Fu Yunchen sat quietly for a while, then pushed the wheelchair away.

After he came to the study, he found a copy of An Qingge's information according to his memory.

Fu Yunchen didn't have much interest in this An Qingge before, but he has it now.

An Qingge's information is not very thick, and he finished reading it quickly.

After reading it, Fu Yunchen gently knocked on the table with his hand.

An Qingge's information is written that this woman is wooden, not smart, and beautiful.

These words, pressed on the woman he saw, did not fit at all.

I don't know anything else, but Mu Ne, he doesn't feel An Qingge Mu Ne at all.

The bright eyes.

Is there a problem with this information, or is there a problem with An Qingge.

However, it was because of this information that Fu Yunchen's pity for An Qingge just now was gone.

"An Qingge, An Qingge." Fu Yunchen read these three words lightly.

At this time, Lin Wu hurriedly came in.

Fu Yunchen put away his thoughts.

Lin Wu walked directly in front of Fu Yunchen: "Young master, something happened." ”

Fu Yunchen closed the document and motioned for Lin Wu to speak

"The master didn't spend a lot of money to bid for a piece of land some time ago, intending to develop it, but he didn't expect to dig a grave today." Lin Wu's face was a little excited: "If it's just an ordinary grave, forget it, but this time it's a pit that has been dug for decades to bury plague patients." ”

Originally, Fu Yunchen didn't say anything when he heard the first half of the sentence, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he smiled: "It seems that the old man is really unlucky this year." ”

That's why Lin Wucai was so happy: "Although decades have passed, the word plague still makes people talk about the change of style, we just need to let go of the rumors a little, then it will definitely hurt the vitality of the old man, and the third master also has a chance." ”

Fu Yunchen knew what Lin Wu meant, and he also nodded: "Let the surrounding people fall ill a few times, then the effect will definitely be very good." "You must know that the invisible thing is the most powerful, since the old man has encountered such a thing, how can he not burn a fire, otherwise he will really be unfilial as a son.

Then Fu Yunchen said something, and Lin Wu left.

After Lin Wu left, Fu Yunchen coughed, his hands clenched tightly into fists, and the bruises on his face burst out.

The next moment, Fu Yunchen's eyes looked somewhere, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

And An Qingge really hurt his vitality this time.

In fact, the Heavenly Palace, like the ancient court of mortals, is divided into civil ministers and military generals.

As the god of the White Lotus, An Qingge naturally belongs to Wenchen, if it weren't for the fact that the Heavenly Monarch had only set up a White Lotus God in the last few thousand years, then An Qingge might not even be able to reach the immortals.

You must know that the population of mortals has increased rapidly in recent years, and the number of this White Lotus has also increased, and she has to cooperate with the priest to arrange the fate of these women who are White Lotus, and she usually doesn't know how busy she is, how can she have time to practice. There has been no progress in five thousand years

It is already good to be able to cultivate to the upper immortal, but because An Qingge's spell is not very high, the backlash is extremely serious.

Moreover, Puhua Immortal Jun also sealed her immortal art with the Nine Spirits Technique, so now An Qingge can only slowly recuperate.

For the time being, I can only stay here, but it's not bad to stay here, at least Fu Yunchen won't sell her to the women's branch, and she won't starve.