The two laughed and played, and rolled back on the bed. Not long after, the "creaking" sound from the force on the bottom of the bed started again.

the capital.

In the basement, Ling Jun was sitting cross-legged inside the formation engraved with spiritual talismans. Nine white candles were lit on the edge of the formation, burning a faint green fire.

"When the candles are turned to open flames, the ceremony is complete."

Victoria, with a good figure and a pretty face, sat cross-legged outside the formation and said, "What's the matter when you come back this time?"

Ling Jun thought for a while, and said frankly: "I found out 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."

Having said that, she cast a cold look at Ling Jun.

Ling Jun was inexplicably guilty, cleared his throat, and told Victoria about the Xiaoyao organization's information.

After hearing this, Victoria frowned deeply:

"Do you suspect that the sect master killed Lingtuo?"

"Not sure, I went back to the capital just to investigate this matter." Ling Jun whispered:

"My father is still in the dungeon. This is an opportunity, but I am worried that his confidants and elders will notice something strange, so I ask you to grant me the secret of Taiyin."

Victoria sneered: "How can you be sure that I'm not your father's confidant?"

"I can't be sure," Ling Jun shook his head and sighed, "But if it were you, I would have no regrets if I died at your hands. Victoria, you are the only woman I have loved deeply in this world."

"Tsk tsk, the ability to speak sweet words is much better than it was back then."

"This is not sweet talk, my actions show my sincerity." Ling Jun did not continue, and said, "How much do you know about my Seventeenth Brother?"

After lunch, Zhang Yuanqing drove to Haomusic Hotel in the suburb of Songhai.

He saw Wang Qian who was acting as the front desk at a glance, Xiao Doubi's own uncle.

Because of Xiahou's family, Wang Qian left the obstetrics and gynecology department of Pingtai Hospital, and has never been heard from since then. He did not expect to be arranged here by the Killing Palace.

Do the same job as Madoka.

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

Wang Qian looked him up and down, and said with emotion:

"Obviously only four months have passed, but I feel like four years have passed.

"Back then, you were an intern working with a mixed-race beauty, but now you have become a big shot that everyone is looking at."

Zhang Yuanqing joked: "You're still alive, and you're fine. Well, that half-race beauty is now my girlfriend. By the way, what level are you?"

"I haven't upgraded yet, only increased my experience value by 50%." Wang Qian said with a smile: "All I entered were non-death dungeons. For me, upgrading is not the key, survival is the top priority."

"That's right," Zhang Yuanqing nodded, "Which room is the Palace Master in?"

"Sit in the room on the left on the third floor." After Wang Qian finished speaking, he hesitated, took a deep breath, and said, "He, is he still there?"

Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said: "Of course he is still there, I am reluctant to use him to meet the enemy." JrNovels.com