"Hey, Yuan Shi is back." Ling Jun said with a smile: "Your girlfriend just came here and said that she had lost her mind and broke up with you. Now she regrets it, so why don't you rush to coax her."

As he said that, while Fu Qingyang couldn't see his face, he winked at Zhang Yuanqing and smiled ambiguously.

How can the student's operation be hidden from the eyes of the love master.

It seems that my trick is feasible. Zhang Yuanqing was refreshed, and the instructor's "lewd smile" gave him strong self-confidence.

If this plan fails, Ling Jun will sigh and give a reminder: "Look at the stupid thing you did, Fu Qingyang handed over her cousin to you, is that what you did to her?"

This is the tacit understanding of words between famous teachers and high apprentices.

Fu Qingyang put down his wine glass and said lightly:

"Lingjun, you go out first, I have something to say to Yuanshi."

You are finished. Ling Jun shrugged his shoulders at his lover, expressing that there was nothing he could do.

Although the strategy is kind, Guan Ya's natal family's power should not be underestimated.

Zhang Yuanqing watched the instructor leave, took Lingjun's place, and took up a plate full of ham slices, feasting on it.

Fu Qingyang waited patiently until a plate of ham slices was emptied before asking:

"What's in Gaotianyuan?"

Zhang Yuanqing unreservedly told the other party the harvest in the tree hole.

Numerous deeds in the past have proved that in this indifferent world where sheets cannot be given, even girlfriends may not be trustworthy, but the boss is absolutely trustworthy.

"The Demon Refining Pot..."

Hearing Palace Master Zhisha's description about the demon refining pot, even Mr. Qian, who has always been calm, calm and experienced, couldn't help but change his face, and it was difficult to keep calm.

He had thought that the treasure left by Emperor Wa was priceless, but he did not expect it to be so valuable.

An item that symbolizes the supreme power of a class.

When this matter spread, the sky and the earth are big, and there is no place for the master of the Killing Palace, and she will be hunted down by all the spiritual realm walkers.

"Is that why the demon refining pot was given to her?" Fu Qingyang frowned.

"Take it as an investment. The palace lord knows me very well. Investing in her is more reliable than investing in other musicians." Zhang Yuanqing has his own set of ideas, and he said with relief:

"Boss, I'm not at a loss. I got a physical body and the remaining power of the Golden Crow."

Only then did Fu Qingyang frowned, "You should ask for more benefits, and even use the demon refining pot to control and kill the palace master, and get whatever you want. If I had known this, I should have gone with you."

He regretted it, if he accompanied Yuan Shi to Gaotianyuan, the demon refining pot would not fall into the hands of Palace Master Zhisha.

Do you want anything from the palace lord? It really makes people look forward to Zhang Yuanqing saying, I just prevent this situation from letting the boss go.

Just imagine, if Fu Qingyang and the palace master had a conflict in Gao Tianyuan, with his brother-in-law who was deeply affectionate and righteous, and his sister who was a family friend with affection and affection, on the other hand, he really didn't know who to help.

At most, it�s just yelling from the side: Stop, stop fighting~

"But since you have given it, you don't have to think too much about it. Your investment will pay off in the future." Fu Qingyang is a decisive person who will not be entangled in what has happened:

"And you also got the clay figurine clone and the divine power of the sun, show it to me." JrNovels.com