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Chapter 186 It's a pity he's gay!

It can only be said that the Thunder-Throwing Lord is worthy of being the Thunder-Throwing Lord. As one of the few good friends of Wang Ling in the cultivation circle, he can see through Wang Ling's actions of peeking at the screen from behind at a glance. Of course, except for the Thunder-Throwing Lord

In addition, these people in the chat group can be regarded as Wang Ling's immortal friends in the cultivation circle. However, there are not many people who have actually met Wang Ling.

When Wang Ling was ten years old, Master Cailian was lucky enough to meet Wang Ling once, but now she has no idea that Master Ling in the group is the little boy she met back then.

Wang Ling thought about this matter carefully and finally decided to agree.

Wang Ling felt that there was something fishy about this matter. The scene he had seen before with his heavenly eye had always made Wang Ling feel a little uneasy. Logically speaking, this Lord of the Shadow Stream, who had regressed for six hundred years in cultivation, was already in the state of the Clay Bodhisattva crossing the river.

If the disappearance of those delivery boys is really related to this, it's hard to say what else is involved behind it.





June 11th is the Saturday of the seventh week of school.

Wang Ling and Toya Sennin made an appointment to meet in a park not far from the high-end apartment building. When Wang Ling came over, he saw a thin, gray-haired, ancient-style handsome man carrying a big gourd on his back.

, standing in front of the park bench.

The big gourd behind this girl was so eye-catching that several girls who happened to pass by the park couldn't help but stop.

"Hello, can I take a picture with you?" Before Wang Ling could get closer, he saw a girl mustering up the courage to step forward and ask. Toya Sennin stared at the girl in front of him in silence for three seconds and nodded.

The girl who was allowed to do so was overjoyed. She made a scissor-hand gesture and took several selfies with Toya Sennin. The girls next to her all had envious expressions on their faces.

The girl looked through the photos on her phone carefully, her face turned red... This man really looked more and more handsome! If these photos were posted to Moments, the little sisters around her would definitely be envious for a long time.

After taking the photo, Immortal Toya happened to see the young man walking all the way. The young man was wearing a white shirt with one hand in his trouser pocket. He immediately took out the photo given by Lord Throwing Thunder and compared it carefully...

...Well, with black hair and dead eyes, and a naturally paralyzed face, this is definitely Ling Zhenren!

The other girls originally wanted to join in the fun and take a group photo, but when they saw Toya Sennin's footsteps suddenly move, he walked straight towards a young man who was approaching.

All the girls suddenly looked stunned, what the fuck!? What happened to the park today? They suddenly met two handsome guys so early in the morning!

Several girls saw two people saying something from a distance, and then walked away side by side...

The girl who took the photo looked at the photo of herself and Toya Sennin intoxicatedly. While watching the backs of Wang Ling and Toya Sennin from a distance, she felt an unstoppable pain in her chest, and at the same time she couldn't help sighing in her heart.

:Obviously he is so handsome... What a pity, he is actually gay!





Finally successfully reuniting with the legendary Ling Zhenren, Toya Immortal decided... In fact, this should be regarded as the second time he met Wang Ling. The last time was when Wang Ling and the Thousand Thunder Lords were on a mission a few years ago.

, Toya Sennin remembered that he had met Ling Zhenren from afar.

In fact, it was just Wang Ling's clone that time, and even Wang Ling himself had no memory of it.

At that time, Toya Sennin felt that Ling Zhenren was not an ordinary young man. Now that he had come into close contact with the deity, this feeling was even stronger.

No matter how a cultivator maintains his appearance, whether he takes medicinal baths or takes beauty-preserving pills, the youthful vitality in his body will gradually disappear as he grows older and his cultivation level gets deeper... However, Wang Ling's vitality is actually maintained very well.

!

How is this maintained?

Toya Sennin stared at Wang Ling with his chin raised, feeling very curious.

The price of this high-end apartment in the city is 200,000 yuan per square meter. This is already a noble apartment. The security is quite tight at ordinary times, and no idlers are allowed to enter. Toya Sennin is carrying such a big gourd on his back.

, it was really a bit ostentatious, and I was stopped by the security guard as soon as I walked to the door.

The security guard stared at the two of them: "Who are you looking for?"

"We are looking for someone." Toya Sennin answered truthfully, getting straight to the point.

The security guard responded politely: "If we are looking for someone, the owner needs to call us before you can go in."

"Then if you are the owner, can you enter directly?" Toya Sage asked.

The security guard nodded: "Of course!"

Toya Sennin said "Oh", then took out his mobile phone, and tapped the screen several times with his slender fingers. Three minutes later, he pushed the mobile phone screen in front of the security guard. It was a payment list for online house purchase...

In just three minutes, Toya Sennin bought a house for 30 million yuan...

Wang Ling: "..."





The two walked to the door of the apartment and found the slope leading to the basement of the apartment.

"The soul-condensing incense needs to be made fresh, so the effect is best. I have brought all the materials, and it takes about five minutes to make. If those delivery boys are really killed, I will put their souls in this gourd.

, the spiritual water in this gourd can keep their souls alive." Toya Immortal put down the gourd behind his back and looked at Wang Ling and said.

Wang Ling nodded, and at the same time his gaze penetrated several walls, looking at the suspicious abandoned convenience store from a distance. He was 100% sure that there was someone inside, and he was also an expert.

Wang Ling knew that a barrier had been set up outside the convenience store, and ordinary people's spiritual consciousness could not penetrate it. Of course, Wang Ling could forcefully penetrate it, but that would be a bit alarming.

Being able to set up such a powerful barrier, if it were really the Lord of Shadow Stream who had lost six hundred years of cultivation, this would never be possible.

"As everyone in the group said, this matter is indeed not simple." Toya Sennin also stared at the convenience store and thought deeply. The alchemist's five senses have been under the influence of drugs for many years and are different from ordinary people, so he can also feel

There was an air of hostility coming from inside.

"Senior, please put on your clothes first and let's go and test it out." As he spoke, Toya Sennin took out a set of yellow take-out clothes, which Master Cailian bought on a certain treasure before and left for a hurry.

Shipped by air. Although the workmanship is a bit rough, overall it is quite perfect.

Especially the big word "rice" on the back of the take-out uniform...it immediately reminded Wang Ling of the uniform he wore in No. 60 Middle School.

He felt that the designer of these two clothes should be the same person.

After changing into takeout clothes, Wang Ling straightened out the wrinkles on his body.

Toya Sennin looked up and down carefully and felt that Wang Ling still lacked something: "emmmmm... did you bring something to eat, senior?"

Now that I have decided to do a show, of course I have to do a full set. Wearing takeout clothes and showing up empty-handed seems suspicious no matter how you think about it.

Of course, Wang Ling's takeout was already ready. A flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a plastic bag suddenly appeared on his right hand.

What’s in the plastic bag is what Mr. Wang processed overnight last night... crispy noodles with tear-jerking xiaolongbao flavor!

"..."

Looking at a few crispy noodles in a plastic bag simply sealed with plastic wrap, Toya Sennin fell into deep thought.


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