I went to see the Palace Master, why is there such a dark cloud over the sky? Is the Palace Master in danger? Zhang Yuanqing became anxious and without saying a word, he grabbed his cell phone and called the number to stop killing the Palace Master.

"Dudu" A few seconds later, the call was connected, and a lazy, charming and pleasant female voice came from the speaker: "I'm sleeping. Didn't we say we would meet tonight? Do you miss me so much?"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment. Since both the Palace Master and I were going to see the Palace Master, why was there such a dark cloud over the sky? Is the Palace Master in danger?

Zhang Yuanqing was anxious, and without saying anything, he grabbed his cell phone and called the Palace Master of Stop Killing.

Dudu~ A few seconds later, the call was connected, and a lazy, charming and pleasant female voice came from the speaker: I'm sleeping, didn't we say we would meet tonight, do you miss me so much? "Hearing this voice, Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, both because the palace master still had the leisure to flirt, indicating that there was no danger, and because of her tone.

In the past, when she communicated with the Palace Master, she was always smiling, acting like an experienced and knowledgeable young lady, and her tone never changed.

Only when he questioned her about his father's past would she put away her frivolousness and become serious.

This is actually very abnormal. People have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and their emotions change. It is impossible for them to have only one side.

The palace master in the past seemed to suppress her emotions and deliberately maintained a monotonous personality when facing him.

Now, the palace lady's voice was soft and lazy, with a hint of sweetness, as if she was complaining about her boyfriend disturbing her sleep.

Zhang Yuanqing was genuinely delighted, as this could reduce his guilt, and at the same time he didn't have to worry about being hung up and beaten by the crazy and critical sister because of saying the wrong thing.

"I want to come here now because I'm not sure whether I should enter the dungeon today or tomorrow," said Zhang Yuanqing.

He was worried about entering the dungeon tonight.

Anyway, the matter at hand has been completed, there is no need to drag it until twelve o'clock tonight. At this time, Guan Ya probably heard a woman's voice on the phone, picked up her nightgown and put it on, and walked over.

"All right." The Palace Master's voice was still soft and sweet, "Come to the Good Music Hotel and wait for me now.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't dare to say any more nonsense and hung up the phone.

As soon as he pressed the hang-up button, Guan Ya's snow-white arms hugged him from behind, snatched the phone, and groaned: "Who's calling?"

She let go of her boyfriend's waist, glanced at the call record, and frowned: "Stop killing the Palace Master?"

However, she did not ask any more questions. Instead, she opened the address book and searched for keywords such as "Fu Xue", "mother-in-law", and "aunt". Still no results were found, so she searched for "girlfriend's mother", "young mother-in-law", etc.

Zhang Yuanqing squinted his eyes and watched her act silently.

When he saw her type in “girlfriend’s mother”, he couldn’t help but speak up and teased, “Sister Guan Ya, you understand me.

Guan Ya snorted, opened the address book again, entered her mother's mobile phone number, confirmed that she had not added her as a friend, and returned the phone to her boyfriend.

Sister Guan Ya, you actually checked my phone. This is not like you. "Zhang Yuanqing put his phone away and put it in his pocket," Are you worried that I will contact my aunt privately?

In his opinion, Guan Ya is a very confident woman. Her figure, appearance, family background and vision determine her confidence.

So I rarely get jealous, and I'm not like those little girls next door who check my boyfriend's phone from time to time.

Guan Ya snorted again: "My mother is too clever, and I'm afraid you can't stand it. I don't want her to suddenly tell me one day that Yuanshi Tianzun is you...Uncle Zhang.

"Then we can talk about our own things. I'll be your Uncle Zhang and you'll be my girlfriend." Guan Ya pinched his face angrily: "Are you still making jokes?" Aren't you the same?

The two of them laughed and played, and then rolled back to bed. Not long after, the creaking sound from the bed began again.

In the basement, Lingjun was sitting cross-legged in a formation engraved with spiritual scrolls. Nine white candles were lit at the edge of the formation, burning with faint green flames.

"Once the candles turn into open flames, the ritual is complete."

Victoria, who had a good figure and a pretty face, sat cross-legged outside the formation and said, "What brought you back this time?

Lingjun thought for a moment and confessed, "I found out some things about Brother Seventeen's past."

Your seventeenth brother? "Victoria recalled, thinking of this long-lost friend," Lingtuo, right? He pursued me back then, but unfortunately I don't like naive and passionate men." At this point, she glanced at Lingjun coldly.

Lingjun felt inexplicably guilty. He cleared his throat and told Victoria the information about the Xiaoyao organization.

After hearing this, Victoria frowned deeply: "Do you suspect that the Sect Master killed Lingtuo?"

Not sure, I returned to the capital just to investigate this matter. "Lingjun whispered: My father is still in the copy, this is an opportunity, but I am worried that his trusted elders will notice something strange, so I asked you to give me the secret of Taiyin."

Victoria sneered: "How can you be sure that I am not your father's confidant?" "I can't be sure," Lingjun shook his head and sighed: "But if it is you, I will have no regrets if I die in your hands. Victoria, you are the only woman I have ever loved deeply in the world."

"Tsk tsk, your ability to say sweet words is much better than before."

This is not sweet talk, my actions show my sincerity. "Lingjun did not continue, and said: "How much do you know about my seventeenth brother? "After lunch, Zhang Yuanqing drove to the Good Music Hotel in the suburbs of Songhai. He saw Gao Qian, the uncle of the little funny guy, who was acting as the receptionist.

At first because

Because of Xia Hou's family affairs, Gao Qian left the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of Pingtai Hospital and has not been heard from since. Unexpectedly, he was arranged here by the Zhisha Palace.

Doing the same job as Xiaoyuan.

Long time no see." Zhang Yuanqing walked to the front desk and greeted with a smile on his face.

Gao Qian looked him up and down and said with emotion: "Only four months have passed, but it feels like four years have passed."

You used to be an intern working with a mixed-race beauty, but now you have become a big shot that everyone is paying attention to.

Zhang Yuanqing teased, "You're still alive, which is good. Well, that mixed-race beauty is my girlfriend now. By the way, what level are you at?"

I haven't upgraded yet, and my experience points have only increased by 50%. Gao Qian smiled and said, "All the dungeons I enter are non-death dungeons. For me, upgrading is not the key, but survival is the top priority. "That's right," Zhang Yuanqing nodded, "Which room is the Palace Master in?" The one on the far left of the third floor. Gao Qian finished speaking, hesitated, took a deep breath, and said, "Is he still there?

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said, "Of course it's still there. I can't bear to use it to fight the enemy."

He gently exhaled a breath of Taiyin energy and transformed into a round and cute baby on the counter.