The Daily Life of the Immortal King

In just a few seconds, the eyes of the long-haired white-clothed man in front of him pierced through the mist, a little slow, causing the three of them to have an illusion of time at the same moment.

The passage of time seems to have slowed down, and the time of just a few seconds seems to be stretched to the length of hours. The strong sense of spiritual oppression that penetrated from his eyes was like a sawtooth, consuming a little bit of people's soul consciousness...

Their clothes were completely soaked with sweat, like chickens that had just fallen into the water.

When the supervisor of Shanshui Manor and his two subordinates, one tall and one short, woke up from this misty will, they were stunned to find that the man in white had disappeared...

"Director Song..."

The two subordinates beside him called out several times, and the mature-looking man standing in the middle came back to his senses.

What about people?

is gone...

Where did it go?

totally no idea……

Everything just happened in an instant.

Turned out to be a god!

At this moment, there was a trace of horror in the supervisor's heart.

His face was a little gloomy, and he reached out and wiped his sweaty face, like the wipers on the windshield hanging raindrops.

Soul-transforming cultivators have a unique ability to peep and apply the laws of heaven and earth. In front of this type of person, especially in the case of unequal strength, the means that can be used to hide the breath are minimal... In the face of absolute power, under absolute oppression, even the perception of the passage of time becomes weak.

"It's no wonder you can't do anything with this family. We underestimated the paper power of this family from the beginning..."

Director Song clenched his fists resentfully, and looked back towards the Wang family's small villa with a deep gaze - this family is definitely not as simple as it seems!

But now is not the time to count these things.

This family blatantly gave away the mask, obviously they didn't want to go into this muddy water again. Therefore, the top priority is to investigate the identity of the man in white. It is necessary to snatch the stone ghost face back before the other party takes any further action!

Director Song was holding his chin in deep thought, when two subordinates beside him suddenly asked, "...Master Director, what should we do next?"

"This white-clothed senior used spiritual pressure to intimidate us before, obviously he didn't intend to fight us. With his ability, I'm afraid he's already gone a long way. However, what should be investigated is still..." In the meantime, Director Song took off his gold-rimmed glasses and pressed a button at an inconspicuous spot on the edge of the frame.

For a moment, the lenses of the pair of glasses released light, and a picture was projected directly into the void through the glasses...

"...This is!" The two subordinates were shocked.

This is a piece of video data of the man in white walking out of the Wang's villa and walking on the road. The video data records that the picture of the man in white tilting his head is interrupted...

"To work for the castle master, you must consider everything carefully." Director Song smiled slightly.

Although the video data was forced to be interrupted due to the excessive spiritual pressure, the previous video data tracked clearly recorded the appearance of the man in white.

After taking back the video data, Director Song carefully folded the glasses and prepared to put them away, and nodded with satisfaction: "This thing is not bad, it is very strong, I have to write a report later and apply to the castle owner to popularize it."

"Could it be that Director Song is the legendary... portable projection glasses camera?"

This is the latest cutting-edge technology developed by the Dalitbao Research Bureau!

"Of course not... Hey, the Dali Tebao Research Bureau is expensive. How can I afford it with my salary. Since we want to popularize the team, the preferred condition is, of course, high quality and low price, you know?"

Director Song stroked his glasses: "I'm a copycat waterproof portable projection glasses camera for gossip paparazzi... Copycats are cows!"

"..."

"Now, we just need to find this man based on the video data. But before that, there is one more important thing." Director Song's expression suddenly became a little ugly.

"Please instruct the supervisor..."

"You should still keep the long johns you bought from this family yesterday? Lend me to wear them first..."

"..."

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From the Wang family's small villa, to the time when the group of people in the Shanshui Manor was thrown away... By the time the Thunder Throwing True Monarch returned home, half an hour had passed.

Because of the Edgeworthiness permit, the distance seemed far away, but it was clearly within acceptable limits.

The place where Thunder Throwing True Monarch lives is called Wenxian Garden, which is a high-end villa area, and the occupants are either rich or expensive. Of course, Thunder Throwing True Monarch is not a rich man either. This villa in Wenxianyuan was given to him by a real estate tycoon Lin Sicong who helped him back when he was a chivalrous man. The entire Wenxian Garden is also the land under the name of this real estate tycoon.

The villa is accepted, but if you accept it, you will accept it, and it will be rebuilt... The security captain of Wenxian Garden will never forget that when the Thunder Throwing True Monarch accepted this building, which was full of luxurious homes and extremely luxurious. After the integrated super-high-end villa, he turned on an excavator, flattened the back garden of the villa, and even sold the high-end furniture in the villa.

If it weren't for the fact that the villa was given to him by someone else, and he was embarrassed to sell it blatantly, Thunder Throwing True Monarch felt that maybe he would never spend such a huge sum of money in his life to buy such a flashy villa to live in.

Classmate Lei Mouren felt that he was actually quite similar to Wang Ling in this respect. He not only liked to be alone, but also liked to keep a low profile. He is not a person who likes to enjoy. Those fancy furniture, he felt that he would not use them at all, he might as well sell them for some money.

In this day and age, applying a layer of maintenance oil to the immortal sword every day is expensive, and on the other hand, funds are used to maintain the operation of the Cultivation Forum. As a website "boss", Thunder Throwing True Monarch felt that he was under a lot of pressure.

When he got home, the Thunder Throwing Sovereign immediately made a phone call, and the signal went directly across the mountains and the sea to the underground laboratory located on the border of Huaxiu Country...

"Hey, is it Xiao Hei? Yes, it's me, I'm Throwing Thunder..."

It has been almost a week since the last time Xiao Hei's laboratory was destroyed, and Leimou felt that the basic facilities in the laboratory should have almost resumed operation.

After listening to Xiao Hei complaining about the painful experience of repairing the laboratory for a while, the Thunder Throwing Lord also sighed: "Well, I know you are busy, but you can wait for the repair of the cannon. I went to see one of mine today. Brother, he promised to find the guy who smashed the lab with me and beat him up...but before that, I want you to help me find an organization. That Shanshui Manor...have you heard of it? ?"