The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Afterwards, Wang Ling got a list of the items to be carried for the four-day inter-school exchange.

In addition to the basic school supplies, a change of clothes for evening use, and a spirit sword on the list for flying sword exchange activities. On the last line of the entire list, it was specially marked with bold and eye-catching characters: school uniforms must be worn.

Regarding the issue of school uniforms, Wang Ling was completely unable to complain, because the aesthetics of school uniforms across the country were unified. He didn't believe that the school uniform of No. 59 Middle School could be seen well.

The only troublesome point at the moment is the four-day inter-school communication. What should I do to make myself appear as low-key as possible.

Whether it was Old Antique who led the team this time, or the other four people, Wang Ling was strictly guarded against.

Staring at the notice, Wang Ling sighed.

In any case, this matter is not easy to deal with and needs to be handled with care. Any suspicious move may deepen other people's attention and suspicion of him.

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There are some precautions on the communication notice, which need to be reviewed and signed by parents.

In the evening, when Wang Ling returned home, he threw the notice directly to Dad Wang.

Dad Wang took out the pen from his pocket, and signed his name with flying colors.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" Wang Ling was surprised.

Usually, Dad Wang takes the notices issued by the school more seriously than the morning news.

"Off-campus activities are all safety instructions and precautions. There's nothing to see. Who can beat you?" Dad Wang said.

"..."

Dad Wang pushed on his black-rimmed glasses and grabbed the evening news on the table: "In the past few days, there has been a lot of rumors about the assassination of the shadow stream assassins in your school. The person who died the most was completely shattered. , It is said that even the golden core has been smashed into slag, wouldn't it be you who did it?"

Wang Ling: "..."

Seeing that Wang Ling didn't speak, Dad Wang sighed deeply: "This time the situation is special, so be careful next time."

Wang Ling spread out his hands and said helplessly, "He did it first, and I didn't fight back."

Dad Wang put down the newspaper, sighed, and looked at Wang Ling earnestly and said, "Although he killed himself, you have to control it in the future. Anyway, leave a whole corpse for someone! Look, this is for our forensic doctor. The identification work of the comrades has caused so much trouble. People have to restore these bone residues piece by piece, and then put them together."

"..."

"Forget it, it's not easy for Ling Ling. Without that seal, this person would probably be devoured to the point of not even leaving scum." Wang Ma walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot fish soup. , put it on the dining table, and unbuttoned the apron: "You two wash your hands and prepare to eat!"

Wang Ling stared at the fish soup for a long time: "Starfish?"

Wang Ling remembered that this kind of fish obviously tasted bad, but it was very expensive. Unless there are distinguished guests at home, Wang Ma will only buy one during the festivals.

Even if Wang Ling didn't say anything, Wang Ma immediately understood Wang Ling's eyes: "Xiao Ming was going to come today and wanted to keep him for dinner, but he was rushed back in a hurry. It's a pity that I stayed up for eight hours. Fish. You two eat more today!"

Wang Ling sighed inwardly: Sure enough, it was Wang Ming!

Wang Ming is his cousin. Because of a big fever when he was a child, his brain was awakened inadvertently as if his spiritual energy was revived, and he became a magical character like Professor X, with extremely high wisdom.

At the age of seven, Wang Ming was exceptionally admitted to the Academy of Cultivation and Magic Weapons, becoming the youngest academician and a magic weapon design consultant.

So far, Wang Ming's identity has not been officially disclosed and has become part of state secrets.

To Hua Xiuguo's military, this man's brain was even more terrifying than a holy weapon.

The seal talisman that has been attached to Wang Ling's arm, although it was drawn by Wang Ling based on ancient books, incorporates the "material to Wang Ling" discovered by Wang Ming, which can restrain Wang Ling's original origin. Qi, thus helping Wang Ling to control the power.

Wang Ling always felt that his brother was quite a black-bellied guy, and he always liked to use the new magic weapon he had developed and then directly conduct human experiments on him... Because Wang Ling's fighting ability was extremely strong, even if the experiment failed There will be no problem.

To Wang Ling, this is an annoying but helpless guy...

Wang's father and Wang's mother disagreed with this, and felt that the two brothers had a very good relationship.

Otherwise, why does Wang Ming keep caring about you? Are you afraid that you will die?

Wang Ling glanced at the two of them: "..." Really, you two are right! Wang Ling felt that if he really died, the most painful thing for Wang Ming would be that he couldn't find a suitable guinea pig to test the magic weapon on his body.

Dad Wang frowned, looked at Wang Ma and asked, "Xiao Ming finally came here today, why didn't you persuade him? Xiao Ming hasn't come for a while."

"Xiao Ming focuses on national affairs, and I can't persuade him. He said that he had a friend from abroad who couldn't control his brain waves, so he put two lollipops on his head as a suppressor. There is a problem with sugar now, and people are rushing to contact him to analyze the fault."

Wang Ma said with a pity: "Next time, I will let Xiao Ming stay and sleep with Ling Ling, so that the two brothers can exchange feelings."

"..." Wang Ling felt that he would probably give Wang Ming a fist of wisdom...

Dad Wang suddenly realized what was wrong: "Hey, no! You can't let them sleep together, otherwise, it will make Lingling sleepless and kill Xiaoming with one punch?"

Wang Ling: "..."

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In addition to the nonsense between the two couples, after all, Dad Wang returned to the right track first: "By the way, Xiao Ming came here on purpose this time, what's the matter?"

Wang Ma suddenly patted her head and almost forgot her business! She looked at Wang Ling and asked, "Ling Ling, how many days do you think your seal will last?"

Wang Ling remembered that it seemed like half a year had passed since the last time he changed the talisman. Fingers crossed... Well, at least three days, five days, the spiritual power of the seal will completely disappear. At that time, his breath will be completely released and exposed to the public eye.

At that time, what will happen, even Wang Ling himself does not know.

"Is there only three to five days? Xiao Ming said that the upgraded version of the rune will be delivered as soon as possible this week." Wang Ma suddenly said with some concern.

Because the last time Wang Ling's breath overflowed uncontrollably, the entire Xingyu City was inexplicably without power for ten days!

"The timing should be fine."

Dad Wang nodded and said, and looked at Wang Ma, who frowned tightly: "If you are really worried, let Jingke follow him."

Jing Ke, this is the second sword that Dad Wang found for Wang Ling after Wang Ling broke the great sword at the age of one.

This sword has been following Wang Ling since childhood, and it is the only spirit sword that has signed a formal contract with Wang Ling.

However, the texture of this spirit sword is somewhat special.

It is a non-gold, non-silver, non-copper, non-iron... a small wooden sword.