It was Monday, May 24th, and today was the day of the parent-teacher conference. It was also the most uneasy day for all the students of No. 60 High School. Wang Ling was probably the only one whose heart was as calm as an ancient well, and even felt like laughing a little …
This wasn't the first time they had found someone to attend the parent-teacher conference in their place. The main reason was that the Wang couple themselves didn't want to attend. Because it would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
First of all, the couple considered themselves ordinary people who didn't know how to cultivate, so they didn't have anything in common with the other parents. Moreover, the child of two ordinary people had actually cultivated to the Foundation Establishment stage and entered a cultivation high school — just the thought of it was suspicious. Another reason was that the couple had had enough of the other parents comparing themselves to each other.
At parent-teacher conferences, the most common thing one would hear before the start of the meeting was that so and so parents would brag about how outstanding their child was, how proficient they were in the Flying Sword Technique, and how high their scores in the cultivation theory test … Father and Mother Wang both agreed that these outstanding children couldn't be compared with their Ling Ling at all … in any case, if they really got into a fight, Wang Ling would kill them with one slap.
Being invincible was so lonely …
Thus, after Father and Mother Wang thought things through, they never attended parent-teacher conferences again after Wang Ling was in elementary school.
This kind of conference was simply too boring …
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At nine o 'clock in the morning, Wang Ling showed up at Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's Wenxian Garden luxury villa complex as promised.
Because he still had to go to school, Wang Ling had only sent a clone to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's house. Although it was just a clone, Wang Ling felt that it was enough to protect the stone ghost mask.
When he arrived at Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's house, he saw a huge Shun Feng God Express container truck parked in front of the house. Two Shun Feng God Express delivery men in black suits jumped out of the truck and pressed a button on the remote control in their hands. The container immediately opened on all sides, and a huge cage came into view.
Inside the cage was a golden-red lion which was three times the size of a spirit lion in an average cultivation zoo.
Wang Ling recognized at one glance that this was a fighting lion bred by the Xiao clan!
This fighting lion was pretty well raised. Its limbs were powerful and very strong, and one could faintly see the thick veins hidden under its skin. The moment the container opened, its flame-colored mane fluttered in the wind. When its gaze fell on the God Express delivery men, both of them couldn't help trembling.
The God Express delivery men couldn't help sweating as they thought of a detail. It seemed that before the lion had been sent here, its owner, Immortal Toya, had fed it a calming pill.
Obviously, the effect of the medicine was about to expire … As everyone knows, fighting lions have relatively hot tempers. As long as they are not around their master, they are almost always in a state of rage.
The two divine couriers hurriedly put the cage on the ground and closed the door of the container truck. Standing anxiously at the door, when he saw Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal open the door and come out, he immediately braced himself and bowed in salute. Shun Feng Shun's mission! Please sign for it, Mr. Lei … "
"Shun" Don't we need a five-star rating today? "
The God Express delivery men's realms weren't high, and were only at the Golden Core stage. They couldn't withstand this fighting lion's gaze at all, and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
"There's still plenty of time for a good rating … it's good that Mr Lei is satisfied with our service. We'll take our leave first! "
The two God Express delivery men bowed again and then drove off in the container truck as if they were fleeing.
Looking at this scene, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help laughing. "What two cowards!"
After the container truck drove away, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal saw Wang Ling, who had been blocked by the container truck earlier, and immediately stepped forward to greet him warmly. "Yo! Brother Ling! Naisi Bunny Mi Bunny yo! "
Wang Ling: "…"
"Let me introduce you, Brother Ling. The guy in the cage is the fighting lion I borrowed from Immortal Toya. It's specially here to help me guard the seal, so you two should take care of each other today. "
Saying this, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal undid the heavy black iron chains on the cage. "Brother Fighting, you can come out now!"
"…" The fighting lion lay lazily in the cage and just raised its eyelids, showing no intention of coming out at all.
Wang Ling: "…"
It was obvious that it hadn't been completely tamed yet!
Adult fighting lions generally only listened to their masters; when their masters weren't around, they wouldn't listen to anyone at all.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was a little embarrassed at this scene. He was at the Soul Formation stage, and in front of his best brother, he couldn't even tame a lion cub — it was really a little embarrassing!
He put his hands on his hips and looked like he was going to negotiate with the fighting lion. "Brother Fighting, give me some face and hurry up and come out of the cage, won't you? Brother Toya and I have known each other for so many years, and he sent you to me because the organization trusts you … Do you understand? "
The fighting lion rolled its eyes at Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
"Brother Fighting, I've never humbled myself like this before. Let me tell you, if you weren't Brother Toya's pet, I would have beaten you to a pulp. If it weren't for Brother Toya, I would have beaten you down long ago! Let me tell you, hurry up and come out of the cage, otherwise I'll go crazy, and even I'm afraid of myself! "Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal hooted as he stuck his head directly into the cage.
Then, Wang Ling saw the fighting lion bite down on Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's head with a howl. In an instant, blood gushed out and flowed down Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's neck.
Wang Ling: "…"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, who was still in the lion's mouth, sighed. "I've embarrassed myself in front of Brother Ling, I was already prepared!"
As soon as he said this, an old voice rang out from his wristwatch. "Evil creature! Let go! "
It was Immortal Toya's voice.
Sure enough, when the fighting lion heard this voice, it immediately let go.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal successfully escaped from the lion's mouth and wiped the blood on his neck. "Luckily, I was smart! I asked Brother Toya for a recording. "
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal pressed the play button.
The only thing Wang Ling heard was "Evil creature! Let go! ", Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal also had Immortal Toya record a few other words, which were:" Evil creature! Get down! " "Evil creature! Get down! " "Evil creature! Raise your hands! "and" Go, evil creature! I've decided on you! "
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal sighed. "If Brother Ling can't handle it later, just directly play the recording."
Wang Ling: "…"
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Wang Ling looked at the fighting lion in the cage, his eyes calm and without the slightest ripple of emotion.
He didn't use the slightest bit of pressure to deliberately oppress this Fighting Lion. Just a glance was enough to make this majestic Fighting Lion so scared that its mane stood on end ….
What kind of pressure was this?
The fighting lion was terrified and had an indescribable feeling. As a spirit beast, its almost innate sense for danger told it that … this wasn't a guy it could easily provoke.
What should it do? Should it show goodwill?
Otherwise, it would die!
The fighting lion thought for a moment … There was no other way. Now that things had come to this, it could only learn the cat's common trick of acting cute!
Then, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Wang Ling saw the fighting lion slowly walk out of the cage and turn over in front of them. It raised its little paws, exposed its belly, and closed its eyes miserably …
Come on! I'll let you feel good once!
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