Xue Cheng waved his hand and said, "Have the Immortal Tu Sect looked for you again recently?"

Jiang Lin reached out to unbox the box: "I didn't look for me anymore, but I knew they were in contact with my men and wanted to control my company, but they would not succeed."

Xue Cheng looked at the guys who were secretly protecting Jiang Lin, and there were even experts in internal strength.

She measured that there were two types of members of the Immortal Sect she had seen. One was that she had not yet passed the power of transmission, but had a dirty constitution, very friendly turbid air, and had a lot of turbid air on her body. To be precise, this kind of person could not be considered a turbid air practitioner, but a seed player.

The second type is that the turbid air is advanced to a higher quality, which can transmit power to the seed player, and can release the turbid air knife that condenses the turbid air into a spell.

What remains in Jiang Lin's body now is this kind of turbid air of higher grade. Seed players will not transmit the power. Only the turbid air of the immortal priest can transmit the power. Therefore, the one who passes the power to Jiang Lin is naturally the turbid air of the priest, and what remains in his body is the high-level turbid air of the priest.

The first type of member of the Immortal Sect belongs to ordinary people and will definitely not be the opponent of Jiang Lin's bodyguard. The second type of senior member is not strong in combat. Xue Cheng thinks that the masters of internal strength can fight with him.

Xue Cheng said to Jiang Lin: "Be careful, if you have any information about the Immortal Tu Sect, remember to share it with me."

"If that happens, will we leave a contact information?" Jiang Lin's eyes flashed.

Xue Cheng calmly took out his cell phone and said, "You read the number and I'll call you."

The two exchanged contact information, and Xue Cheng urged again: "You should take the antidote quickly and see if your turbid air is cleaned up, and I can leave."

When she heard Xue Cheng say that she had finished eating, she was about to leave. Jiang Lin stopped when he opened the box and smiled and said, "Xiaoxue is getting more and more sensible. On my birthday, I made a gift for me."

"Yeah." What could Xue Cheng say? She couldn't even see her son, let alone expecting her son to make gifts for herself, and she could not even deliver them.

"When will you have time, let's go and see Xiaoxue together. He will definitely be very happy to see you." Jiang Lin smiled.

Xue Cheng shook his head: "If you agree, tell me the address and I'll go see him by myself."

A tender voice rang out in her mind: "Go away, you are not my mother, I don't want a mother like you, you are so bad. You are a murderer, not my mother!"

Later, as his son grew up, every time he went to see him, he stopped pushing her away and called her a murderer, but he didn't speak and ignored him.

The last time, my son who looked like a teenager: "Don't come to see me anymore, and I don't want to see you. Every time I see you, I feel uncomfortable for many days. Please don't let me feel so uncomfortable anymore."

Later, Xue Cheng never went to see his son again. Since he was happy, why bother to disturb others' happiness?

"I quietly went to see him for the last time, but I felt a knot in my heart. Even if I meet him again, I will be just a stranger." Xue Cheng said to Jiang Lin. Only by resolving the complex of the world can she bravely face the inner demons on the road to cultivation.

Jiang Lin immediately said: "He was our child after all. He was ignorant when he was a child. Now that he has grown up, he can understand many things and has his own thoughts. He is very smart."

"He knew it was his business. I didn't want to be a stumbling block to other people's happiness. Moreover, I had my own way to go. You eat quickly, I have to leave." He told the master that he would go down soon, and this delayed several times very quickly.

Jiang Lin reluctantly picked up the box of Linglong snacks again and took out the meatballs that only had one.

The surface of the orange-yellow meatballs was filled with the special fragrance of baked food. Jiang Lin couldn't help swallowing and said, "Happy Linglong?"

Xue Cheng shook his head; "I called it Jiuzhuan Resurrection Pill, you should take it quickly, I will also test the effect of removing the turbid air in your body."

Jiang Lin had no choice but to send it to his mouth.

"You can't eat it, be careful to be poisonous!" A sharp woman's voice sounded, accompanied by a fragrant wind of famous brand perfume, rushed to Jiang Lin, and slapped the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill in his hand away.

Xue Cheng thought to himself, he finally came out!

The meatball fell into the pool downstairs, and the goldfish in the pool immediately competed for food. A small meatball was soon swallowed by several goldfish.

The waiter at Xingchen Bar hurried to the pool to salvage it, but the meatballs were too tempting to the goldfish. The fish had already eaten up all the meatballs, and there was no residue left, and they were still swimming around looking for them.

A woman in the famous brand perfume held on the railing and looked at the pool downstairs and shouted to the waiter: "Look at if the goldfish have been poisoned to death. Take the dead goldfish for me and I want to take it back as evidence!"

The waiter was also very worried that the fish in the pool were all precious varieties bought by the boss, and they would be scolded if they died.

But they waited and no fish belly floated upwards in the pool.

Xue Cheng really wanted to slap this woman. Many years ago, she wanted to slap this mistress. Although she didn't have much effort to make this Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, she also consumed her spiritual power. The woman actually slapped her and fed the goldfish with her.

This pair of dogs and women are shameless. Fortunately, she was kind enough to make the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill to prevent Jiang Lin from the corrosion of the turbid air and the sequelae of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Palm. They were ungrateful and threw it into the pool!

She didn't believe that Jiang Lin's hand strength would avoid it, and this mistress could slap him away.

Xue Cheng beat the dog man and woman who were still looking at the pool with one palm, and the purifying power swept through Jiang Lin's body. A tiny enoki mushroom appeared on the other side of his body. Xue Cheng used a traction technique, and he pulled the enoki mushroom over without knowing it and put it into his bag.

Although it is small, making a cup of ice cream for the master is enough to enhance the taste.

The goldfish in the pool were jumping around and were still alive, and the dogs and men no longer supported the railings to watch.

The mistress turned around and held Jiang Lin's arm, gently and coquettishly: "Brother Jiang, why are you still so kind and trustworthy? This woman was a killer to the patients who just contradicted her. How could he be kind to make delicious food for you? Over the years, no hospital dared to hire her. She was not living well, she was unbalanced and resentful. She wanted to take revenge on us!"

Although the mistress's voice was gentle, her voice was quite loud. She could hear her words upstairs and downstairs. Her strange eyes were beaming on Xue Cheng's face.

Xue Cheng felt his finger joints beating, so she wanted to beat someone and threw the dog and the man and woman into the pool downstairs to feed the goldfish.

The goldfish can't swallow them? It's okay, she can help!

The mistress stood in front of Jiang Lin and said angrily to Xue Cheng: "Xue Cheng, we know you have to live a good life. If you need money, we will give it to you for Xiaoxue's sake. Your brother has been here many times to ask Brother Jiang for money, but we have given it all. How much money do you want today? If you talk, please don't harm Brother Jiang!"

The Chicken Soup of the Heart says, when you are angry and want to beat someone, please count five times in your heart before taking action.

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