Millennium Boss

Daoist Qingwei actually left him and ran away because of a man. This realization made King Ling extremely upset. He didn't show it, but this man named Feng Er could see through his thoughts at a glance: "I haven't seen Qingwei for many years. old friend, he got a little excited."

Feng Er is always smiling, he looks very familiar with Qingwei, especially his eyes, which are indescribably pampering and numb to Qingwei, and those eyes have not changed when they turn to him, which makes King Ling not even sleep peaceful.

Feng Er looks similar to him.

This is the conclusion that King Ling came to after staring at his face for a long time, from which he came to another conclusion - there are only two types of people around Taoist Qingwei, one looks like him, and the other doesn't look like him he.Having reached this conclusion, he fell asleep contentedly.

"Oh, my third brother treats me like a rival in love. Second brother, I'm very sad~" Feng Er sat on the armchair pretending to be sad, and waved his hand to draw a barrier to separate them from King Ling.Taoist Qingwei narrowed his eyes and glanced at him, Feng Er smiled, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"That..." This is something difficult to say but has to be mentioned, "When will you pay me the salary you owe me for 1000 years?"

Feng Er's smile deepened: "It took thousands of years for a trivial matter, Qingwei, could it be that you lack money to deceive this deity?"

"I'm short of money, but I didn't cheat you. Although this family matter is small, it is very difficult to handle. You don't know that when King Ling entered the mausoleum for decades, he was thinking about taking revenge on the society. At that time, I let him out of the world." I don’t know what kind of disaster he will face, so I put him on cooldown for 1000 years, until he forgets his hatred, has nothing to do with the world, and is indifferent to fame and wealth. Be optimistic and positive, and be a god, and now I am just a little short of success!"

That's right, Feng Er is the former owner of the Book of Seals, the handsome guy who broke the rules and promoted him to be a fairy 1000 years ago!Hand over the unsealing of King Mausoleum to his immediate superior!

In fact, there is a time difference between the sky and the human world. Let alone cooling King Mausoleum for 1000 years, even if it is cold for thousands of years, it will only take a few days in the sky.Therefore, his efficiency in this matter is still very high, but he only spent the time of Feng Erpin tasting tea, reading books, teasing birds and molesting beautiful women.No, when I got the second seal, I went down to the earth to see the progress.

"Exactly, my third brother is able to see the sky again thanks to you. As for the salary, I will find you a part-time job when you return to the Heavenly Court, and I will send it to you at that time."

Taoist Qingwei shook his head, he didn't want to return to the Heavenly Court to be an official, but it was hard to say anything.

"Today, I came down to earth with my third brother's soul. As long as the soul and spirit body merge into one, he will restore his past life memory and return to heaven."

Taoist Qingwei was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and nodded again.

Feng Er smiled: "You don't want him to go back to heaven?"

A sentence popped up in my mind: "Qingshan, when can I overwhelm you?"

The answer is, one day to return to heaven.

So he shook his head, he didn't want this day to come.Nodding, because this is the last step of the mission, King Ling will return to the heaven sooner or later, and seeing a bunch of beautiful men wholesale, I am afraid that he will no longer be attached to him.

"I won't go back when he goes back. I want to stay in the world and continue working as a ghost messenger."

"You and Lei Feng cherish each other, but are you willing to part with my third brother?"

"Boss, the heavenly rules stipulate that gods are not allowed to fall in love!"

"That's the old man's nonsense. He is afraid of guilt, so he can't see other gods, you and me. Talk about what you should talk about. Otherwise, how do you think my third brother and I were born? Where did so many second-generation immortals come from? "

"But even so, if you look at my virtue, I will be dumped within three days after returning to the Heavenly Court. How embarrassing it will be then, and I might as well die if I can't go down to the mortal world."

Feng Er looked left and right, and pinched Taoist Qingwei's face, then snapped his fingers back to his original appearance, and smiled slightly: "I think it's very cute and fresh."

"..." Taoist Qingwei cried. Feng Er was used to seeing countless handsome men and beauties in the heavens. At first glance, Taoist Qingwei became more friendly and cuter. This is a change of taste after aesthetic fatigue.

Feng Er kneaded Taoist Qingwei's face: "Ah, it hasn't changed at all from what I saw yesterday, it's still so interesting."

The "yesterday" he said meant that a thousand years ago, Daoist Qingwei hadn't changed his appearance since he became a fairy, and he was originally a little baby-faced, but he looked like he was between a young man and a young man in his twenties.

Feng Er likes his colorful expressions, and his fleshy touch is also good, sometimes Taoist Qingwei suspects that to Feng Er, he is no different from such ancient beasts, they are all pets.

"Qingwei, do you dare to bet that the third brother is interested in you on a whim, or does he really like you?"

When I wake up, the sun is rising.

The curtains in the room were dark and heavy. He always closed the curtains when he slept, and no one would open them until he woke up. The bastard Qingshan was becoming less and less considerate of him.

When I opened my eyes, I found that I was in an unfamiliar environment, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the palaces and buildings in the misty fairyland were looming, as if... I was dreaming.

He closed his eyes and continued to sleep, but when he heard a chuckle, he opened his eyes in surprise, was there someone beside him?Why can't he feel it.

"Feng Er?"

"This is my home." Feng Erdao came out of the dungeon's doubts, "Speaking of which, I have the same aspirations as the duke, and we also like one thing."

"what?"

"Collect beauties."

"..."

Feng Er chuckled and looked towards the open door, and saw all kinds of beauties entering there.In the past, Mr. Mu of Baili Mountain Villa was already the number one beauty, but these people are even more beautiful than others, so he can feast his eyes for a while.

"Compared to King Mausoleum's collection, how is mine?"

"very good."

There are hundreds of beauties standing in front of him, all wearing his favorite plain clothes, all of them are elegant and without the slightest bit of enchantment, I have seen too much... King Mausoleum said it was very good again, Feng Erxiao asked him what was so good about it , King Ling said: "I like enchanting beauties."

Under Mu Gongzi's bed, the elegant bed is enchanting, but I don't know what kind of scenery these people will have on the bed.

Feng Er saw through what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "If you like, just pick one, it's up to you."

"I want it all, okay?"

"Yes." Feng Er's smile deepened, "It's only a hundred, can you enjoy it?"

"can."

For King Mausoleum, watching beauties is a very enjoyable thing, and it is not necessary to use them. Beauties, apart from being used to ravage, can also be used to defeat.

Such as these one hundred beauties, although they have the beauty of the country and the city, but the King of Mausoleum compared them one by one in the mirror and found: "I still look better."

Feng Er chuckled lightly, amused by King Ling's narcissism.His third younger brother has been narcissistic since he was a child, thinking that no one in the heaven and earth is more beautiful than him, but in reality, their queen mother is known as the most beautiful woman in the heaven.The third brother inherited seven parts of the appearance of their mother and queen, and the remaining part resembled their father.

In this fairyland-like place, King Ling couldn't bear it after spending half a day with hundreds of beauties: "Where is Qingshan? Where is he?"

"You miss him?"

"Yeah." I'm tired of seeing too many beauties, especially such a group of beauties who don't eat the fireworks of the world, and can only be seen from a distance and not be played with. Taoist Qingwei is more kind and lovely.

"There are so many beauties here, why are you still thinking about him, Qingwei is not amazing, and he is not charming in bed."

"How do you know that he is not coquettish in bed?" Prince Ling said sadly.

"I can see the future."

"Then... who is the person on him?"

Feng Er smiled mysteriously: "He's on top."

King Ling's expression can be described as gloomy and gloomy. The good mood he had been in for half a day is gone. He just wants to see Taoist Qingwei urgently and beat him up: "How dare you go to someone else behind my back!"

Seeing his thoughts, Feng Er smiled and said, "Why don't you think that the person below might be you?"

"impossible."

"For the sake of true love, so what if you suffer once?"

"Have you experienced it?"

"No. I don't have true love." Feng Er bluntly said, "It seems that you don't love him enough."

King Ling didn't bother to argue, he just said: "Qing Shan doesn't have any experience, and he is very lazy. What should I do if I don't move halfway?"

King Ling is also very lazy, but he will definitely not be lazy when he goes to bed. I have never felt that kind of feeling of not wanting to move when I am half done. Now... even if it will sprout, I have to rely on willpower to overcome it!Looking at Taoist Qingwei again, his laziness will never evaporate because of animal desire, it's not like him.

Feng Erdao: "King Ling, you have never solved it since you were an adult, can you hold it?"

"I turn all my energy into spiritual power." He told the truth how important a man's energy is. His father taught him since he was a child. Waste of energy.Outsiders who don't know the truth think that he is licentious and innocent, but in fact he only does it twice a week, and all his excess energy is spent on practicing.It is the same now, all the essence in the body has been transformed into aura.

Feng Er sighed: "Although you are talented, you will not be as good as a finger of mine after tens of thousands of years of practice."

This remark made King Ling very upset, but he also guessed that Feng Er's identity was extraordinary, and his strength was even more unfathomable, probably much stronger than Taoist Qingwei.

"But this is not your limit." A primordial spirit emerged from Feng Er's palm, which was exactly the purpose of him coming to find King Ling, "This is your primordial spirit, with hundreds of millions of years of cultivation, how about it?"

"……"confuse.

"As long as you agree, I will return the Yuanshen to you, and you will know everything by then."

"What will happen to me?"

"Become a god."

"..."

When King Ling was about to leave, Feng Er said that 500 years have passed in the human world, and he can still see Taoist Qingwei when he goes down now, but that guy may have forgotten about you.

King Ling almost wanted to strangle him.In the end, Feng Er negotiated with the Space-Time Bureau and let King Ling travel through time and space to return to the time when he came to the world.Even so, there was still a small accident, that is, time turned back, and he returned to 1000 years ago.

"……"What should we do now.

Facing Feng Er who could see through his thoughts, King Ling was too lazy to speak.

Feng Er chuckled: "Since you're here, let's go and see Qingwei, he should still be in your villa now."