The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Wang Ling called Thunder Throwing True Monarch from Wenxian Garden. Song Qingshu came to ask for help, this matter needs to be discussed in the long run.

A text message was sent, and Thunder Throwing True Monarch immediately rushed over on a sheep after hearing the news. When we got to the gate of Wang's house, it only took less than five minutes before and after.

After the Thunder Throwing True Monarch brought the sheep back, he entrusted one of his little brother who was engaged in the enhancement of immortal tools to repair the car. Hearing that Wang Ling was looking for him at night, he just took this opportunity to ride the tricycle back and return it to Wang Ling.

When he came to the door, the Thunder Throwing True Monarch saw that the door of the Wang family villa was opened by a crack, which was opened by Wang Ling.

Then Song Qingshu saw that the dead senior and a pink-haired loli in blue lace shorts with shorts both entered the door. This little loli looked like she was only six years old, with a round head and a small gray trench coat on her body, her big eyes blinked and looked around.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but jump in his heart when he saw True Monarch Throwing Thunder holding the little Loli... He had never heard that this deadly senior had a daughter. Where did this little Loli come from?

And after entering the door, Thunder Throwing Zhenjun saw at first sight that Mr. Wang was watching the drama, which was the recently broadcast "Old Driver Take Me With You". He didn't dare to disturb the old man watching the drama at all, but at this moment he had secretly decided to watch the drama carefully from beginning to end after he went back today... Maybe he could have an epiphany!

Well... every action the senior makes has a purpose!

Holding the sheep Wang Ling in front of him, Thunder Throwing Zhenjun saw Wang Ling's pajamas, and his eyes were stunned: "Fuck you, brother...you're a little cute today!" ?

Afterwards, he clenched his fists at Wang Ling in white rabbit pajamas: "Brother Ling, I brought you the sheep..."

Wang Ling stared at Little Loli and raised his eyebrows.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch touched Loli's little head: "Brother Ling, can you feel at ease now?"

Wang Ling held his chin and nodded. This is not the first time a sheep has materialized, but the first few times, because of the rust spots and peeling paint on the tricycle, the materialized clothing is really terrible. Now I have re-maintained it, and it is much better!

Sheep pointed at True Monarch Thunder Throwing with excitement: "This uncle asked someone to paint, wax, and lubricate me! It's so comfortable!"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch: "..."

"..." Wang Ling always felt that there was something strange about these words!

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After listening to Song Qingshu explain the cause and effect of the incident, the Thunder Throwing True Monarch looked at Song Qingshu and smiled: "It turns out that the group of people who fought with us for the face of the ghost were all sent by you. Did you come to us for help? If you knew today, why was it in the first place?"

Song Qingshu sighed, showing an expression of bitterness and hatred: "As of now, I have nowhere to go. I can only ask two seniors for help. If the two seniors can help me, I can help them get what I want. of……"

"Tell me first." Thunder Throwing True Monarch leaned on the sofa and hugged the sheep from behind. Sheep twisted her body with disgust and struggled away...

"I know that senior has been looking for news about the maker of the Stone Ghost Face..." Song Qingshu said, looking at Wang Ling and the Thunder Throwing True Monarch.

Hearing this, both Wang Ling and Thunder Throwing True Monarch's eyes lit up: "Do you have any clues?"

Song Qingshu nodded solemnly: "Yes!" This information was given to him by Zhou Jie, the former leader of the Youth Gang, and the accuracy rate of the information was over 90%.

In fact, Song Qingshu knew that he did not have the conditions for negotiation at all. Now the cultivators have various ways to retrieve their memories. With the strength of these two people, it is easy to read their own memories.

However, he is not stupid... Long before he came to the Wang family villa, he had sealed his memory with a spell, and once the spell was forcibly released, all his memories would disappear. Song Qingshu knew very well that this was his only bargaining chip. But even so, he still couldn't guarantee that Wang Ling had another way to spy on his memory.

After all, this is an unwanted senior who can even turn a pair of long pants into a god!

"You're smart, you used a spell to block your memory." Thunder Throwing True Monarch looked at Song Qingshu, his pupils shone with light. This is the Heavenly Eye of the Divine Transformation Stage. Although it is far inferior to Wang Ling, it is not difficult to see the clues.

However, the Thunder Throwing Lord quickly frowned and found a black smudge on Song Qingshu's soul, and immediately said in shock: "Soul brand?" It's getting darker and darker, like the soul imprint on Song Qingshu's body, Tamar has turned black into a black fungus!

Song Qingshu lowered his head and sighed: "Working in the Immortal Film Castle, everyone has been planted with a soul imprint like this by the fortress..."

Thunder Throwing True Monarch held his chin and pondered, there are actually many ways to remove the imprint of the soul. But Song Qingshu's brand was too deep to be removed by ordinary methods. The imprint of the castle owner now tied to Song Qingshu's soul is like a time bomb. Not only does it have the risk of revealing its location, but it is extremely easy for the Chinese and Indians to be cursed from a distance.

"Brother Ling, is there any way to wash off the imprint of the soul?" Frowning, Thunder Throwing True Monarch asked.

Wang Ling nodded, then got up and went to the bathroom on the first floor of the Wang family's villa, and pulled out a red bag from the cupboard.

On the side, Thunder Throwing Zhenjun and Song Qingshu were stunned when they saw the familiar packaging: "..."

Thunder Throwing True Monarch: "...Brother, is this?"

Wang Ling tore open the bag.

In the bag, the pure white particles are radiating golden light, exuding the fragrance of saponin.

This is a bag of mysterious washing powder that has been opened by him...

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At the same moment, outside the Wang family villa, a woman approached. The woman was wearing a cheongsam and stepping on a pair of red high-heeled shoes.

She followed Song Qingshu's soul imprint here.

"This is the place... Do you think the castle owner doesn't know about hiding here?" The woman sneered, she already smelled Song Qingshu.

"Song Qingshu, come out and die! I was ordered by the mother to avenge Ah Zuo!" The woman did not move, but the angry voice penetrated her heart and was deafening.

Unfortunately, this voice failed to get any reply...

"Damn! Song Qingshu, if you are willing to act like a tortoise and dare not come out, I will rush in! I swear, I will kill everyone in this villa!" The woman in red cheongsam was furious.

And just when the woman was about to enter the villa and take further action. The door of the royal villa opened...

I saw a young man in white rabbit pajamas slowly walked out from behind the door first.