Chapter 122: The Best White Lotus (22) (Page 1/1)

Fight in vain and fight for your own death!

Leng Junling fiddled with the chess pieces in his hand, his eyes stared at the chessboard, but he didn't know which outer space he swam to, and after a while, he came back to his senses and felt bored, and the chess pieces in his hand smashed on the chessboard with a bang.

But she has always been deviant, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with this action, originally in the mission world, she has always been irritable, and the deepest part of her heart always seems to be buried with a monstrous fire, this uncontrollable sense of danger always reminds her of the days of licking blood from the knife in other mission worlds, compared to before, the current days can be called boring.

But life will always give her some surprises, for example, the new little Taoist priest in Xue Deshan's mansion, a serious green robe and a bamboo hairpin, smiling when he sees people, he is approachable and makes it difficult to have a little disgust, but such an outstanding person, with one hand of yin and poisonous ghost control skills, is superb, and he noticed that there have been a few more ghosts in the big presidential palace recently, and Leng Junling's eyes aroused some interest.

Pretending to be a grandson for so long, being a nanny and a bodyguard, I forgot to have some fun for myself.

This new little Taoist priest can let her play for a while.

As soon as the bad taste came up, Xue Deshan, who was originally just having a nightmare, was completely unlucky, the evil ghosts in the dream can hurt people, and the nightmare woke up full of wounds, but the guards outside the door were almost surrounded by a hundred, this kind of horror is not just mental torture.

In the window opened by the monitoring function, Leng Junling spied on every grass and tree in the presidential palace, and as soon as the smiling little Taoist priest appeared, he was followed by a few wisps of ethereal green smoke that ordinary people could not see with the naked eye, and Leng Junling could smell the stench from hundreds of miles!

It seems that the president was in a hurry to go to the doctor, and the master of the righteous path was not invited, but he invited the evil god to come, and the little Taoist priest smiled in the face of Xue Deshan, who was now blue and black, like a perfect human skin mask hanging on his face, and he was always this unfazed appearance, so that the eagerness in Xue Deshan's eyes eased a little.

"The Taoist saves me, the Taoist saves me!"

The corners of Xue Deshan's mouth were blue, this is not good to speak, seeing the little Taoist priest at this time is definitely closer than seeing his father.

"The president doesn't need to worry, it's just a little ghost and a little demon, I still have the elixir with you a few days ago, take a pill and be safe!"

Maybe it was something soaked in corpse oil, but Xue Deshan immediately took out a palm-sized small medicine box from his arms and poured it into the palm of his hand, but half a pill the size of a fingernail was swallowed, but when he swallowed it, his distressed face twitched, just this one, that is two hundred little yellow croaker!

"Dao Chief, this is not a complete solution, you should help me get rid of the evil in my mansion!"

"Naturally, naturally, the trail will work!"

The little Taoist priest smiled, but his eyes were staring at Xue Deshan's eyebrows, the pill soaked in corpse oil, the more he ate, the more confused his thoughts became, the better this person was to control No!

Who hates money!

In the wide robe, his fingers pinched the law, and the little ghost around his shoulder floated out, and landed on Xue Deshan, opened his bloody mouth and began to absorb the evil qi, in the early years, this Xue Deshan killed countless people, and he didn't know how many people died in vain, and these evil qi just gave him a little ghost.

No one knew what the little Taoist priest did, Xue Deshan took the pill, but his face like a dead man quickly eased, a trace of saliva flowed out along the corners of his mouth, the whites of his eyes were a little yellow, and the whole person was very sick, and his shriveled cheeks would not be recognized by acquaintances if they saw it, but they would not be able to recognize that this was Xue Deshan in his prime.

No matter how powerful the character is, he can't resist such oppression, but the temporary peace makes Xue Deshan obsessed, and the instinct to survive overwhelms reason, and this little yellow croaker flows into the pocket of this little Taoist priest like flowing water.

Seeing Xue Deshan consuming his own strength, Leng Junling lazily leaned on the soft cushion and yawned, this tiger is going to go down the mountain to eat people sooner or later, since Li Dongjun is going to marry in half a year, it is good to distract Xue Deshan's attention.

Recently, the military department has not stopped much, even her own boss is also vaguely asking her about the Li family, no matter how well Xue Deshan's news is hidden, he always has to show a point or two, and recently even among the people has been spreading that the president has provoked evil and is not at peace, and he is already seriously ill, this is just an ordinary magnate, but thousands of pairs of eyes in this position are staring all the time, and the thoughts of warlords everywhere are floating, even Xue Deshan's cronies began to make small moves in private at this time, once a son of heaven and a courtier, if this Xue Deshan really falls, they can also have a good way out。

Among them, it's not that no one has put the idea on the head of the little emperor, it's only been a few years since he was replaced by a big president, and it's not impossible to restore the imperial system, but Xue Deshan is not dead in the end, and no one dares to mention this on the surface!

At this time, Longbei City has entered the cold winter, the goose-feather snow has fallen, and the silver is covered with pure white everywhere, but under this pure white, I don't know how much dirt is covered.

Leng Junling started to cat winter again, hiding in the villa in the middle of the lake and saying that he couldn't get sick, but he also avoided many disputes, don't look at Leng Junling's small position now, she has no military power, but with her relationship with the Li family, there are always so many people rushing to climb the relationship, which makes Leng Junling annoyed, it is better to drink tea and eat snacks comfortably, and get Sun Fei done by the way.

In recent days, Leng Junling can clearly detect Sun Fei's abnormality, this woman is restless and has not concealed it, when she sees herself, she leans to her side, that is, she calls herself sick and asks the maid to separate people, she can always find a chance to come in to see herself, that "dedicated" appearance can be called a "model", which can't help but make Leng Junling wonder if there is something wrong with Sun Fei's system, think deeply, don't you have a time when you are forced to be busy by tasks!

The favorability is one percent worse than the last hundredth, and there is a deadline for the last day, even if the one has already hooked up with the little emperor, it is useless, if there is no Li Yaozong's points at the bottom, she still has to leave this task world to punish, as long as she thinks about the punishment she may encounter, Sun Fei feels that her blood begins to chill from her bones.

She admits that she is so scared that most of the time she is in a state of irritability, and at this time, for the sake of the task, she still has to show her most beautiful side to coax men, which is definitely the most difficult task plane she has attacked. Not one of them!

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