The vicious female supporting role of Quick Transmigration stands aside

Chapter 121 He Comes From the Ocean (14)

[Is that handsome guy next to Miss Koi the one who lives with Miss Koi? 】

[I bet a pack of spicy strips, it definitely is, the sound is similar. 】

[The young lady is so domineering. To deal with this kind of green tea, you should beat her hard to relieve her anger. 】

[Am I the only one who noticed the previous conversation?Oh my gosh, that necklace around the young lady’s neck costs tens of millions!Did the young lady turn out to be a little rich woman? 】

[Maybe the little brother is a rich man?Look at that car, I can’t afford it even if it’s sold. 】

……

Unexpectedly, Lu Xun became popular on the Internet.

However, this didn't have a particularly big impact on the lives of the two of them. It was the two protagonists of the wedding, one whose reputation in the company dropped gradually due to damage to his reputation, and the other who vomited blood out of anger.

After all, she was the one who was whipped and rolled around on the ground!

Moreover, because of Meng Qing, Ah Lang hasn't been back since the day he got married.

She couldn't swallow this breath.

But what can be done?

She is just a small employee of the Demon Management Bureau, she has no rights, and finally married a husband who can make money. That bitch Meng Qing is not short of money, so she can't control her at all.

The sea serpent could only be angry with himself, and almost vomited himself to death.

Here Meng Qing attended the wedding and made a big fuss about it being spread into the group by the little Taoist priest of the Lotus Temple, which was a huge response.

Tsk tsk tsk, now demons, Taoist priests, and people are all peacefully co-existing, and even they don't dare to mess around in the place of demons casually. Seniors are seniors, look at that neat action of tearing clothes, look at that whip , with a very high-class demeanor, it really gave them a long face.

Several viewers began to discuss privately.

"Senior Meng's cultivation base is advanced, do you want to ask Senior Meng for help with this matter?"

"Liu Daochang, you have been in contact with Senior Meng, tell me, what kind of temperament is Senior Meng, is it possible for her to help us?"

Liu Qingfeng was @out, that's called a reluctance.

"I have only dealt with senior once, what can I see?"

"Stop joking, let's talk about business now. If Senior Meng is willing to help, we will have a better chance of winning this time."

"Since I have an idea, why do you still ask me? Why don't you just go to Senior Meng?" Liu Qingfeng felt that these people were too hypocritical, so why did they pretend to ask?

"Okay, that's all there is to it, Daoist Liu, you can lead us the way later."

Liu Qingfeng agreed.

This matter is indeed a big deal. Both the Demon Management Bureau and their Taoist Alliance take this matter very seriously. After all, this time involves the tomb of the First Emperor.

Since three years ago, there have been various unusual movements in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Slowly, small animals that accidentally broke in have died inexplicably. The dead bones are everywhere in front of the Emperor's Mausoleum, which is very scary.

After everyone's discussion, it was decided that the Taoists and the Yaozu would go there to strengthen the barrier, and no matter what, they must prevent the things inside from coming out, otherwise, the people would be ruined.

So Meng Qing, who had just lived a stable life for a few days, was harassed one after another by a group of Taoist priests. Increase, that's an annoyance.

"Okay, I agree."

If she continued to eat like this, she would be poor.

"Senior righteousness." The Taoist priest who had his turn looked at the table full of food, feeling a little regretful.

Alas, the senior promised too quickly, so I have to wait for them to finish their meal anyway.

"But, I want to be paid." She doesn't want to do things in vain.

"Senior, this is for the sake of the common people..."

"Everyone in the world shuts Xiaoyu up to do shit." Lu Xun next to him interrupted, "These days, you come here shamelessly to eat and drink every day, and you want Xiaoyu to do free work for you. It's a good idea."

The Taoist priest was choked by Lu Xun and smiled awkwardly.

"There is a reward, there must be."

God, they are all helping to consolidate for free. How can there be such a senior who just asks for money, which is too demeaning for a senior.

Forget it, let's get together later and squeeze some rewards for the seniors.

"How much?" Lu Xun insisted.

After all, the salary of Xiaoyugan decides whether to eat seafood or white rice in the future.

"Well, 500 million, how about it?"

Lu Xun turned to look at Meng Qing.

Meng Qing nodded: "Seeing that you eat and drink every day, I guess you don't have much money, 500 million is 500 million."

Taoist priest:"……"

Senior, you are really wrong, they have money!

Eating and drinking is just because the food is so delicious, there is no other meaning.

If you have money, you can save a little bit.

"It's such a happy decision, senior, I will come to pick you up on July [-]th."

The seventh month and a half of the lunar calendar is the ghost festival. Before and after the ghost festival, the yin energy is the strongest. At this time, the seal can be controlled quickly, and the probability of accidents is relatively small.

When the Taoist priest left, he walked away with a few crabs on the table, and Lu Xun was so angry that he wanted to bite someone.

ahhh-

Sure enough, no matter how long it takes, stinky Taoist priests are the most annoying.

"Don't worry, I left some for you."

Smiling, Meng Qing brought out a large bowl of crabs from the kitchen and placed it in front of Lu Xun.

Lord Dragon King suddenly felt that Xiaoyu Ganren was pretty good, at least better than those stinky Taoist priests.

July [-]th, before and after Ghost Festival.

The Taoist priests came over and sent someone to pick up Meng Qing, and the two boarded the plane together, preparing to fly to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

It was Lu Xun's first time flying by plane, and he was very surprised about everything.

"I have flown by myself before, but this is the first time I can fly while sitting in an iron box. Human beings are amazing." Lord Dragon King sighed sincerely.

"Fellow Taoist, did you fly by yourself before?" The other Taoist priests asked curiously.

Today's cultivators are generally not very high-level, they have not yet reached the standard of hanging in the air, and they can't even fly with a sword.At first hearing Lu Xun mentioning himself back then, it was envious.

"Naturally flew by."

"Taoism friendly cultivation base."

"Generally average."

……

The Taoist priests are rich, and they all bought the first-class cabin. There are only a few of them in the first-class cabin of the whole plane, and they can chat freely. However, the expressions of the stewardesses and stewardesses passing by are not quite right.

Are Taoists now so good at bragging?

Still fly by yourself?

Why don't you go up to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?

The good professionalism of the stewardesses and stewardesses prevented them from laughing outright, and they completed the service seriously.

Meng Qing was a little airsick, and she didn't feel well.

When everyone was chatting extremely heatedly, she leaned on her seat and felt very uncomfortable.

Lu Xun, who was sitting next to her, quickly noticed.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked softly.

Meng Qing snorted and said nothing.

"What's wrong with you?" This time, his tone was unconsciously more worried and anxious.

Xiao Yugan is always alive and kicking, what happened today?

(End of this chapter)