"You let go of the whole sex."

In the company's office, Xu Si stared at Ling Tian with an angry expression on his face.

"They have hostages."

Ling Tian's tone was very calm, and he didn't mean guilty at all.

"The company has been preparing the action for several months, and because of you, it has failed!"

A fist slammed on the table, and the green tendons burst out, beating on Xu Si's forehead.

But the wood is already in the boat, and now it is too late to remedy it.

"Forget it, it just so happens that there is no task during this time, you go and rest first, this matter, Xu Si and I will think of a way." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Xu San hurriedly came up to play a round, Ling Tian glanced at Xu San lightly, and walked out of the office.

Feng Baobao followed him, didn't ask where to go, in fact, it didn't matter where Ling Tian went, she would follow.

The next few days were calm, and the whole sex was rarely quiet, and Xu San and Xu Si didn't continue to find trouble with Ling Tian, and let go of the whole sex, and it was over.

Taking advantage of this rare and peaceful time, Ling Tian had been studying the Ming Soul Technique, and he had a dragon body with a quality much higher than that of humans, and his cultivation speed was naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people.

In just one month, it was almost completely mastered.

At noon one day, Lu Liang sent him a message, and the Heavenly Master's Mansion issued a notice to hold the Luo Tian Da Jiao in Longhu Mountain, and the winner will get the inheritance of the Heavenly Master.

Lu Liang's purpose is very simple, Tongtian, he only needs a copy.

"What are you laughing at?"

Feng Baobao lay on the bed idlely, looking at the smile that suddenly appeared on Ling Tian's face, a little confused.

"Come with me to Longhu Mountain...... I'll show you a good show. ”

Deleting the text message, Ling Tian casually put his phone in his pocket, his tone was very relaxed.

Feng Baobao nodded indifferently, she didn't have any opinions, anyway, for her, it didn't matter where she went.

……

More than half a month later, Ling Tian and Feng Baobao flew directly to Longhu Mountain.

In this plane, the transportation is still very developed, and it is very convenient to go anywhere.

In front of Longhu Mountain, the blue sky and white clouds, there is an endless stream of tourists, dense figures are crowded, and almost every iconic scenic spot on the mountain is crowded with people taking pictures.

Ling Tian and Feng Baobao walked through the crowd, after his careful dressing, Feng Baobao was beautiful in the sky, and his beautiful figure attracted a lot of attention.

Among these tourists, Ling Tian found a lot of strangers, but he didn't know any of them, and he didn't have much interest in talking to them.

During this period, he also found Zhang Chulan's figure, followed by Xu San and Xu Si, and it was obvious that the other party also found him, but he walked away from afar.

After the last incident, Zhang Chulan left a shadow on Ling Tian in his heart.

A moment later, Ling Tian and Feng Baobao stopped at a square, where there were especially many tourists, and there were many reporters.

Looking at the fairy-haired old man in the center of the square, wearing a Taoist robe, Ling Tian's eyes flashed, and he pulled Feng Baobao and squeezed over.

The old man is being interviewed, and from time to time there are tourists taking pictures, and his wrinkled face is full of smiles, red light, and he is not at all old at this age.

Beside him stood a white-robed young man, this man had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, his skin was excessively white, the young man didn't seem to like this kind of occasion, his eyes were indifferent, and he stood with his hands hanging behind the old man.

This smiling old man, although his eyes were unpretentious and his appearance was no different from ordinary people, from his body, Ling Tian felt an oppressive momentum.

As if he had felt something, the old man looked at the place where Ling Tian was standing before, and a smile was put away on his face, replaced by a solemn look.

But all he saw was an open space, and Ling Tian had already left with Feng Baobao and blended into the crowd.

……

"I want this."

In front of a fortune-telling booth, Feng Baobao pulled the corner of Ling Tian's clothes and stood in place expressionlessly.

When she was able to communicate anywhere before, she never had to worry about money, but since she followed Ling Tian, the money she had left behind had long been gone.

"Don't miss it, don't miss it! This is my ancestor here, and after fighting with the 10,000-year-old fire unicorn for more than 80,000 rounds, he took out his spirit crystal and made this string! Don't want ninety-eight, don't want ninety-thousand-eight, just ninety-nine-eight......"

Sitting in front of the stall was a monk with a thief's eyebrows, dressed in a poorly fitting robe, and a slightly obscene mustache on his face.

"Baby, don't say if there will be a fire unicorn, even if there is, such a valuable thing will only be sold for ninety-nine-eight? You believe this kind of nonsense! Ling Tian was pulled by Feng Baobao, his face was a little helpless, he was really shown by Feng Baobao's IQ.

"I want it, I want it, I fought more than 80,000 rounds to get it!" Feng Baobao pouted, grabbed the Buddhist beads taken out by the monk and refused to let go, the monk was afraid that he would not give money and did not dare to let go, and he was a little embarrassed and stalemate.

Under the pull and pull, the Buddha beads broke in the air, and the beads spilled all over the ground, and many of them rolled to the ground.

"My red glass skewers! Master, I'm sorry for you! The monk exclaimed in surprise and pretended to howl, as if he had fallen for them.

Ling Tian was a little helpless, what kind of thing is this, he also met a porcelain toucher.

"Buddhism pays attention to doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, and you are wearing this Buddhist robe, but you are doing such a thing that lacks virtue, is this too rude." At this moment, a young man in a suit and leather shoes walked over, the young man closed his eyes, his face was dusty, and there was no smell of fireworks on his body.

Beside the young man, there was also a young man wearing a hat, and the young man hid behind him, curiously looking at the few people in front of him.

"Zhuge family, Zhuge Qing, brother Tai is also participating in Luo Tian Dajiao, if this is the case, we might as well go together." The young man stood in front of Ling Tian with a friendly smile.

Ling Tian spread his hands, he didn't have any opinions, anyway, he didn't know how to go to the back mountain, someone led the way, but there was a lot of trouble left.

"Hey, hey, you can't go, my reddish glass ......"

Seeing that a few people were leaving, the monk's face panicked, and he hurriedly got up, reaching out to pull Ling Tian's clothes.

After so many years of cheating, he can naturally see that Feng Baobao has no money on him, and if he wants to slander people, he still has to entangle this man.

"Forget it, it's just a liar, we ......"

Zhuge Qing sighed and was about to persuade, but swallowed the second half of the words that had not yet been said into his stomach.

'Whew~'

Just when the monk was about to touch the corner of Ling Tianyi, a wind sound sounded in his ears, and then a cold edge came from his neck, Feng Baobao was expressionless, and put a kitchen knife against the monk's neck.