"One day earlier than expected, I said that the more pressure you have, the more aggressive you are. Adversity can stimulate your potential, and a comfortable life will only erode your edge.

"Let's deal with the problem in Jinghai City."

Zhang Yuanqing left the study, turned around and knocked on Lingjun's door.

"Who is it?"

"I!"

"Yuanshi Tianzun and dogs are not allowed to enter."

"Teacher, I have something important to visit, very important."

Only then did Ling Jun open the door, and hummed, "If you fart, let it go."

Without further ado, Zhang Yuanqing took out a "Peach Blossom Talisman" and said:

"Actually, I did use a sorcery that day. This is a peach blossom talisman made from the professional material of a Linglu soundtrack composer. After using it, it can make people haunted by peach blossoms.

"This is my honor to the teacher."

"Brother, please come in!" Ling Jun said with a sincere expression, and silently opened his trouser pocket.

Zhang Yuanqing shoved it in wisely, walked into the room, and said:

"Teacher, I slept with Sister Guan Ya last night. I think it's a matter of time to say goodbye to the boy body, but she still resists, so I want to ask for advice."

Ling Jun quickly unfolded the enchantment, dumbfounded and said:

"You've already slept on her bed, and you haven't hit base yet?"

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I thought about it, but she wasn't ready for it. You should respect women."

"If she doesn't want to, she won't let you go to bed. Women are reserved. She will never take the initiative to say it. At this time, she has to coax you. You, you are such an idiot. Get out, I didn't A disciple like you." Ling Jun took the talisman and turned his back on him.

Jinghai City is next door to Jinshan City, an hour and a half away from Songhai.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yuanqing led the team and arrived at Jinghai People's Hospital in a commercial vehicle.

Two captains of the Songhai garrison and a captain of Jinghai City were waiting outside the hospital building early.

Fu Qingyang sent Bailong and Tang Guoqiang to protect the long live Baihu, both old acquaintances.

"Wei Yuanzhou, level 4 plague god, captain of the third team in Jinghai City." Bai Long introduced.

The captain of Jinghai City, about 30 years old, with sword eyebrows, high nose, handsome and upright, with a gentle and calm temperament, gave a very good first impression.

Level 4 saint, or captain? Uh, are you also an anti-roll fighter? Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart, shook hands with him politely, and asked:

"How about Long Live the White Tiger?"

"He was seriously injured. The wood demon props in the extraordinary stage combined with medical methods stabilized the injury, but he was still unconscious." Tang Guoqiang said.

"Why not use life essence?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.

"His qualifications are not enough," Wei Yuanzhou explained: "According to the regulations, only deacons can apply for and use the life essence. And Long Live Baihu is now in a stable condition."

Not every leader is Fu Qingyang. Zhang Yuanqing sighed in his heart. He was used to the organization's resources being skewed. JrNovels.com