Those beautiful blue eyes sparkled with a look called admiration.
The image of Victoria became more vivid in Li Xianyu's eyes, and he said to himself, that amazing person in your mouth is me.
She mistakenly thought that the great man was the big boss who lived in the lines, but she didn't know that that man was sitting next to her.
Li Xianyu thought for a while and suppressed his desire to show off to others. In fact, this kind of thing is suitable for bragging, especially if it happens to a little person like him. But if he said it, Victoria would definitely ask: How did you do it
How to answer.
It's green, Long Aotian is green...
Forget it, I really can’t say it.
"How are the talks with the alliance going?" After Li Xianyu finished speaking, he immediately said, "If it's inconvenient for me."
"Smooth." Victoria said.
"When Ryder recovers from his injury, will you return to the United States?"
"No, we want to watch the Taoist seminar held by the Taoist and Buddhist Association in two months. Every year, many people with super powers from all over the world come here." Victoria smiled elegantly: "Ryder said, if you attend by then , he will challenge you again. One blood will eat a thousand."
It's a shame.
"Tao discussion conference? A newcomer like me will definitely not be able to participate." Li Xianyu waved his hand.
In fact, this was the first time he had heard of it.
"There is a competition for young people." Victoria said. She ate a clean breakfast. All blood descendants, regardless of gender, have a huge need for food. Wiping the corners of her mouth and fingers with a wet tissue, she stood up and smiled politely: "Bye."
"Bye." Li Xianyu nodded in greeting.
Next is welfare time. Turning his head, he looked at Victoria's back. The peach-shaped butt cheeks were twisted and elegant, and she was definitely the No. 1 figure Li Xianyu had ever seen.
In the group, colleagues are still calling for Long Aotian to be beaten. Those who have been beaten feel very relieved, while those who have not been beaten are very regretful.
[Fudo Mingou] Wang Laoer: "I'm going. Long Aotian has trapped my nephew in the virtual world. I want to beat him on behalf of the whole family. But I'm out on a mission now and can't come back."
This is a big boss with a title. Ordinary senior employees do not have titles. Anyone with a title is a great person. This is the message Li Xianyu summarized.
Uncle Qin: "I asked you why you haven't had a drink with me. Lao Wang, are you out on a mission again?"
[Fudo Myooh] Wang Laoer: "This mission is a hot potato. I'm at Lianghua Temple. Guess who my partner is?"
Uncle Qin: "It's fart."
[Fudo Mingou] Wang Laoer: "Eternal and unparalleled in the present, an unparalleled fighting spirit."
After a few seconds, the group was in a frenzy.
Vulcan: "What did you say, the unparalleled fighting spirit has revived?"
Li Bai: "Is it the fighting spirit of the Li family? Is it the one from the Qing Dynasty? Is it the one who reached the pinnacle in modern two hundred years of history?"
The group was already relatively active, but as soon as the name Wushuang Fighting Spirit came out, it immediately went viral.
Li Bai’s message was swept across the screen.
God of Cookery: "Is the fighting spirit delicious?"
System prompt: The God of Cookery has withdrawn a message.
Uncle Qin: "The screenshot has been taken."
Li Bai: "Screenshot taken."
Wang Laoer: "The fighting spirit is with me, God of Cookery, I'm going to show it to her."
God of Cookery: "Old Wang, please be merciful."
[Archives Manager] Murphy: "Haha, even the God of Cookery is timid sometimes, it's rare."
Vulcan: "Stop swiping the screen. If you swipe the screen again, you will be banned."
Only then did the group settle down. The God of Fire had a high status and reputation in Baoze.
Vulcan: "Wang Laoer, what's going on? The fighting spirit has revived? Who is the heir of the Li family?"
Wang Laoer: "How do I know who the heir to the Li family is? When I saw her, she was alone."
Li Bai: "What's going on? Why are you partnering with her?"
Wang Laoer: "The war spirit invited speakers from the Taoist and Buddhist Associations and major families to hold a symposium. The venue was Lianghua Temple. The content was of course related to the Wanshen Palace. I will not reveal the details. Yes. I am a lay disciple of Lianghua Temple, and Fotou is my ancestor, so I am here to host this symposium on behalf of the company."
Vulcan: "Li Wuxiangke died in the hands of those people back then. Will the symposium turn into a melee? Well, the unparalleled fighting spirit will challenge everyone."
[Deputy Director of the Medical Department] Li Shizhen: "The God of Fire is overthinking. The descendants of the Li family are as weak as a little rooster. What kind of combat power can a fighting spirit have?"
Murphy: "So, the company thinks that Lao Wang is invulnerable and cannot be beaten to death, so it throws him out to take the blame?"
Li Bai: "The truth is here."
God of Cookery: "Truth +1."
Wang Laoer: "... Don't tell me, the atmosphere is really not good. It's been five days since the news was sent out, and people from all the major families have only gathered now. Over at the Taoist sect, the Taoist Master has not come."
Murphy: "It's been five days... so you deliberately gave her a blow?"
Vulcan: "It's not surprising. The Ten Thousand Gods Palace is very involved. As long as the Ten Thousand Gods Palace is involved, neither the Buddha Head nor the big boss can suppress it, nor can the fighting spirit. It is still a sealed fighting spirit."
Li Bai: "Zhanhun must want to compromise, otherwise why would we hold a symposium?"
Long Aotian: "Then this show of power is even more necessary. No one wants to have a Ji Dao war spirit on top of their head after the birth of the Wan Shen Palace, and the major families will also feel relieved."
Wang Laoer: "I'll go, Long Aotian, do you still have the strength to Shui Qun?"
Li Bai sent two pictures. The first one showed Long Aotian curled up on the ground with scars, holding a mobile phone in his trembling hands.
In the second picture, there are blood descendants standing around, and the vampires bow their heads in the water.
Li Bai: "Everyone is watching. He is a fighting spirit and is from the Palace of All Gods. He is definitely more attractive than fighting Long Aotian."
Wang Laoer: "Anyway, I am only responsible for hosting this symposium. If there is a fight, I will shrink into the master's cassock. The symposium will start in half an hour, I will go to work first, and I will replay it for you after the end."
Tentacle monster: "We want live text broadcast."
His message was forwarded hundreds of times and flooded the screen.
... ...
King Thunder and Lightning put down his mobile phone. On the screen was a private chat between him and Wang Laoer.
King Thunder and Lightning: "Don't mention the heirs of the Li family."
Lao Wang Er: "He is in our company?"
King Thunder and Lightning: "Don't ask, just bring up the topic."
Wang Laoer: "Okay, Minister."
Li Xianyu's identity is a tacit secret. If you know it, you know it. If you don't know it, you don't know it. Not only Baoze, but also all the major families.
The door of the office rang, and King Thunder and Lightning said: "Come in."
Victoria opened the door and walked in, wearing slim cropped pants and a small white T-shirt.
"Is something wrong?" King Thunder and Lightning was stunned.
"Is Qin at the headquarters?" Victoria got straight to the point.
"Who knows, I'm lucky to be able to come to the company once a month." King Thunderbolt frowned: "If you have any questions, just tell me, I am solely responsible for Baoze's affairs."
"It's a private matter," Victoria was slightly disappointed, but unwilling to accept it: "I heard that the trouble in your company's virtual world has been solved, isn't it him?"
"It has nothing to do with the big boss. It was solved by an employee of the company," King Thunderbolt said: "If you want to see the big boss, I will make an appointment for you first and see if he has time."
The King of Thunder and Lightning has long been accustomed to this kind of incident. The big boss is young and talented, and a football field can be filled with women who want to have sex with him.
Victoria's status in the Superpower Association is not low, and she is a queen of a famous family, but among the suitors of the big boss, there is always a lot of wealthy ladies, as well as wealthy ladies. The most perseverant one was the daughter of an African chief. She ate and drank in Baoze for two months, showing off her determination not to give up until the Yellow River was reached. Later, the chief's father sent someone to capture her because the two tribes wanted to marry and it was unreasonable for her daughter to stay in China for a tryst with her lover.
When the Black Princess left, she shed several pounds of tears, and left a farewell poem at the end: Since ancient times, there has been no room for passion but hatred, and this hatred lasts forever.
I don’t know where she found this pieced-together poem.
Victoria sighed secretly, turned around and left, took two steps, and turned back: "Who is that employee?"
She was unwilling to fight to the death. King Thunder and Lightning said: "Li Xianyu, oh, the one who injured your brother." He guessed that Victoria had forgotten about Li Xianyu.
Victoria: "Him?!"
... ...
The clouds are emerald green, and the hairpins are far away, just like the eyebrows of a moth, thin and long, beautiful and gorgeous, so it is named Mount Emei.
It is one of the four great caves and blessed places in Buddhism. It is known as the "Fairy Mountain Buddha Country". There are twelve temples on the mountain, of which Lianghua Temple is the most important. The current Buddha head is hosted by Lianghua Temple.
The unique Taoism in the temple establishes its status as the first among hundreds of temples.
In the Main Hall, sunlight shines in through the hollow doors and windows, illuminating the floating incense.
Under the towering Buddha statue, stood a young girl. She raised her head, her face was fair, her chin was pointed, her eyes were lively, and she had a little mole on her left eye, which added to her beauty.
A haggard old monk sat cross-legged on the futon behind the girl, eyes closed and chanting sutras in a low voice.
"Last time I trampled the Buddha's Dharma to pieces, and now he has erected a taller and brighter golden body," the girl said with her tongue, "Old bald donkey, this time I stamp on it again, you can build a taller one next time." ?"
The old monk behind him opened his eyes, stopped chanting, thought for a while, and said seriously: "Donor Li, the Buddha is innocent."
Grandma said quietly: "Buddha is innocent, but people outside are not innocent. After living for one hundred and fifty years, I am tired of the world. If one day I break my spiritual pearl, don't stop me."
Buddha Tou sighed: "Tonight's vegetarian meal will include chicken drumsticks. You hide in your room and eat it. Don't let anyone see it. I also want to save face."
Grandma smiled sweetly: "This world is quite beautiful, there is no need to fight and kill it all the time."
The sound of footsteps came, and the young monk in white robes crossed the tall threshold, stopped behind the Buddha's head, clasped his hands together, and said: "Master, everyone is here, when will the meeting start?"
Grandma looked over and said, "Hey, old bald donkey, you have accepted a disciple again. Look at how tall this little one is. He is really handsome. You must be the wrong disciple. If you want to go to Tantric Buddhism to practice Happy Zen, you don't have to have three thousand concubines. The sun is rising."
Jiese had a good appearance, red lips, white teeth, clear eyebrows and clear eyes. He was Fotou's new disciple after Li Wuxiang. A few years ago, a film crew went to the mountain to shoot the scene, and they were attracted by Jiese, and they wanted to cast him as the third male lead, a young monk trapped in love. Of course Lianghua Temple did not agree. The director tripled the salary, but Fotou agreed.
Later, I wanted to sign him and make him a star, but unfortunately I couldn't do it. The director sighed sadly, he knew he could rely on his reputation to make a living, but he still wanted to be a monk.
He also has a more famous name: Heir of the Ultimate Dao.
Fotou can have many disciples in his life, but there is only one true disciple, and he is called the successor of the extreme path.
The contemporary Taoist Master was also a successor of the Extreme Tao in the past.
Therefore, Jiese has never left Emei in his life, but his reputation has already spread throughout the blood community and even abroad.
The young monk observes his nose with his eyes, and his mind with his nose. His heart is always like an ancient well, calm and calm.
Grandma took small steps forward and reached out to touch Jiese Zhengliang's bald head with a smile. The latter raised his arm to block it, but it was not blocked. The young monk's figure flashed and escaped several meters away. However, the woman's fighting spirit was stronger than He was faster, reaching the threshold first, as if waiting for him.
My grandma rapped her bald head with her knuckles, just like a monk knocking on a wooden fish, again and again, her voice soft and moist: "My head hurts, my head hurts, my head hurts when I think about shoveling shit."
The young monk suddenly changed his color.
Grandma was suddenly unaware and said with great interest: "Old Bald Donkey, your disciple is smart, why don't you let him go down the mountain to be my great-grandson's horse boy."
There will be another chapter later, um, I haven’t saved the manuscript, so I’ll write as much as I can, it’s really annoying. Guaranteed to be three chapters, I will try to rush to six chapters.
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