In the presidential suite of the hotel, Ning Zhiwei, Xiao Li and the others sat quietly in the living room to make a review, until Fang Yunheng came out of the room and collapsed in an instant-

He has changed the tattered suit on his body, the darkness on his face has been washed away, and the messy bubble noodle head has been cut into an almost bald head, in fact, these are nothing, Xiao Li is such a hairstyle, with a tall and straight figure, domineering side leakage momentum, the military is heroic, and a man with a capital letter.

However, everyone present couldn't help but smile and blush, his previously tanned and healthy and sexy bronzed skin disappeared without a trace, replaced by a baby-like white and tender, like a shelled egg, making people want to reach out and touch it.

This mutated and weird style of painting doesn't match well at all!

Perhaps, for the first time in his life, he hated the monk's powerful ability to recover, and a whole tragedy in his life.

Fang Yunheng sat on the sofa with a cold face, his eyes with hidden anger made everyone hold back a smile, and he sat upright, looking at him respectfully.

"Zhiwei, you say, what did you find in the cave?"

Speaking of business, Ning Zhiwei's expression suddenly became solemn, and he put a few paper talismans taken out of the cave on the coffee table, and said: "These are the necessary talismans for making the walking corpse, but judging from the subtle cinnabar trend above, it is obvious that it is not from the same person, and the corpse chaser is very likely to have a gang behind it." ”

"Talisman?" Some of the team members were puzzled, "Could it be the legendary immortal cultivator?" ”

Fang Yunheng tapped on the fingertips of the sofa and looked up at Ning Zhiwei.

"Not really." Ning Zhi frowned slightly, "These runes are more like witchcraft methods, and the common Taoist practices on the rivers and lakes use these runes." ”

"Sister Zhiwei knows a lot." Ling Manqing sighed casually.

Fang Yunheng replied lightly, "My master is the best at these talisman making methods, and it is not a big deal for her to learn one or two tricks." ”

Everyone vaguely knew that Fang Yunheng had practiced martial arts in a Taoist temple, and Ning Zhiwei, as his junior sister, knew that these runes were also reasonable, but he didn't doubt it.

As for Ning Zhiwei, who was the center of the discussion, he slowly combed Xiaoqing's hair, except for looking up at Fang Yunheng, he didn't say a word.

It was inconvenient for Fang Yunheng to take out the things he had collected in the Qiankun space, so he temporarily agreed with Ning Zhiwei's guess, and after reminding everyone to pay attention to the abnormalities in various places, he let them disperse.

"Little girl, do you have anything else to hide?" It wasn't until everyone left that Fang Yunheng asked about his guess.

This girl has a leisurely attitude, without the slightest worry, not confident.

Ning Zhiwei glanced at him appreciatively, "That's right, there is a secret technique in the Immortal Cultivation Realm called Divine Migration Tracking, which can be traced to his location according to the monk's divine sense. ”

- is also the inheritance of the Shangqing Gate, his is still a higher level, why does this girl have more means than him?

Fang Yunheng looked at her helplessly, "That person is not a monk, and besides, everyone has run away, where did the divine sense come from?" ”

"The same is true of spiritual power, although it is weaker than the monk's divine sense, it is better than nothing." He hadn't been in the immortal cultivation realm, so it was normal for him not to know this, "As a corpse refiner, although he is assisted by talismans, he still has to inject spiritual power to exercise, in case he is killed by the walking corpse, and if he wants to find his divine sense, he can extract it from the walking corpse you put away, uncle." ”

It turns out that those corpses still have these uses.

Fang Yunheng, who felt lonely again, had a complicated heart, rubbed his brows and said: "This matter is not urgent, as a legal person, you must go, I have already reported your difficulties to my superiors, and there will be an approval soon, so let's talk about it then." ”

Is it the privilege that allows her to move freely? Ning Zhiwei was excited, sure enough, the country is still reliable, and from now on, she doesn't have to worry about how to hide her school and family.

"Thank you, Uncle Shi!"

For Ning Zhiwei's uncle who blurted out from time to time, Fang Yunheng is used to it, anyway, she doesn't show her stuff in front of people, and she doesn't know where this girl learned the concept of seniority, she is unwilling in her heart, but her mouth is smooth.

"I'm fine here, you can go back. Oh, by the way, your classmate is in a private room on the second floor, don't play too late. ”

She couldn't help but look happy, but she had the vitality of a young girl.

However, when did he become such a mother-in-law, did he become an uncle and get old unconsciously? Looking at Ning Zhiwei's still green face, her brain hurt again, this is really no different from her adopted niece.

Ning Zhiwei can be said to have been driven out by someone with a black face, one moment she was as kind as her master, and the next moment she turned her face and didn't recognize anyone, her newly recognized cheap uncle was really moody.

I heard that people here call moody women menopause, I wonder if Uncle Shi has also reached menopause......

There are a lot of private rooms on the second floor, but Ning Zhiwei only needs to sweep it with her divine sense, and she pushes open the door of 2011, the squad leader and they have already ordered food to eat, and it is full of noisy drinking and laughing, and only a few people notice her coming in.

"Zhiwei, here."

Xie Qinan shook her arm, and Ning Zhiwei walked over to her and sat down, "Why did you suddenly come here to eat." "There is no such plan in the itinerary, and a large group of people come to this six-star hotel to eat, which is unreliable.

"That's why I'm asking you." Xie Qinan's feelings were extremely excited, and his eyes lit up, "Come on, what is the relationship between you and the president of Tianheng Entertainment, he invited us to eat here." ”

Ning Zhiwei realized, no wonder Uncle Shi knew that her classmate was here, and the relationship was arranged by him.

"Am I not learning calligraphy with Professor Yan? Mr. Fang in your mouth used to be Professor Yan's student, and he was nominally my senior brother. This explanation is very plausible.

"So that's why you know my male god?" Xie Qinan rubbed his hands excitedly, "Weiwei, I don't care, I want a signed photo of the male god, you can bring me a bunch!" ”

Ha! A bunch?!

Ning Zhiwei's eyes widened, what is there to be rare about Wei Jiao's stinky skin of heart, machine, and!

- However, all the girls stared at her gaze and clearly told her that Wei Jiao was really rare.

"Okay, I got it."

Under pressure, she had to answer dryly. She already knew that Ling Manqing was Wei Jie's agent, and it was a big deal to ask her, and she would not refuse this little thing.

The girls who got the promise were overjoyed, and they looked at Ning Zhiwei's eyes very kindly, completely forgetting the crime she had committed in beating their male god before, and chattered up to talk to her.

The boys were excluded and depressed, so they could only drink desperately, crying and singing with their throats and ghosts, and the girls were gradually attracted to attention, and they went up to show off their singing voices.

…… It was a chaotic and terrible day.