Moke frowned and was about to speak, but saw the beautiful rudder leader standing up excitedly, then slowly sat down and scolded him sternly, "Wanshan! It's simply stupid and confused. This kind of soul-living is of great use. When is it your turn to suggest how to deal with the soul-living? By the way, is he a man or a woman?"

Wanshan was startled, his back felt cold, and he replied in fear and fear, "Report to the helm leader, he is a man with a strong yang energy, and he is interested in the soul-living woman named Wang Qianqian, who was recently arrested by Wanhun Building, maybe it was a lover relationship."

The girl's helm's face was covered with some white mist, and she couldn't see her true appearance. At this time, the mist seemed to be stirred by something, rolling endlessly, and said without any rushing moment. "Go and bring him to see this helm's helm. Don't be negligent and treat him like a VIP."

Mok bowed his fists at this time and said with a solemn expression; "The helm leader thinks twice. Although such souls are rare, he is related to Xinxiong, and he will try every means to regain his things. I am afraid that the Qinglong Association and Lingyin Hall will once again have a fierce conflict, which is not good. The last time I lost dozens of gang members for the sake of the life of the soul, it was simply not worth the effort."

The beautiful girl's voice sank and scolded, "What are you talking about? Don't the lord understand the powerful relationship? After bringing him, go to the Deacon Hall to receive the reward. This time you three have made a great contribution to the Qinglong Association. Rewards are rewarded!"

The two of them were both humble and were overjoyed. Isn’t this what they expected? They immediately retreated respectfully and headed straight to the Soul Gathering Hall happily.

Mo Ke said with some confusion, "Brother Wan, why do I think this matter is very strange? Lingyin Hall is also searching for the master of Xinchi, and he did not hesitate to make a big move. He sent all his disciples to scrape the ground three feet near Tianyin City but failed. Unexpectedly, he was met by us by chance. Could this master be the original master to refine magic weapons? Or is there any other mystery?"

At this moment, Wanshan looked excited and said casually; "I heard that with the support of the original owner of Xinlei, when refining magic weapons, it will be more smooth and the loss will be extremely small. Just imagine that such a treasure that is rare in a century will be better, of course, the better the loss. This is unquestionable."

When the two left, the petite rudder leader suddenly smiled a little, smiling happily, and was extremely charming, muttering to himself, "It's been five hundred years, I've been waiting for five hundred years, so long, haha... I'm finally here? Water-like Poplar Flower, I, Li Meiling, are you here..."

Li Meiling seemed very crazy, completely inconsistent with the power of the helm leader, the divine power of her just now, and she was full of watery poplar flowers. He heard the girls with maids around her showing an indescribable smile on their faces. This expression has never been seen before. She didn't understand what the "watery poplar flowers" in her mouth meant.

Li Meiling found that she had lost her composure and said in a pause, "Chunhua and Qiuyue, hurry up to Dayin Mountain and Funiu Mountain to invite the two masters of the family to come back and tell them, and the opportunity for water-like poplar flowers has come!"

The two maids responded, but their bodies stood still, but they recited a spell of gusting. Strangely, the two bodies slowly became transparent in the sound of the spell and suddenly disappeared.

Li Meiling slapped his palm, and a young man turned from behind the screen, looking handsome. Li Meiling said, "You should go to Tianjue Mountain quickly and the ghost crying cave in the Broken Soul Cliff. Ask a senior named Xu Peiling to discuss the matter of water-like Yanghua."

After the young man left, Li Meiling kept walking back and forth in the hall. Her delicate pink feet were as ethereal as walking on the clouds, and her expression was very anxious. She always looked outside the door. The expectation and excitement were indescribable.

Fan Li was surrounded by three hunters and walked quickly. The three of them looked extremely respectful. They looked like they treated the respected and old cadres who went to the countryside to inspect. They were suddenly treated with inexplicable grand treatment. Fan Li did not adapt for a while and was used to being ignored for a long time. He was a little uncomfortable at this time.

In Li Meiling's inner hall of the deep boudoir, this is a very luxurious and elegant boudoir of a rich lady. The exquisite tatami with carved dragons and painted phoenixes can be used to roll the sheets together for at least ten pairs of lovers. It is grand and luxurious. Above the tatami, there is a large tea table with a short foot on it, with a furnace of fragrance on it, refreshing and refreshing.

Fan Li never expected that there were spices in the ghost realm. Some people had such leisure and elegance to make exquisite furniture that was not wood or wood, not stone or stone for decoration. This is probably the complex of the world.

Fan Li sat cross-legged on the tatami, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles. The very ambiguous and very pleasant smell of women always consciously or unintentionally penetrated his mind.

Moreover, the woman's fragrance was emitted by Li Meiling sitting cross-legged opposite him. The woman is now wearing a translucent gauze dress, almost the same as she is not wearing it. A blue chest tied around her chest to cover her shame, and she looked a little full under her eyes. The whole feeling was very lazy and full of endless temptation.

This petite and delicate female helm leader of the Qinglong Gang gave him an extremely mysterious and dangerous feeling. He couldn't see through what kind of cultivation she belonged to, which was simply unfathomable.

If you look at her cultivation level from the Taoist realm of the Yang world, at least it is at the middle stage of foundation building, and here it should be the early stage of the Spirit General.

The division of the realm of the ghost realm is obviously different from the Yang world. A newly dying person is called a living soul, which is not called a realm. The lowest realm is the spiritual disciple, which is followed by a spiritual scholar, a spiritual master, a spiritual general, a spiritual coach, a spiritual king, and a spiritual emperor. The highest realm is the spiritual emperor. Each level has three levels of division: primary, intermediate and advanced.

Fan Li had already learned from the three people that the highest level in Tianyin City was the city lord Lu Lingfeng, who was in the early stage of spiritual coaching.

Li Meiling's face was still covered with white mist, and she couldn't see her true face clearly. Moreover, after a while, her eyes looked weak and she felt very dazed. I wonder if her face was too ugly, and she was afraid that she would scare people, so she would condense a ball of white mist to cover up the ugly things.

Li Meiling looked at Fan Li with embarrassment, and kept looking at her chest, but she didn't dare to be too presumptuous. Her dodging eyes licked her lower lips from time to time, which seemed very funny.
Chapter completed!