Gao Jialin, a teacher at Xinjiang Middle School, lost his soul after returning to school after fighting the flood.

Eating lunch is also listless, and I saw it with my own eyes today, my childhood sweetheart, Lu Guangping, who broke up not long ago, has already become a fairy.

Yan Songling, who has been the object, is even more beautiful, the president of Skynet Security Future Technology Group, and his subordinates are full of immortals.

"Why did I refuse Lu Guangping's marriage proposal at that time?" Gao Jialin slapped himself vigorously: "Gao Jialin, you are a stupid pig!

"Teacher Gao, what kind of immortal exercise are you, the people who came back from fighting the flood all tried their best to say that Yan Songjie was an immortal. Liu Qiang finished selling the cloth bag monk, sent the cow into the red home, and repeated yesterday's gongbi painting homework.

"Teacher Liu, you have only been in Zhujiang Town not long ago, Yan Songjie, you don't know it, you mention the presiding over Bajie, everyone knows it. Gogarin responded nonchalantly and casually.

"Yan Songjie is half of my apprentice, why don't I know him. Liu Qiang said something that shocked Gao Jialin.

"You are the uncle of the Bajie host!" Gao Jialin raised his eyes and looked up and down, not tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, Teacher Liu Qiang, asked with a surprised face.

"What uncle, it's Master Yan Songjie!" Liu Qiang corrected Gao Jialin's mistakes, and his voice was decisive.

"The host master of the eight precepts is Chen Zhiwei, who is flying in the air today to perform Tai Chi, like a fairy descending to earth. Gao Jialin said that Chen Zhiwei was the host of the Eight Rings and admitted it himself.

"I am Yan Songjie's painting master! Today, someone spent 1 million to buy a cloth bag monk painting by Yan Songjie Elementary School in the fifth grade. Liu Qiang's eyebrows opened with a smile and said beautifully.

"You didn't just transfer to our Xinjiang Middle School from Qiaolin Elementary School, how could you be Yan Songjie's painting master. Gao Jialin is strange, Mr. Liu Qiang can't be a liar.

"Yan Songjie's family is from Qiaolin, his father and five people run a small hardware factory, his mother works as a manager in Beitou Hotel, and his grandfather's baked cakes are delicious. Liu Qiang knows Yan Songjie very well, especially the downhill slope of Qiaolin Primary School, Kejia duck fat baked cakes, it is estimated that there is no shortage of free food.

"Haha! It's not the same person, Yan Songjie's father is the deputy secretary of the Jiangpu County Party Committee, and his mother is the general manager of the vegetable company. "Gogarin found different people with the same name and pointed out the differences.

"Yan Songjie's father is called Yan Houping, his mother is called Ke Shixiu, and his sister is called Yan Songling. Liu Qiang said carefully, too familiar.

"Yes, the names are all right, something strange, you look at the news of Jiangpu County TV, Secretary Yan, do you know each other. Gogarin came up with a quick way to identify.

"Secretary Yan, he is Yan Songjie's father, and he was promoted to the secretary of the county party committee in just three years. Liu Qiang was overjoyed and excited. This information can be of great use to the implementation of the school's work.

"Unexpectedly, Secretary Yan's family used to be from the countryside for three years. Gao Jialin decided in an instant to turn back and pursue Lu Guangping.

Lu Guangping once proposed to get married, but she refused in a daze.

"Teacher Liu came into my room to talk. Gao Jialin dragged Teacher Liu Qiang into the single dormitory.

"Teacher Liu smokes and drinks water. Gao Jialin knocked on the side to inquire about the history of Yan Songjie's family.

Zhu Zehe and the principal are the happiest, Yan Songjie is too powerful, and the seven people in high school are all immortals.

In the afternoon, it broke out that a painting by Yan Songjie in elementary school sold for one million, and his worth doubled by one million.

Overnight, I found Teacher Lin's new home: "Teacher Lin! Yan Songjie is your student, where is his previous homework book stored in the school?" ”

"Principal Zhu! Songjie and my youngest daughter Lin Nian have been with each other for two years. Teacher Lin happily announced the ownership of Yan Songjie's workbook.

"Two years! Puppy love! Teacher Lin, this is an act of unfair competition, is there a class teacher recruiting a student as a son-in-law?" Principal Zhu also fought back and seized the initiative.

"My son's annual salary is tens of millions, and the seventy houses in this building are all my son's drops. Teacher Lin shrugged his shoulders and said that it didn't matter: "My son and youngest daughter are both immortals, so why can you bear with me." ”

"Your son can be matched with my little daughter!" Principal Zhu nodded in agreement and opened his family.

"Hehe! Two years ago, the host of Bajie calculated who my daughter-in-law was, and he didn't bother Principal Zhu to worry about it. It's cool to have cheats!"

Yan Songjie seems to have disappeared from the world, while Zhang Yongjun and Yan Jie are standing on the cusp.

【Sanyou Immortal Book House】The mushrooms are three layers inside and three layers outside, come to borrow books, learn computers, and consult fairy teachers.

Yan Jie watched the mushrooms and coolers slip around with flower-faced ice cream, and hit the freezer next to them, and they did not refuse.

"Wow! Teacher Yan is so handsome, he can go for a walk in Qiuyu Mountain. Mushroom Liang D handed over the flower-faced ice cream and asked.

"Ask for Yushan! Don't go, I want to open a Sanyou Book House at that time, cut bamboo and tired me to death, Yan Songjie is playing with me. Yan Jie mentioned asking for Yushan to grit his teeth, hating Yan Songjie for sending Liang Yuhong to supervise the work in the name of the target.

The rain mangosteen is still the same, forget about Liang Yuhong.

"Teacher Zhang! "Mushroom Liang handed over the root Ashima.

Zhang Yongjun took the cigarette and put it in the small wooden box next to him, full of a large wooden box, enough to smoke for February.

"Teacher Zhang went to ask for the rain mountain to enjoy the shade, the winding path is quiet, poetic and picturesque. ”

"No, I will never climb the mountain of rain for the rest of my life. Zhang Yongjun touched his shiny head and said an inexplicable sentence.

"The human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

"Put Dai Honghong, Dai Rongrong. Take Kek Lok Temple to play. Dai Xibao saw that Yan Songling, Gang, Feng, Bo, and Ying were a bunch of back, and asked Dai Pingping to care more about his two younger sisters.

"Uncle, does my dad agree?" Dai Pingping asked nervously.

"I went and said that I didn't agree with me pumping him. Dai Xibao was so anxious that his own order had come down. "Han Zhizhi can wash his muscles and cut his veins, why can't he wear Honghong. ”

Liang Yuhong also muttered on the side, whether to bring her sister too. As soon as Han Zhizhi's precedent was set, all the gods and beasts were ready to move.

Wu Ming'er is also thinking about her brother Wu Mingjun, is it okay to come to Jile Temple to say hello, the building near the water will get the moon first!

Wang Xiaohui was depressed in comparison, came to the river to blow the river breeze, regretted not being at the beginning, and was ready to commit suicide by jumping into the Yangtze River.

Standing at the gap in the riverside protection of the river, before the people could stand firmly, ten patrol members carried Wang Xiaohui out of the river protection embankment.

"Little pole! Don't try to make trouble on the embankment, don't get close to the living. The patrol leader viciously reprimanded Wang Xiaohui.

"I can't die if I want to! The Yangtze River is not exclusive to your family. Wang Xiaohui was indignant and accused.

"Where there is a fishing pond, where to commit suicide! The patrol captain pointed out a good place for Wang Xiaohui.

"Okay, just die. Wang Xiaohui's heart was like stagnant water, and he walked towards the fishing pond.

"Plop!" Wang Xiaohui threw himself into the fishing pond and was caught by the Heavenly Demon Immortal wrapped by Fu Jinpeng.

The people of Puxian County cursed the black man, and the resentment covered the sky and the sun, and gathered in the void of the black man's suit.

"I can't die yet!Huh~ It's not five yuan!" Wang Xiaohui looked at the plastic bag package, and five yuan could be seen in the transparent place. Standing in the fishing pond, the water is only one meter and five deep, and no one can drown at all.

Peeping at the patrol leader from a distance, laughing! If you die once, you won't die again.

Wang Xiaohui was dirty, wet and climbed ashore, took off his coat, and was cold.

When I opened the plastic bag and wrapped it in oilcloth, a book appeared in front of me.

Heavenly Demon Immortal: Take resentment as the way to lead the demon, and take good thoughts as the path to ascend to the immortal.

Whether you are a demon or an immortal is in your thoughts.

Heavenly demons and heavenly immortals, both of which are the highest realms of demons and immortals, have the same law and different origins, two extremes, one yin and one yang are opposed and symbiotic.