Chapter: 2865
This made him feel the pleasure of taking revenge on the Great Elder.
Suddenly, another announcement was made in the group, which read:
[The latest announcement, in order to prevent Yuanshi Tianzun from continuing to retaliate against the Southern faction, the Great Elder decided to give the dream masters and illusionists life-saving means. All dream masters will go online immediately and go to the dream hall to gather. ?
Seeing this message, the little fat man shuddered.
At this point in time, the Nanpai should have figured out the context of the incident, knowing that Yuanshi Tianzun was locked by the Sixth Elder through Jinghua, and knowing that the Sixth Elder offered a reward for "waiters", knowing that Jinghua would not have many applicants.
The Great Elder is going to investigate the traitor, no, the Great Elder has a premonition that it is me, the little fat man is not in a panic, unplugs the charging cable of the mobile phone, packs up the simple items that are carried with him, and leaves with his bag on his back.
At three o'clock in the morning, he received a message from Yuanshi Tianzun about the death of the Sixth Elder, and he stayed only to see how the Southern School would respond.
Sure enough, the Great Elder immediately became suspicious of him.
The good minister chooses the master and kills. As soon as he returns to the organization, the six elders are respectfully sent back to the spiritual realm by Yuanshi Tianzun. People with normal IQs will think about it, but the Southern faction is an evil organization, and the evil organization does not talk about evidence.
Direct force control, and then hypnosis, guidance, brainwashing, etc., there are some ways to torture them out.
So the little fat man didn't intend to put on the helmet and go to the Dreamland Hall. His mission had been completed, and now he was going back to the Wuhen Hotel.
If Master Wuhen didn't come back, let's find a way to get Xiaoyuan and the boss to move. The little fat man carried his bag and left the temporarily "occupied" rental house that no one knew about.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes energetically, with a soft body in his arms, and a bright red was reflected in front of his eyes.
This made him swallow the words "Sister Guan Ya".
Palace Master Zhisha curled up beside him, entwining him like an octopus, her jet-black hair was spread out on the pure white pillow, in response to the phrase "pillows piled up with dark clouds and fallen emerald greens".
And Huanhuan, who was under the red dress, curled up at Chugong's waist, and was surrounded by him all night long.
The Master of the Killing Palace was breathing calmly, and she was still asleep. Her face was covered with a silver mask, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but Zhang Yuanqing thought that the sleeping face underneath must be very peaceful and sweet.
Do you want to take the opportunity to uncover it?
As soon as this idea came to mind, Zhang Yuanqing put his hand on the mask.
"Don't make trouble~"
From under the silver mask came the palace master's lazy voice, "I've been a demon since early in the morning, do you want to be hung up and beaten?"
The red thread popped out of the skirt and gently pricked the back of his hand.
Zhang Yuanqing was in pain, and withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted.
He muttered: "Sister Palace Mistress, are you so ugly that you don't even dare to see me with your true colors?"
Palace Mistress Zhisha opened her beautiful eyes wide, and hummed, "Have you ever seen an ugly musician!"
The charm of a musician can compete with the profession of lust.
"That's right." Zhang Yuanqing nodded, "Sister Palace Master must be worried that I will be beautiful and make me feel inferior."
"That's right, then give me a hug."
Since her mental illness was cured, her personality has also changed a little, and she occasionally looks like a little girl who wants to be kissed and hugged.
Zhang Yuanqing hugged her while checking his phone. JrNovels.com
Suddenly, another announcement was made in the group, which read:
[The latest announcement, in order to prevent Yuanshi Tianzun from continuing to retaliate against the Southern faction, the Great Elder decided to give the dream masters and illusionists life-saving means. All dream masters will go online immediately and go to the dream hall to gather. ?
Seeing this message, the little fat man shuddered.
At this point in time, the Nanpai should have figured out the context of the incident, knowing that Yuanshi Tianzun was locked by the Sixth Elder through Jinghua, and knowing that the Sixth Elder offered a reward for "waiters", knowing that Jinghua would not have many applicants.
The Great Elder is going to investigate the traitor, no, the Great Elder has a premonition that it is me, the little fat man is not in a panic, unplugs the charging cable of the mobile phone, packs up the simple items that are carried with him, and leaves with his bag on his back.
At three o'clock in the morning, he received a message from Yuanshi Tianzun about the death of the Sixth Elder, and he stayed only to see how the Southern School would respond.
Sure enough, the Great Elder immediately became suspicious of him.
The good minister chooses the master and kills. As soon as he returns to the organization, the six elders are respectfully sent back to the spiritual realm by Yuanshi Tianzun. People with normal IQs will think about it, but the Southern faction is an evil organization, and the evil organization does not talk about evidence.
Direct force control, and then hypnosis, guidance, brainwashing, etc., there are some ways to torture them out.
So the little fat man didn't intend to put on the helmet and go to the Dreamland Hall. His mission had been completed, and now he was going back to the Wuhen Hotel.
If Master Wuhen didn't come back, let's find a way to get Xiaoyuan and the boss to move. The little fat man carried his bag and left the temporarily "occupied" rental house that no one knew about.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes energetically, with a soft body in his arms, and a bright red was reflected in front of his eyes.
This made him swallow the words "Sister Guan Ya".
Palace Master Zhisha curled up beside him, entwining him like an octopus, her jet-black hair was spread out on the pure white pillow, in response to the phrase "pillows piled up with dark clouds and fallen emerald greens".
And Huanhuan, who was under the red dress, curled up at Chugong's waist, and was surrounded by him all night long.
The Master of the Killing Palace was breathing calmly, and she was still asleep. Her face was covered with a silver mask, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but Zhang Yuanqing thought that the sleeping face underneath must be very peaceful and sweet.
Do you want to take the opportunity to uncover it?
As soon as this idea came to mind, Zhang Yuanqing put his hand on the mask.
"Don't make trouble~"
From under the silver mask came the palace master's lazy voice, "I've been a demon since early in the morning, do you want to be hung up and beaten?"
The red thread popped out of the skirt and gently pricked the back of his hand.
Zhang Yuanqing was in pain, and withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted.
He muttered: "Sister Palace Mistress, are you so ugly that you don't even dare to see me with your true colors?"
Palace Mistress Zhisha opened her beautiful eyes wide, and hummed, "Have you ever seen an ugly musician!"
The charm of a musician can compete with the profession of lust.
"That's right." Zhang Yuanqing nodded, "Sister Palace Master must be worried that I will be beautiful and make me feel inferior."
"That's right, then give me a hug."
Since her mental illness was cured, her personality has also changed a little, and she occasionally looks like a little girl who wants to be kissed and hugged.
Zhang Yuanqing hugged her while checking his phone. JrNovels.com
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