything from him.

If the Demon Lord does not die, his doomsday will come.

Therefore, in the past few months, Zhang Yuanqing has been very sensitive to the issue of "the devil's real death and fake death", and he has to scare himself from time to time, and has to think about it from time to time.

It's almost over.

Now when talking about the yin and yang restraining the stars, Zhang Yuanqing inevitably became suspicious again.

"wrong."

After a short period of panic, Zhang Yuanqing thought of a detail. The master of Taiyi announced to the public that the characteristic of the descendants of the demon king is "black full moon".

Others don't know what the black full moon represents, but the strongest night traveler must know.

He knew that the Demon Lord had fragments of Taiyin, but he still dared to conclude that the Demon Lord was dead, which meant that the Demon Lord was really dead.

There is no need for the Master of Taiyi Sect to spread false news, what good does it do him to fool his own people?
"Having said that, the strongest night wandering god in the world has always been very low-key, not even as active as the leader of Dark Night Rose. He doesn't look like a master of stars who is good at layout."

"Uh, if I can feel the layout of this kind of characters, then I'll be damned. It's the scariest thing if there's no sound or movement."

Zhang Yuanqing muttered inwardly.

So far, no one has heard of anyone who can survive after leaving the character card.

Well, the character card is abnormal. The king of fear should have experience, so I have time to try it out. Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his thoughts, interrupted the conversation between Fu Qingyang and Lingjun, and said:

"Boss, I want to connect Elder Hongying with the Nihility Sect and deal with Master Chunyang together. What do you think?"

Fu Qingyang gave his opinion almost without hesitation:

"Can!
"The ones in charge of this matter are Hongying and Challenging Gaofeng, and the Southern faction will agree."

Zhang Yuanqing gave a puzzled "Hmm~".

Fu Qingyang explained:

"Elder Hongying has an upright temperament and has a very high moral bottom line. Elder Gaofeng is gentle and weak in aggressiveness. It is unlikely that the two of them will be free.

"Among the elders of the Taiyi Sect, Elder Sun and Elder Hongying are the most gentle, while the other elders are all tyrannical, scheming, and have a flexible moral bottom line.

"Using Master Chunyang as a bait to kill the elders of the Nihility Sect is definitely possible."

Zhang Yuanqing understood, and nodded while worrying in his heart:
"Aren't Elder Hongying and Elder Gao Feng also in danger of being blackmailed by the Southern Sect?"

Fu Qingyang picked up the corner of his mouth: "If there is no Elder Gao Feng, I don't suggest you to promote cooperation."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that Elder Gao Gao, who had been poor all his life, possessed "absolute defense", and it was extremely difficult to kill him, so the Nihility Sect would not do thankless things.

Although Fu Qingyang's talent shakes his head like a dog, he can be called a genius in terms of playing with the mind.Zhang Yuanqing sighed inwardly.

In the antique Buddhist hall, sandalwood is curling up.

The little fat man clasped his hands together and said:
"Master, if you break through to the level of a demigod, will the leader take action against you?"

"I can't give you an answer." The dark blue figure sat cross-legged day after day, conveying a vague and low, suppressed kind of painful response.

Unable to give me the answer, the little fat man frowned slightly when he heard this answer.

There are two interpretations of Master Wuhen's words. First, he has no confidence in reaching the level of a demigod. Second, the leader may be dissatisfied, but he may not make enemies for no reason. Know whether it will attract the malice of the leader.

Anyway, not the worst news!The little fat man settled down a bit, and then asked:
"Are you really only one step away from being a demigod? I heard from Beiyue that you have never committed any crimes for so many years."

If you don't kill evil, first of all, it is impossible to meet the annual "performance appraisal". Secondly, in some difficult confrontation dungeons, you can't pass the level without killing the enemy camp.

Master Wuhen's ethereal and deep voice echoed:
"In the first few years, I used teleportation items to forcibly escape from the spirit realm and took the initiative to downgrade. When my hidden score gradually decreased, the high-level spirit realm gradually left me.

"Low-level spiritual realms are mostly non-death, and there is no need to kill them. Occasionally, I will also clear gang dungeons to accumulate experience to offset the massacre missions at the end of each year."

Card level. The little fat man couldn't help being awed.

In the Transcendent and Saint stages, card level operations are not difficult, but in the Juggernaut stage, this is the first time he has heard of card level operations.

The evil ruler in front of him, in order not to commit murders, has been stuck at the level for 20 years. It is not easy to get a dungeon card level of the master level. During this period, there must be many life and death crises.

As an evil profession, this behavior can be called "great".

"Your character is admirable, but also makes me ashamed." The little fat man bowed and left the hall.

Fujia Bay.

Zhang Yuanqing left the study and returned to the small villa next door.

In the living room, the bunny girl was cleaning. In the small bedroom on the first floor, Li Chunfeng was typing on the keyboard.

There were two computers on the dining table, but the Queen and Princess Yinyao were not there.

"What about them?"

Zhang Yuanqing pressed his mouth on the computer and asked.

"The queen and princess went to practice in the fighting room next door." The bunny girl said softly.

"Yo, rare." Zhang Yuanqing was a little surprised.

The queen is a girl who works hard, but not hard enough. She can do the homework that should be done, and her business ability is not bad, but she is definitely not the type of hard work.

In the words of Fu Qingyang: Another rubbish!
The bunny girl paused before she wanted to speak, and said in a low voice:
"They were playing games, but the princess didn't know what she said to the queen. She cried 'wow' and said that Guan Ya had dirty her man, and she wanted to find Guan Ya desperately."

The corner of Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched: "Then Guan Ya also went to the fighting room?"

"That's not true. After the queen went upstairs, she didn't know what she said to Guan Ya. When she came down, she was so angry that she dragged the princess to practice fighting." The bunny girl glanced at Zhang Yuanqing, covered her mouth and chuckled.

Although I don't have insight skills, the words "Little virgin Congratulations on breaking your body" are clearly written on your face Zhang Yuanqing nodded and went straight upstairs.

He pushed open the elegant door, and the first thing he smelled was the strong smell of perfume in the air, and then he looked at the messy big bed that was covered with spots when he got up this morning.

The first woman in his life was sitting at the desk, wearing a black skirt and a white T-shirt, reading a dungeon guide.

On the balcony outside the bedroom, sheets and quilts were blowing in the wind.

"Are you back? Have you eaten yet?" Guan Ya stared at the computer screen without looking back.

She seemed embarrassed and shy, not yet used to the relationship.

Zhang Yuanqing is different. The young man who had just tasted love, now his mind is full of flirting, and he wants to ram it.

"What did you say to the queen? I heard that she couldn't think about it, so she dragged the princess to fight."

"I said," Guan Ya talked about her field of expertise, and looked over with a smile:

“Chicken chicken is delicious.”

"I agree, the happiest thing when I was a child was when my aunt took me to eat broiler chicken." Zhang Yuanqing walked to the desk, leaned over, gently wrapped his girlfriend's crystal earlobe in his mouth, and murmured:

"Sister Guan Ya, let's continue..."

The biggest advantage of having a girlfriend who likes to talk about nasty jokes is that you can speak freely when flirting.

"No!" After all, Guan Ya got a perfect score in the subject, but in fact, the fake driver who had just touched the steering wheel recalled the madness of last night, and the exhaustion deep in her body seemed to surge up again, and she hurriedly pushed her boyfriend's chest, uttering short bursts whispered:

"I suddenly regret finding a Scorpio as my boyfriend."

Scorpio is suitable for night travel, people are afraid of ghosts and sorrows.

Zhang Yuanqing bent down, stretched his arms into the bends of his legs, picked her up, and placed her on the desk.

Guan Ya made a desperate resistance, bent her legs, and put her knees against his chest, using a tactic to delay the attack, said:
"Last night, the fighting was very fierce. The soldiers were exhausted and needed to recuperate. At midnight tonight, the two armies will face each other, and the victory will be decided."

Zhang Yuanqing didn't take the enemy's plan to slow down the army, he hummed:
"To be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself."

Guan Ya was helpless and was forced to fight.

fighting room.

"Hoo, hoo hoo."

The queen, who was dripping with sweat, fell to the ground, her temples were wet against her cheeks, panting heavily, and shaking her sore wrists in pain.

Her charming and bright face was mostly bruised, and the left half of her face was slightly swollen.

Although Princess Yinyao has been very cautious, the gap between the two sides is too large, and it is inevitable that there will be accidental injuries.

"Are you feeling better?" Princess Yinyao unhurriedly took out the small horn from her pocket.

"It's better, but this way of distracting my attention didn't last long, and now I'm starting to feel sad again," the queen said with her mouth pursed:
"Although I can still work hard, fight for the junior position, and kill Guan Ya, but Yuanshi is still a young child. Do you know how tempting it is to kill a boy who is destined to be all-powerful in the future? Damn Guan Ya, how can He De, oh Woo~"

Princess Yinyao's bewitching and glamorous face is like an exquisite doll, and her expressionless expression is just like her mood at this time. Holding the small trumpet, she said:

"If I were you, I would encourage Xie Lingxi to seduce Yuanshi Tianzun. If he doesn't take the bait, it means that he is dedicated and has no chance to take advantage of it. Then you'd better give up the idea of ​​being superior, and Guan Ya will only hate Xie Lingxi.

"If he takes the bait, it means that you also have a chance. Then you can lure him and try to get pregnant first. In my era, whoever gave birth first would win the favor."

"I just wanted to poach the wall, I didn't say I would be a concubine for Yuan Shi, princess, don't apply the idea of ​​the feudal dynasty to the present." The queen curled her lips.

Stealing a girlfriend's boyfriend is a routine operation, but she will not agree to serve a husband with a girlfriend.

The Queen's eyes suddenly lit up:
"I thought of a way to relieve my depression, and I want to tell Xie Lingxi about it."

The happiest thing for unlucky people is to see others are also unlucky.

After all, he stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, picked up his phone, and sent a text message to Xie Lingxi:
"Lingxi, during the two days you were away, this woman, Guan Ya, slept Yuan Shi, it's hateful!"

Thank you.

In front of the mourning hall, Xie Lingxi held three incense sticks, stood between his parents, and bowed to his distant cousin who died young.

Xie Lingzhou's family members looked sad and silent.

When a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, Xie Lingxi can understand the grief in the hearts of the family members, but as a distant relative, Xie Lingxi is not too sad except to sigh.

But my mother said that you must be sad in the mourning hall.

Mother would say such things, except that she looks soft and kind, but she is actually a bitch inside. The main reason is that Xie Lingzhou is a distant cousin and a direct descendant of the Xie family.

In the Xie family, as long as it is the blood of the ancestors, they are all direct descendants.

Xie Lingxi's great-grandfather and Xie Lingzhou's great-grandfather are brothers, both sons of their ancestors.

In addition, Xie Lingzhou is a saint himself, so he has a high status in the younger generation of the family.

When a potential direct descendant dies early, it is natural to show due sadness and regret.

Putting on the incense, Xie Mama, the all-powerful green tea, has already started to sob and cry.

"Lingzhou is such a good child, why did he leave? I really didn't expect it~" Xie's mother said sadly.

Xie Lingzhou's mother endured her grief and had no choice but to go forward to comfort her.

"Susu, this is fate, don't be too sad, sit inside." Xie Lingzhou's mother knew that the clansmen were just showing respect.

Mother Xie gave her daughter winks frequently, but Xie Lingxi was indifferent.

She really couldn't cry.

At this time, Xie Lingxi felt the phone in her pocket vibrate, she took out the phone silently, looked at it, and put it back in her pocket silently.

After a few seconds of numbness, she suddenly cried out with a "wow", tears came on the spot, and her little face was filled with grief.

Both Xie mothers were taken aback.

"Lingxi, what's the matter with you?"

"Mom, I'm uncomfortable, I'm uncomfortable." Xie Lingxi knelt on the ground, raised her head, stretched her neck, and cried loudly.

Crying heartbroken, crying heartbroken, crying tears like rain.

The family members inside and outside the mourning hall, as well as members of the Xie family, cast surprised glances one after another, and couldn't help but be moved by the crying.

This heartfelt cry and tears cannot be pretended.

Xie Lingzhou's mother shed tears of relief for the first time, even if she was pretending to cry so much, she was also relieved.

A ray of spring breeze permeates the begonias, and the clothes are covered with fragrant sweat.

It was sunset, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky golden red, like the paint that God poured out at will.

The spring scenery in the room and the autumn sun outside the window complement each other.

Guan Ya leaned back, put her hands on the table, raised her head, her half-closed eyes were charming and misty, and there was laziness and drunkenness in the corners of her eyes and brows, like a nine-tailed fox drunk in the arms of King Zhou.

The soft light shone on her face, like a delicate crabapple flower.

Zhang Yuanqing thinks she is extremely beautiful, she has never been so beautiful in the past, this is the most touching charm and joy that a woman reveals after opening her heart to you.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuanqing stopped all movements, and his leg muscles suddenly tensed up, becoming stiff and motionless.

The green trees bring the wind and turn the emerald waves, and the red flowers take the rain to penetrate the heart

After the injection, he leaned over and hugged Guan Ya, bit his earlobe lightly, and said in a low voice:

"Sister Guan Ya, you are so kind."

Guan Ya's whole body was soft, and she gave a soft "hmm".

"you're so beautiful."

Guan Ya said "hmm" again.

"You are so comfortable."

Guan Ya hit him once.

After resting for a few minutes, Guan Ya wiped off the saliva from her face and neck in distaste, and cast a glance at him, "I'm going to take a shower."

Pushing him away, the long skirt fell, and she walked towards the bathroom with flamboyant steps.

Once again, she deeply understood that the swordsman's physical fitness is better than that of the star official, but in terms of battery life, ten Yayas will eventually become Chanyas.

"Let's take a bath together." Zhang Yuanqing, who was still full of ideas, proposed to take a mandarin duck bath.

Guan Ya's face changed slightly, and she said:
"If you dare to come in, I'll kill you with a single sword. At worst, I'll inject you with the source of life fluid later."

Is the life source liquid used in this way?Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while, and considering that he was indeed a little demanding and worked hard on beauties, which was not in line with sustainable development, he said:
"Ok."

In fact, I can use the mountain god's scepter to reduce swelling and pain for you, and then you will be responsible for solving my problems and eliminating the cost. This cycle is also a kind of sustainable development. Mention, afraid of being beaten by Guan Ya.

Guan Ya entered the bathroom, and ten seconds later, the sound of water splashing from the shower head came.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was in the sage time, took out his mobile phone, opened the chat software, and found two unread messages.

One is from Kou Beiyue:

"The Nihility Sect has agreed to an interview in Jinshan City tomorrow night, but there are two conditions: first, you can only bring Yin Ji from the Taiyi Sect; second, you need a very high-grade Knight Hui professional item. The location will be told tomorrow night .”

One is from Sun Miaomiao:

"I have compiled all the list of night tour gods from 1990 to 2000, including their current situation. Many of them have returned to the spiritual realm. Time is limited. I can only briefly summarize their lives, and I cannot give you a detailed resume. It's just too much work."

Liushui is really reliable in doing things, and it also comes with a life story!Zhang Yuanqing smiled:

"Thank you, thank you, I will invite you to dinner later, you will always be the little baby of this Tianzun."

Sun Miaomiao: "Disgusting, bah!"

Then ignore him.

Zhang Yuanqing deleted the above two chats, kept the attachment sent by Sun Miaomiao, and opened Guan Ya's notebook—it was thrown on the corner of the table when he was doing business just now.

Skillfully enter the laptop password, open the computer version of the "chat software", and download the attachment.

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)