The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Director Shi was shocked. How could there be such a parent under this day…

The director did not believe in the phone on the parents’ address book and confirmed that he had not made a mistake, but he just called this phone to give her the feeling that he had made a fake call! Before the school, Wang Ling had been rumored to be difficult and the personality was very cold. Now Director Shi wants to feel that this is not related to family education.

The home of Wang Ling’s classmates is a bit miserable!

With such a mood, the director of the director, Director Shi, had a feeling of maternalism at this moment. She suddenly felt that she was too little concerned about Wang Ling’s classmates. Although the child was in an elite class, the academic performance would not be bad. … But the factors in the heart must also be taken seriously. The school-running style in the sixties advocates two points: educating people and teaching!

The importance of educating people is still ahead of the book!

It is not right for teachers to pursue their achievements blindly. The spiritual education of the students is equally important. President Chen has emphasized this point many times before in the faculty meeting.

Now Director Shi is on the phone, and his mind is full of regrets. She doesn’t know if Wang Ling is still alive… But Director Shi and the other 60 teachers are just as heavy at the moment.

On the other hand, the office of the General Office of the 100-school, the old secretary’s award call was not finished long, and the loss of Wang Ling came again.

This time, President Chen personally gave a call to Zhuo Yi.

Some students were accidental. As the principal, President Chen could not blame.

On the phone, President Chen’s voice was very sad, but Zhuo Yi still did not know which student was taken away: “Zhuo classmates…” This is the habitual title of the old graduate of President Chen.

“I already know about things, the principal…” The unusual tone is also very low.

No one thought that in the case of the collective return of the returnee elite group that organized the offensive plan, the white president actually launched an offensive and took away a student.

“I am ready to resign.”

President Chen sighed deeply: “If this student suffers misfortune because of this mistake, I will guilty for a lifetime…”

“principal……”

Exciting: “The headmaster calms down. Why don’t we think about it together? Maybe the classmate hasn’t had an accident…”

“That was just a student of the Foundation Establishment Stage. It was so directly involved in the space crack, his body could not bear it.” Chan is very excited.

Zhuoyi: “Can you ask Chen, who is the student?”

“The student you have seen.”

President Chen replied: “It is the class of Wang Ling who is one or three classes.”

“…”

Exaggerated heart exclaimed: Mom! Master was taken away by the monster!

……

Half an hour before the incident, Wang Ling had noticed that the school gate was different. It is now at the stage of school. The first day of high school is the earliest. Usually, after school, the students will keep a discussion in the class. After the content went away, Wang Ling went so early, because I felt the murder at the school gate.

He saw with Wang Hao that there was a very hidden space trapped in it, as long as the students who walked out of the school would be sucked into the space.

Sure enough, the man who is obsessed with it is still coming…

Wang Ling sighed inside.

There are always people in the world who can’t understand people. Wang Ling feels that he is already benevolent.

At the moment of being absorbed into the space, Wang Ling’s face was expressionless, the space tear did not have any effect on his body, and at the moment when he was inhaled into space, Wang Ling had cast a way to exclude the space trap. Directly block the crack, only let one person be swallowed in.

After landing, Wang Ling carefully looked around for the next four weeks.

This is a completely independent space. According to Wang Ling’s preliminary judgment, this should be the internal space of a device.

The whole space is a white world, and it seems that you can’t see the end.

The white president used the instrument to combine his own technique to open the space separately.

Wang Ling patted the crumbs on the school uniform, which were the debris left by the space he had fallen into the space crack. These debris are floating objects that are entangled in other spaces from the space when they are formed. Finally, these floats are broken down into particles and debris that is very dirty.

Wang Ling is a bit unhappy, this stuff can be difficult to wash… My school uniform is dirty, I don’t know if I can wash it with the detergent.

While Wang Ling was thinking, the space in front of him produced a tiny twist. A young man with a black umbrella and a pale face like a dead man walked out of the space.

This person is not someone else, it is the president of the white.

The atmosphere of President Bai is different from what Wang Ling felt before.

“The grudge between us should be done today.” The president of the white hand released his hand, and the black umbrella on his hand floated behind him, revealing a whole face.

At this time, Wang Ling saw a dark black dot from the white eye of the president.

This is proof of devotion to the soul for trading.

As Tiandao said, everything in the world is in equilibrium, and the exchange of equivalence is always a constant iron. To the original level of the white president, if you want to improve the original strength, you can only rely on this shortcut. The way to “strengthen” by selling the soul and sacrificing Shouyuan.

Bai Huichang stared at Wang Ling. For the stronger himself, President Bai felt full of confidence: “I have thoroughly investigated your strength. Are you really right?”

Wang Ling: “…”

“You have organized my hunting demon twice and I will not let you feel better.” The president of the white voice was low, and his eyes stared at Wang Ling, gnashing his teeth: “To deal with you again.” I will not hesitate to spend the millennium Shouyuan for this opportunity to upgrade…”

Wang Ling raised an eyebrow. Before that, he did listen to some information about Mr. Lu’s mention of Mr. Bai. The white president had an extremely strong resilience, and his self-healing power was even more terrifying than the elders. It belongs to the kind of instant self-healing, and maybe it is still being beaten while it has been recovered.

Now that White President has been reinforced as a whole, Wang Ling feels that his self-healing ability should be stronger than before.

Before dealing with the House of Immortals, Wang Ling remembered that he had used a slap.

Deal with evil spirits, two slaps…

So now the problem is coming…

Deal with this white president… How much can I pump?

Now Wang Ling is still not clear, just feeling a little annoyed.

Immediately catch up with the final exam, and there are more homework assignments. He hasn’t finished yet!

So annoying!