There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

Some people are happy, some are sad, some hold candles and write reviews.

In any case, under the crisis of life and death, one hundred thousand words, two days, four miracles.

Chen Banxian had several thick review books stacked up in front of him. When the review came, Xiaoyan's hands were cramping and he claimed that the security guard and the three salesmen had already laid down and asked for half a month's leave.

"Why don't you look at me?" Chen Banxian picked up the review and read each word carefully. He accidentally noticed that Xiaoyan's head was hanging low.

How dare I look at you! Xiaoyan's head hung even lower, he was afraid, afraid of another ten thousand words!

I guess I will have a problem in the future where I don’t dare to look directly at others.

Chen Banxian saw that it was getting dark before he finished reading the review. Then he took out his pen and dipped it in red ink to comment.

The handwriting in this book was ugly, the thoughts were not deep enough, and the whole text was written in plain language. He was not happy with it, but he read it with a correct attitude and passed it.

In this book, the handwriting started to be regular, but the back was scrawled, and it was obvious that he had a bad mentality, but he didn't have time to read it again, so he reluctantly passed it.

The front of this book is okay, but why does the paper seem to have water marks on the back? There are more and more, obviously I am crying while writing, I am so pitiful, let it pass.

There is only one book left to read, and the meal is ready.

"Stay for a meal?" He invited Xiaoyan: "By the way, I can tell you a fortune."

"Hiss..."

The sound of pots and pans being stir-fried came from a special tent not far behind. After a moment, Banjiao's body arched into several hump shapes, and he moved this way with a plate.

At first glance, there are three side dishes: vinegar-filled potato shreds, green pepper stir-fried meat, boiled pork slices, and tomato and egg soup.

This is a rare delicacy at the current stage and requires a lot of contribution points to purchase.

Xiaoyan swallowed, not greedy, but frightened.

Anyone who sees such a big half-dragon will lose half of his soul.

"Hiss~"

Banjiao didn't even look at Xiaoyan, and he was a mortal who had never seen the world. However, Zhou Bai's two-legged beast was quite good, and he was becoming more and more comfortable with the dishes he taught himself.

Xiaoyan said with difficulty: "I... still can't. There is still my mother at home waiting for me to go back for dinner."

"You can eat whatever you want." Chen Banxian narrowed his eyes: "I'll tell you a fortune later. Think about it yourself."

Xiaoyan: Mom, I won’t go back for dinner today.

"Ouch, why is it so delicious!" Fang Ping, who returned home just in time for dinner, screamed happily from afar and ran towards this side quickly.

"Potato shreds, my God." He took a taste and then gave a thumbs up: "Little Jiaojiao, your skills are getting better and better!"

The half-dragon raised its head lightly. It still cared about Fang Ping, but it didn't affect its pride.

"Hey, who is this?" Fang Ping looked at Xiao Yan and felt familiar.

"I am the younger brother of the president." Xiaoyan's eyes were filled with tears. He always felt that Chen Banxian was going to kill him to silence him, and he only wanted to escape.

Honorable Minister Fang, save me...

Fang Ping has been promoted to Honorary Minister of the Ministry of Intelligence, a winner in life!

Why not a full minister? Die Yunfei was afraid that he would use his conscience to reveal the secret...

"Oh, let's eat together." Fang Ping didn't notice anything, and then pulled off Chen Banxian's hood.

"There are no outsiders here. Are you worried about being here every day?"

The paper bag fell, and almost instantly, a light seemed to light up here.

The skin is like gelatin, the hair is green and black, the red lips are slightly hooked, the bell is beautiful, and the god is like an immortal.

But that's not the main thing. Those eyes are raised, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and they are half-smiling, half-enchanting, and half-peach blossoms, and they have a charming look about them.

Where is the immortal here? This is a charming fairy.

Fang Ping's hand froze in mid-air.

Sigh... Chen Banxian slowly lowered his head and ate.

The nine-tailed demon body... was still discovered, and he also noticed it when he looked in the mirror not long ago.

I didn't tell him that it could change his temperament and fine-tune his already stunning appearance.

Xiaoyan suddenly didn't want to run away anymore. He stared straight at the beauty in front of him. He didn't know what he thought of, and his cheeks turned red.

"Eat vegetables!" Chen Banxian shouted, but Fang Ping suddenly trembled.

"Huh?" He was shocked and angry, what the hell were you thinking just now!

Fang Ping looked away angrily and said covetously: "What about that, Half-Xian'er, I want to sleep with you tonight."

"Go away! Labor and management only like girls." He solemnly declared his sexual orientation.

I have to adapt. Chen Banxian warned himself that mentality was the most important, and then patted Banjiao's head with satisfaction.

It's just normal here, without the dirty thoughts of humans.

After the meal, Chen Banxian felt sleepy, but he still insisted on fortune telling for Xiao Yan.

"What do you want to count?"

Xiaoyan quickly looked away: "I want to figure out my career."

Chen Banxian made predictions for him and figured out that his career was booming, and as long as he didn't cross the threshold, there would be no danger.

"Ding, get the Thunder Spirit Root."

Leilingen? Isn't this forbidden? Chen Banxian was puzzled, and then thought for a moment. The sound vibrated, and Lei also vibrated?

"Aren't you leaving yet?" He found that Xiaoyan was still sitting in the tent.

Xiaoyan looked away again and looked back three times, reluctant to leave.

Walking under the dim light, he realized that he didn't like women after all.

Rather, I like beautiful ones.

When no one was around, Chen Banxian caught Fang Ping and asked him, "When did you enter the second realm?"

"Why are you asking me this?" Fang Ping was confused:

"I only have some ideas at the moment. It is said that the second realm is not so easy to break. The sister demon is still in the first realm."

"It's nothing. You should enter the second realm as soon as possible."

Chen Banxian looked melancholy, he was going to bed tonight.

Going without sleep for several days was already the limit. He was afraid that he would succeed in cultivating immortality at such a young age.

"Then shall I sleep with you tonight?" Fang Ping rubbed his hands together mischievously: "Shall we play the game of Ba Ba?"

"Fuck!" Chen Banxian kicked him out and sealed the tent!

…

I closed my eyes, opened my eyes, and came to this strange place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

Chen Banxian turned around helplessly, and sure enough, the mysterious female figure appeared in front of him again. His expression trembled, and he subconsciously prepared to use his conscience to survive the night.

But today, the female spy did not take action immediately, but tilted her head and stared at him.

It seems playful.

Has he not been with a woman for too long? Why do you feel that all female spies have pretty features?

"You...body..."

The female spy spoke very fluently, word by word, but Chen Banxian understood what she meant.

body? Greedy for my body! Are female conspirators not exempt from the vulgarity?

"On my body..."

On your body? Chen Banxian touched it and found that he couldn't bring anything with him in the dream, it was all illusion.

But when he touched his body, he saw a token hanging on his waist.

The token is neither gold nor iron, and the inscription on it is written in gold: Jian Di, two characters.

Isn't this a pamphlet? Why do you change your appearance when you enter a dream?

"You want this?" he asked the female ghost."

The female spy nodded, seeming to be very eager. This desire was enough for her to suppress her instinct to attack Chen Banxian.

"I'll give it to you, and you're not allowed to hit me again." Chen Banxian took off his priestly duties and placed it on the female spy.

There was no movement.

He was confused, but saw the female spy pointing at him again.

"you……"

I?

What do the first two words of "emotion" mean?

Chen Banxian thought, does he need to do anything else?

At this time, the female spy was seen kneeling down on her knees, timidly facing his lower body, her little head bit by bit, mainly still naked.

Chen Banxian didn't think too much when he saw her holding the priesthood high: "Ask for... the title."

Ask for seal?

Is Chen Banxian going to seal it?

He tentatively said: "I will make you the God of Supervision and Supervision of all diseases in the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the priestly token suddenly turned into a ray of light and penetrated into the female ghost's body, condensing into a strange golden line between her eyebrows.

The priesthood is accomplished!