Escape to the desert and farming: the doomsday boss dressed as the best eldest sister

Therefore, they can only find another opportunity to explore the lair thousands of miles away at night.

The two reached a consensus and retreated silently.

At the door, Bai Junjun controlled the supernatural power and sealed the crack with vines to prevent anyone from discovering it.

The two returned the same way as fast as they could.

The Minister of Rites over there didn't know that when he was picking up bones for his father, these two finished a big event.

The Minister of Rites looked at them with a smile: "Where did you go?"

Bai Junjun pointed casually: "There are many flowers over there, let's take a look."

"Oh, flowers are indeed produced on Mingshi Mountain. Apart from this blue snowflake, there is also jasmine on the other side of the mountain, which is called Qianli Piaoxiang. If you have time, you can come here for a stroll."

"Really? I must come next time." Li Wenli replied with great interest.

"Speaking of which, thanks to the help of the two righteous people this time, I was so flustered that I forgot to ask. I don't know where the two immortals are. When I return to the imperial capital, I must visit and thank you two."

The official book of the Ministry of Rites was sealing his father's grave at the moment, he was at peace now that the major event was over, and he finally remembered to ask about the situation of his benefactor.

Li Wenli bowed generously: "To be honest, we have just returned to the imperial capital, and today we came to worship the old man at home, and we happened to meet your lord."

"Worship?" Minister of the Ministry of Rites was taken aback. Although there are many tombs of famous officials on this mountain, there are only a few of them that can be buried near the sea of ​​flowers.

Thinking that they met at Songfeng Pavilion just now, Minister of Rites reacted belatedly.

"Are you descendants of the Bai family?"

Bai Junjun saluted with blessings: "My niece, Bai Junjun, has met Uncle Li."

"Jun...Junjun?" The Minister of Rites widened his eyes.

It's all because the green snake was scary just now, making him lose three souls, seven souls, and no IQ. Now looking at the girl in front of him, those eyebrows and small face, isn't it the world's first daughter-in-law, who is Bai Junjun?

Before that, he and the Patriarch of the Bai family had a good friendship, and they knew Bai Junjun even more.

Now that he suddenly recognizes them, Minister of Rites feels that the soul that has finally returned to its place is showing signs of leaving the body again.

She has come back?

When did you come back?

Didn't it mean that Junjun had already been killed in Biluo City?

What happened in the past three years?

How did they come back?

If this is Junjun, is Li Wenli next to Junjun?

The question marks from Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites were wave after wave, but he was too excited to ask a single question.

At this time, the servant behind him came to ask the Minister of Rites for instructions: "Patriarch, the tomb has been sealed."

"Uh, go and invite your wife and young master over to worship."

Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites quickly regained his senses. After hastily dismissing the servants, he looked at Bai Junjun and Li Wenli again.

"You are Junjun girl, then you are Wenli, right?"

I haven't seen him for three years, and the child from back then has already opened his eyes. If there is still a little shadow of Bai Junjun when he was young, Li Wenli can't find any shadow at all.

After all, Li Wenli was a sick young man in the past. He always had a trace of unhealthy whiteness on his face, and his complexion was also very bad, which was completely different from now.

Now he is clear and handsome, as dazzling as the breeze and bright moon, and finally there is a trace of the demeanor of a famous official Li's direct line in his eyes.

The Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites is also surnamed Li. Speaking of which, he has a little relationship with the former aristocratic Li family, but the bloodline is naturally not comparable to the direct line.

So he has a bit of sympathy and sympathy for Li Wenli.

Before Li Wenli could speak, the Minister of Rites grabbed Li Wenli's hand.