spirit walker

Chapter 468 Monographs
I'm going to see the palace lord, why is there a dark cloud covering the top, is the palace lord in danger?
Zhang Yuanqing was anxious, without saying a word, he grabbed his mobile phone and dialed the number of Palace Master Zhisha.

"dudu~"

A few seconds later, the phone was connected, and a lazy and charming female voice came from the speaker:
"I'm sleeping. Didn't you say we'll meet tonight? You miss me so much?"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, not only because the palace lord still flirted leisurely, indicating that there was no danger, but also because of her tone.

Usually when communicating with the palace lord, she always smiles, with the posture of an experienced and well-informed young lady, and her tone never changes.

It was only when he questioned her father about the past that she put away her frivolity and became serious.

This is actually very abnormal. People have emotions, emotions and changes, and it is impossible to have only one side.

The past palace lord, more likely to face him with a certain monotonous character deliberately in order to suppress his emotions.

But now, the palace lord's voice is soft and lazy, with a sweetness, as if complaining that her boyfriend disturbed her sleep.

Crazy batch is not crazy!
Zhang Yuanqing was sincerely delighted, this could reduce his guilt, and at the same time, he didn't have to worry about being hung up and beaten by his madly criticized sister because he said something wrong.

"I want to come here now, because I can't be sure whether to enter the dungeon today or tomorrow." Zhang Yuanqing said.

He was worried that he would enter the dungeon tonight.

Anyway, the matter at hand is over, there is no need to drag it until twelve o'clock tonight.

At this time, Guan Ya probably heard a woman's voice on the phone, picked up her nightgown, put it on, and walked over.

"Okay!" The palace lord's voice was still soft and sweet, "Now you come to Haomusic Hotel and wait for me."

Zhang Yuanqing didn't dare to talk nonsense at all and hung up the phone.

As soon as he pressed the hang up button, Guan Ya's snow-white lotus arms hugged him from behind, grabbed the phone, and groaned:
"Whose phone number?"

She let go of her boyfriend's waist, glanced at the call record, and frowned: "Stop killing the Palace Master?"

But she didn't ask much, but clicked on the address book, searched for keywords such as "Fu Xue", "mother-in-law", and "aunt", but there was still no content. wait.

Zhang Yuanqing squinted and silently watched her act like a demon.

When he saw her type in "slay mother-in-law", he couldn't help complaining: "Sister Guan Ya, you understand me."

Guan Ya let out a "hum", clicked on the address book again, entered her mother's mobile phone number, confirmed that she did not add friends, and returned the mobile phone to her boyfriend.

"Sister Guan Ya, you still check my phone. It's not like you." Zhang Yuanqing put the phone away and put it in his pocket, "Are you worried that I will contact my aunt in private?"

In his perception, Guan Ya is a very confident woman. Her figure, appearance, family background and vision determine her self-confidence.

So I seldom get jealous, and I don't have to check my boyfriend's cell phone from time to time like those Xiaojiabiyu.

Guan Ya snorted again:
"My mother is too clever. You can't play with her. It's best not to contact her forever. I'm afraid she will suddenly say: This is your Uncle Zhang."

"Then we can go our separate ways. I'll call you sister, and you call me dad."

Guan Ya pinched his face angrily: "Are you still playing tricks?"

"Aren't you the same?"

The two laughed and played, and rolled back on the bed. Not long after, the "creaking" sound from the force on the bottom of the bed started again.

Beijing.

In the basement, Ling Jun was sitting cross-legged inside the formation engraved with spiritual talismans. Nine white candles were lit on the edge of the formation, burning a faint green fire.

"When the candles are turned to open flames, the ceremony is complete."

Victoria, with a good figure and a pretty face, sat cross-legged outside the formation and said, "What's the matter when you come back this time?"

Ling Jun thought for a while, and said frankly: "I found out about Brother Seventeen's past."

"Your seventeenth brother?" Victoria recalled, thinking of this long-lost friend, "Lingtuo, right? He pursued me back then, but unfortunately I don't like naive and passionate men."

Having said that, she cast a cold look at Ling Jun.

Ling Jun was inexplicably guilty, cleared his throat, and told Victoria about the Xiaoyao organization's information.

After hearing this, Victoria frowned deeply:
"Do you suspect that the sect master killed Lingtuo?"

"Not sure, I went back to the capital just to investigate this matter." Ling Jun whispered:

"My father is still in the dungeon. This is an opportunity, but I am worried that his confidants and elders will notice something strange, so I ask you to grant me the secret of Taiyin."

Victoria sneered: "How can you be sure that I'm not your father's confidant?"

"I can't be sure," Ling Jun shook his head and sighed, "But if it was you, I would have no regrets if I died at your hands. Victoria, you are the only woman I have loved deeply in this world."

"Tsk tsk, the ability to speak sweet words is much better than it was back then."

"This is not sweet talk, my actions show my sincerity." Ling Jun did not continue, and said, "How much do you know about my Seventeenth Brother?"

After lunch, Zhang Yuanqing drove to Haomusic Hotel in the suburb of Songhai.

He saw Wang Qian who was acting as the front desk at a glance, Xiao Doubi's own uncle.

Because of Xiahou's family, Wang Qian left the obstetrics and gynecology department of Pingtai Hospital, and has never been heard from since then. He did not expect to be arranged here by the Killing Palace.

Do the same job as Madoka.

"Long time no see!" Zhang Yuanqing walked to the front desk and greeted with a smile on his face.

Wang Qian looked him up and down, and said with emotion:

"Obviously only four months have passed, but I feel like four years have passed.

"Back then, you were an intern working with a mixed-race beauty, but now you have become a big shot that everyone is looking at."

Zhang Yuanqing joked: "You're still alive, and you're fine. Well, that half-race beauty is now my girlfriend. By the way, what level are you?"

"I haven't upgraded yet, only increased my experience value by 50%." Wang Qian said with a smile: "All I entered were non-death dungeons. For me, upgrading is not the key, survival is the top priority."

"That's right," Zhang Yuanqing nodded, "Which room is the Palace Master in?"

"Sit in the room on the left on the third floor." After Wang Qian finished speaking, he hesitated, took a deep breath, and said, "He, is he still there?"

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said: "Of course he is still there, I am reluctant to use him to meet the enemy."

Gently spit out a mouthful of Taiyin Qi, and turned into a round and lovely baby on the counter.

PS: I have a splitting headache, a sore throat, and a straight cough, except that I don’t have a fever. I suspect that I have sunburn, and I can’t write anymore. I’ll keep it short today, and I’ll report the details to you tomorrow if I see if I have a fever.

No, the headache was so painful that I collapsed, accompanied by vomiting.Just this few words, I wrote for a full four hours, and I had to stop and rub my cracked brain from time to time, which was too painful.

(End of this chapter)