"Two years?" Pei Ling was not very satisfied with this answer.

"If the experiment goes well, a year and a half is possible." Ghost Xin was afraid that he would regret it, so he compressed the time.

Pei Ling thought for a while before he raised his head and said, "This sect leader will give you two years, but you have to promise that when you make her into a puppet, you must be foolproof." ”

"I promise." Ghost Xin hurriedly said, "Absolutely foolproof. ”

"Remember what you said today, if you can't do it in two years...... the threat in Pei Ling's eyes is obvious, "This sect leader will crush you to ashes." ”

Ghost Xin promised again, and Pei Ling asked her to send her down for placement.

"In the past few days when the sect leader is away, has there been a major event in the sect?" Pei Ling rubbed his forehead and asked.

"Yes." The subordinate who was questioned said tremblingly, "One of the four killing gods of the Shadow Pavilion, gluttony, led people to destroy one of our largest branches. ”

"Thousands of people were killed, and none of them survived."

"What!" Pei Ling slapped the armrest of the chair heavily, "Thousands of people are all dead?" ”

Those people were good containers for him to cultivate Gu worms.

"The Sect Master is angry."

The subordinate was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

Pei Ling took a few deep breaths and suppressed his anger.

"This sect and the Shadow Pavilion have always been well water and do not interfere with river water, how can the Shadow Pavilion target me this time?"

"Is there a cultist who doesn't have long eyes who has offended the Shadow Pavilion?"

That's the Shadow Pavilion, the biggest killer organization in the world.

Even if the Heavenly Spirit Sect has grown to the point where it is now, there is still a gap compared to it.

"Muslim Master." The subordinate Fu Di said, "The subordinates have already checked, and in the recent past, except for the dozens of disciples who chased and killed Feng Yinmei who have not returned, the rest have never entered the territory of Beilu." ”

"What do you mean?" Pei Ling's fingers traced the mandala flower pattern engraved on the armrest, "The reason why the Shadow Pavilion is teaching me is because of the phoenix silver charm?" ”

"The subordinates can only think of this one possibility." This is a waiting chapter

Pei Ling was silent for a while, and said, "If there is a list of assassinating Feng Yinmei in the future, I will no longer accept it." ”

The trend of the development of the Shadow Pavilion is in full swing, and it is better for him to avoid its edge for the time being.

But this hatred, he can be counted as a note.

"Master." The disciple at the door came to report, "The young master is here." ”

Pei Ling retracted his expression and waved his hand at the kneeling subordinates.

The subordinate got up and stepped back from the side door, and when he walked around the corner, he couldn't help but glance at the front door out of the corner of his eye.

The young master's peerless demeanor, she had only seen it once when she took him back to Islam eight years ago.

But that time alone made her miss it to this day.

The man, dressed in a light purple pleated skirt and a purple fringed hairpin with a purple fringe stuck in his hair, slowly stepped over the threshold of the main entrance and walked to the high seat to salute slightly.

"Xingchu greets Daddy."

"Chu'er, hurry up!" Pei Ling got down from the high seat with a smile on his face, "Let Daddy take a good look at you." ”

Mo Xingchu raised his head slowly, on the fair-skinned Shengxue's face, a pair of lightly dyed willow eyebrows were bent like crescents, the slender and thick eyelashes reflected the eyes like a pool of clear water, the red lips that were not dotted under the tall Qiong nose, and the hair that hung down to the waist was softly draped on the back.

The beauty is thrilling.

"My son is getting more and more beautiful." Pei Ling lovingly took his hand.

Mo Xingchu's lips opened slightly, but he coughed lightly twice. Controlling the big and making the owl

"But the wind chill again?" Pei Ling patted him on the back anxiously.

"Ahem...... no." Mo Xingchu coughed a few more times.

"Xingchu is weak, and he always coughs and wheezes when he enters autumn."

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