The Daily Life of the Immortal King

The eleventh week of school starts on Tuesday, July 4th.

The Hegou Sect incident has temporarily come to an end, and the two brothers and sisters have finally released their quarrel after hundreds of years.

Therefore, on the day the incident ended, Old Antique asked the school for a full week's leave. The students of No. 60 Middle School complained that they had used up their annual leave. They can't hear gossip or do their homework secretly in Antique's history class...

Later, Wang Ling learned from the mouth of the killing Taoist that the main members of the Hegou Sect this time were actually the old members of the killing Taoist who were poor. Veteran cadres are very respectful of Taotie Taoists, they belong to the type that comes and goes when they are called... The entire Songhai City is turned upside down, and the ultimate goal is nothing more than to force the old antique to show up.

Of course, the implementation of the whole plan did not go so smoothly. For example, the fire caused by the fire on June 29th... In fact, it happened suddenly when a poor cadre tried to eat psionic fruit. runaway. At that time, the psionic fruit was still in the first testing stage, and the effect was not stable. The current psionic fruit is the second version carefully prepared by Taotie Taoist.

The second version has been improved in terms of safety performance. Even if it is taken during the foundation building period, it will not immediately go berserk, and there is a corresponding antidote for safety protection.

However, in order to finally make the old antique appear, Taotie Taoist simply made a complete set of this scene. He personally arranged the so-called psionic energy storage formations... Although these formations were later dismantled by Wang Ling and Fang Xing.

Later, this matter became an unsolved mystery of this matter...

A good formation disappears as soon as it disappears. The horror level of this matter is no different from a good sister-in-law.

Of course, the whole thing seems to be an illusion that the Taotie Taoist has carefully planned and laid out, but there is one thing that is true. That is the hierarchy of the Gou Sect... Whoever looks ugly can become a cadre. This is the rule set by Shi Lezhi after the disfigurement of the Taotie Taoist, and it has not changed since then...

And after the whole thing is over, naturally some people are happy and some are sad.

The top floor of an office building in the city center of Songhai City.

The owner of the castle stared at the masked Taotie Taoist on the sofa with a very ugly expression. At the side of the castle master, the mother of the castle lowered her head and remained silent, not daring to speak at all.

"Senior, you are breaking the contract!" The castle owner's eyes were so deep that he couldn't even drink his favorite milk.

Taotie Taoist waved his hand very naturally: "No, this is not a breach of contract. I just unilaterally applied to reject the follow-up cooperation. As for the killer weapon you mentioned earlier about the Jue Se scattered people, I have actually found it for you."

The face of the castle owner improved: "Really, senior?"

Taotie Taoist nodded: "I have already ordered someone to send it to your mobile phone."

After speaking, Taotie got up and wanted to leave, and before leaving, he glanced at the castle owner: "Your luck seems to have been very good, and you have not offended any enemy to buy your life. But here I still want to persuade you, sometimes It's a wise decision to take it as soon as you see it... going astray, obsessed, and you will only get deeper and deeper."

Obviously, this is a warning.

The owner of the castle smiled: "Thank you for your kind reminder, seniors, the juniors walk in the rivers and lakes, and they have their own measures."

As soon as these words fell, Taotie Taoist turned around, and his figure was like dissolved in the air, and it turned into nothingness. And with the disappearance of Taotie Taoist, the solemn chill in the air was also swept away in an instant, making Bao Niang feel a little relieved.

Bao Niang: "Fort Master, Taotie Daoist has cut off cooperation with us, what should we do in the future..."

"It's all little things."

The castle owner shrugged and said: "In terms of hard power, we are not as good as the Immortal Mansion. In terms of scale, we are not as good as the Guapi Army. But our Film Immortal Castle also has the characteristics of the Film Immortal Castle, that is, the intelligence network is very powerful. If we can make good use of it. This intelligence network should be able to exchange for a lot of good resources. If the backing is gone, it can be replaced."

Having said that, the castle owner raised his eyebrows and continued: "And this time, we are not completely without anything."

Fortress: "The fortress is talking about a great killer that is absolutely stunning? But...is this reliable? What kind of killer is transmitted through a mobile phone?"

The castle owner squinted his eyes: "Maybe it's a virus program? In the killer world, there are many well-known killers who are proficient in this virus invasion method. By implanting a virus in the magic weapon, the magic weapon fails..."

The owner of the castle opened his mobile phone curiously, and as expected, he received an anonymous email, as Taotie said.

However, the content of the email was not the virus program he imagined, but a flash photo that would self-destruct within three seconds of opening.

The castle owner opened the flash map, and the whole person was shocked - it was actually a photo of a stunning scattered person wearing his upper body.

At this moment, the castle lord suddenly realized what the stunned and scattered people's big killer was referring to...

"This is?"

Bao Niang was curious and just wanted to put her head close.

The castle owner turned off the phone with lightning speed, the blood in his nose was like a spring, and the red blood flowed down his beard.

Fortress: "Fortress, you..."

Castle Lord: "Children, don't look at this!"

Fortress: "..."

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This morning, Wang Ling came to the school and found that there were a lot of people missing in the class. Chen Chao didn't come, Guo Erdan didn't come, and even Little Peanut was gone.

Because of the relationship between Fengling, all the students who took the fruit needed a period of recuperation to restore their bodies. This made Teacher Pan look bitter and hated in the early morning. Seeing that the mid-term exam was coming, Teacher Pan originally planned to make a surprise review for the Talisman class, but because of Who Gou Sect, the review plan was delayed again.

And because of the lack of many people's relationships, today's homework can't be collected...

So this morning, Class 1 and 3 of Senior High School looked extraordinarily peaceful, without Chen Chao's complaints, Xiao Peanut's echoes, and Guo Erdan's gossip to listen to...

Wang Ling sat in the class bored for a while, and suddenly a familiar figure appeared at the door of the class. It was Teacher Ye, Ye Han, who taught physical education.

Teacher Ye came to the door and knocked on the door, still dressed in sportswear, holding a blueprint in his hand: "Mr. Pan?"

Mr. Pan was grading the exam papers. When he looked up and saw Mr. Ye, he was also very curious: "Lao Ye, why are you here? You also learned to grab classes?"

Teacher Ye: "..."

After hearing this sentence, the few students in the class secretly cast a resentful look at Teacher Pan... This is a typical bullying honest person!

Teacher Ye: "That's right. For the running event of our No. 60 Middle School League Games, I signed up for Wang Ling before. There are some situations that need to be explained. We need to hold a small meeting..."

"oh, I see."

Teacher Pan turned his eyes to Wang Ling: "Well, hurry up and come back. I'll write the talisman in five minutes. If you can't catch up, go back to my office and resume silence."

Wang Ling: "..."

Teacher Ye almost vomited blood when she heard it: these days, physical education teachers really have no human rights in front of the head teacher...