At 9: 30 pm, in Li Xianyu's room.
Youmou Yu, Xia Xiaoxue, Victoria, Cui Hua, Thunder Zhanhime, and San Wu, who were helped back by Kato Taka and the girl killer, were all in Li Xianyu's room. In just over an hour, Li Xianyu's feat had spread all over Lianhua Temple. There would be plenty of material for tomorrow's news headlines.
The employees of Bosch Group were used to it. What else could they say? It would be strange if they didn't stir up trouble when they were forced to. Li Xianyu was now Bosch's number one prodigal son. The previous prodigal girl killer admitted defeat and stepped down.
Jin Gang was very envious of Li Xianyu's ability to play with women. Although he couldn't touch women, he was envious and despised Li Xianyu at the same time. Wasn't it disgusting to be surrounded by stinky sh * t all day?
"Is he okay now?" Youmou Yu poked Li Xianyu's head with her finger and pushed him onto the bed.
Thunder Zhanhime, who had not recovered from the physical damage, silently supported Li Xianyu.
"This is so funny. Isn't this the landlord's stupid son? Will there be irreversible side effects on his IQ?" Xia Xiaoxue poked Li Xianyu with her finger and pushed him onto the bed.
Thunder Zhanhime quietly supported him.
"Where is his left hand? Can it grow back?" Victoria also poked Li Xianyu and pushed him onto the bed. The blonde beauty giggled and said, "So interesting."
Thunder Zhanhime quietly supported him.
Li Xianyu's condition was terrible. He had become the landlord's stupid son. His expression was dull, his pupils were unfocused, and his mouth was dripping with saliva. The only thing better than the landlord's stupid son was that he didn't laugh like a fool.
"It's okay. His spirit is messed up. He will recover in half a month. After we finish, I will help you clean him up for a night and he will recover. There will be no side effects," Hua Yang said softly.
"I don't know why, but without his left hand, he looks much better." Victoria pinched her empty left sleeve.
The women around her all agreed with her.
"If I had known this would happen, I would have shamelessly followed them. What a loss." You Meng Feather was depressed and regretful, as if he had lost five million yuan. He was so distressed that he could hardly breathe.
What an interesting party, but she missed it. Just the thought of being toyed with by Li Xianyu until her legs turned to jelly was exhilarating.
"I'm still unhappy that Ayumi Aoki didn't invite me to the banquet, but now I just want to thank her for not inviting me. Those girls are so miserable. "Xia Xiaoxue clicked her tongue." Zhan Ji, you've worked hard too. "
The Thunder Warrior Concubine waved her hand tiredly. "I'm used to it."
"What?" "What?"
Thunder Zhanhime didn't even want to defend herself this time. Her pretty face was full of exhaustion. "I'm tired. I'll rest for a while. Let me know if your plan goes well."
She threw off her cotton slippers, lifted the quilt, and curled up in the quilt.
This was Li Xianyu's bed. The bed was full of his smell. But Thunder Zhanhime didn't mind, so the girls didn't remind her.
They could clearly see the ambiguous relationship between the two of them.
Hua Yang Zhenren's heart skipped a beat. Under the thin quilt, the girl's graceful body was very attractive, especially her pair of white python-like long legs. She had the three-dimensional facial features of a westerner and the delicate elegance of an oriental woman. She was a girl whose parents couldn't find any flaws.
Compared with the appearance that was more than enough to match her godson, Thunder Zhanhime's temperament was very much to her taste. Hua Yang herself was also a gentle and beautiful woman.
Now she was much blacker and darker than before. When Li Xianyu met her for the first time, she was a cruel and merciless fallen angel. She was usually gentle like a mother, but that was only for Li Xianyu.
In fact, it was because she couldn't give up her feelings for Li Wuxiang.
But it was useless for her to favor Thunder Zhanhime. Of course, a mother's words were not as powerful as Great-grandmother's, because of seniority.
.....
Late at night, in a quiet meditation room.
Hua Yu Zhenren sat cross-legged on the bed, and entered into meditation. When one's cultivation reached a certain level, he didn't need to sleep at all. Sleeping was to nourish his spirit, and meditation could nourish his spirit more than sleeping.
Flowing Cloud Temple was a second-rate school in Taoism, a branch of Shangqing. They were both branches, but Mao Mountain had a magnificent atmosphere of its own, while Flowing Cloud Temple's influence had always been limited to a province for hundreds of years.
Hua Yu Zhenren's aptitude was not bad, and she was no worse than the previous temple master. She was originally cultivated as the temple master's successor. If Hua Yang hadn't appeared.
Hua Yang had just entered Flowing Cloud Temple, and her aptitude was not obvious. A few years later, her talent in spirit gradually became obvious. At the age of twelve, she visualized the image of Progenitor Doumu, and at the age of fourteen, she was already one of the best among her peers. Her master regarded her as a treasure and called her the hope of Flowing Cloud Temple.
She was decided to be the next temple master's successor, and the original seeded player, Hua Yu Zhenren, became a substitute.
Why? I came first.
Later, Junior Sister Hua Yang and Li Wuxiang flirted and hooked up. When her master found out, he was not angry, but happy.
Flowing Cloud Temple didn't advocate marriage. Most Taoist schools didn't advocate marriage, but they wouldn't include the prohibition of sex in the school rules like Buddhism. Because in Taoism, there were some schools that specialized in sex.
Not advocating marriage didn't mean it was prohibited.
Who was Li Wuxiang? He was the successor of Ji Dao, and the special nature of the Li family determined that whoever gave birth to a child of the Li family would get the Unparalleled Fighting Soul.
Before the appearance of the Buddha head, Lianhua Temple was only a second-rate Buddhist temple. After the birth of a Ji Dao, it instantly became the leader of Buddhism. It was conceivable how glorious Flowing Cloud Temple would be in the future. Moreover, the Unparalleled Fighting Soul was not comparable to the Buddha head. As long as they firmly controlled the children of the Li family, Flowing Cloud Temple would always have a Ji Dao master.
In addition, Li Wuxiang was a disciple of the Buddha head. Flowing Cloud Temple had this rich son-in-law, which was equivalent to having the support of two Ji Dao masters.
Standing on the top of the wave, what was there to worry about?
Under such circumstances, Immortal Huayu had no chance at all.
The only way she could think of to break the situation was to destroy Huayang. Destroy her, and all the problems will be solved.
Past events came to her mind one after another. Immortal Huayu opened her eyes, and there was a touch of restlessness in the depth of her eyes.
Every time she meditated and visualized, her Interior would collapse inexplicably.
She was restless!
For a Taoist master, restlessness meant that something bad was going to happen. She had been in this state since yesterday. After seeing the successor of the Li family that night, she couldn't meditate and visualize peacefully.
Every time she visualized for no more than two hours, all kinds of messy thoughts came to her mind. The jealousy, anger, and hatred that had been buried deep in her heart for many years were like ripples, breaking her calm state of mind.
The sad and desperate eyes of Huayang before his death and the painful howls haunted her like a ghost.
Immortal Huayu regarded all this as a result of seeing the son of an old friend and recalling the past.
Seeing the successor of the Li family, she thought of Li Wuxiang, Li Wuxiang, and Junior Sister Huayang.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
The door of the meditation room was knocked twice, and then it was quiet again outside.
Immortal Huayu was shocked. Before the door was opened, she didn't hear any footsteps.
She put on her shoes and got out of bed. She opened the lattice door and looked around, but there was no one outside. There was a note on the threshold. Immortal Huayu looked down and saw the content on the paper. Her pupils suddenly shrank.
She lost her manners, bent down to pick up the note, and crushed it into pieces.
"Tonight at twelve o 'clock, in the dense forest in the west. Fallen Angel! "
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