Chapter 435 There is still something pressing on the head
Liu Ge once again refreshed his understanding of immortal cultivators.
The fairy she saw floating in the sky turned out to be crawling out of the bloody hell of conspiracy.
"Has your Phoenix friend become an immortal?" Liu Ge asked.
"It's done." Lin Qian thought of her hasty meeting with Phoenix. Things in the world are unpredictable. Even if she becomes an immortal, there is still something weighing on her head.
"That's good." Liu Ge said, "It sounds scary to me. Don't ask me to experience it myself. I will definitely not cultivate immortality. I just need you to protect me in this life."
When Zhou Wenshuang heard this, she clenched her fists and never let go.
As the situation becomes increasingly chaotic, maybe this generation of practitioners will also encounter such a thing.
She knows that immortals will help her, but also knows that immortals will not help her with everything. She is not a friend of immortals.
The immortal seemed to notice her uneasiness and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, it's useless to be afraid."
Zhou Wenshuang took a deep breath, "I understand, thank you for your guidance."
Liu Ge whispered: "Are you sure she is giving you advice and not gloating?"
Zhou Wenshuang was sure, "Immortals can't do it."
She will! Liu Ge replied with more certainty in his heart.
When she left Xing Drew's house, it was still early, so Lin Qian went to a nearby snack street to eat for half an hour before driving back.
When I got home, as soon as the car lights hit the courtyard door, it was opened.
Mother Lin seemed to have been standing by the door just now.
"Why are you standing outside?" Lin Qian got out of the car and handed the snacks she brought back to Lin's mother.
"What a coincidence, I just happened to come out and you just arrived home." Mother Lin smelled the smell coming from the plastic bag, "Is there something to eat?"
"Supper, I bought it at the night market." Lin Qian said nonsense, "She encountered something at work and is not in a good mood. I will go and keep her company."
Lin Qian pushed her mother through the door, while her father was leaning on the sofa and already squinting.
However, as soon as Lin Ma opened the plastic bag, he woke up and asked, "What smells so good?"
Dahuang who was lying at his feet suddenly jumped over, and Mimi who was on the handrail of the stairs also jumped over.
Father Lin came over in slippers to help unpack, "There are so many kinds!"
Mother Lin went to the kitchen and brought three pairs of chopsticks over, "I remember your friend is not from this city."
Lin Qian nodded but did not move the chopsticks in her hand.
"Her family is not around, and she has nothing to say when things happen." Lin's mother said, "Why don't you let her come and stay at home for two days?"
"She has to go to work tomorrow."
"It's not easy."
Lin Qian continued: "It's not easy for anyone."
Father Lin fried four thumbs in one bite, "You don't want to eat it?"
Lin’s mother: “Save some for me!”
Late that night, Lin Qian walked around the wasteland as usual. In the wasteland, only Wu Jin was diligently planting grass.
As for Liao Xingxing, he got off work at that time and was already fast asleep in his living room.
In ditches filled with suzuki grass, more and more water accumulates. When there is enough water, clouds can be spread. Enough clouds can attract wind, and the wind can promote the reproduction of sushi grass.
It is intertwined, and each link consumes a lot of time.
Once the spiritual veins here are formed, they can accelerate the consumption of the spiritual power of the alien beasts. The huge accumulation of spiritual power will inevitably lead some of it out of the wasteland.
When it falls, more and more outsiders will practice it.
With Liu Baihua taking the lead, it is only in recent years that the concept of cultivation has become the concept of cultivating immortals.
Lin Qian walked on the wasteland, and across a shallow layer of dust were the dying beasts.
In the early morning of the next day, Boss Shang suddenly sat up from the bed.
Mrs. Shang was startled by this movement and asked, "Can you make your movements smaller?"
"I'm too late." He hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out while putting them on.
After Boss Shang left the bedroom, Mrs. Shang squinted at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was only half past four, so she turned off the light and went back to sleep.
Boss Shang grabbed an apple from the table, rushed to the garage, and drove to Xialing Village.
If the new road doesn't work, then we'll have to stick to the old road.
People still need to know how to compromise. Boss Shang can help himself.
There were no cars on the road at this time, and he arrived at Xialing Village in a little more than an hour. At this time, Father Lin had just arrived in the fields.
"Good morning, Boss Lin!"
"You were earlier." Father Lin asked him, "You didn't have breakfast, did you? Aqian will be delivered to you later. Today we will eat sauced pork buns."