I am the second generation of heavenly fairy

Chapter 31
Zhang Ling hurriedly welcomed Yuan Zhen into the room with a frustrated face. He poured a glass of water and handed it to Yuan Zhen's hand and asked, "Don't worry, speak slowly, what happened?"

Yuan Zhen sighed and said, "I offended Ke'er!"

"What?"

"That's right, we had a good time tonight, let's wait until later..."

Yuan Zhen stopped here, and Zhang Ling hurriedly asked: "What happened afterwards?"

"She picked up a handful of soil from the ground and handed it to me..."

"What? She wants you to eat dirt?" Zhang Ling asked in surprise
Yuan Zhen shook his head and said, "No, what she meant was to ask if I want to fall into her hands!"

"and then?"

"Then there is no more..." Yuan Zhen said dejectedly
Yuan Zhen's words made Zhang Ling jump anxiously. He stared at Yuan Zhen and said anxiously, "You rejected her?"

Yuan Zhen nodded and defended, "You know I'm a prodigal son, how could I give up the whole forest for a single tree..."

"I..." Zhang Ling couldn't utter what Yuan Zhenqi said. He was afraid of this situation, but after all the calculations, things still happened. He was already suing his head now, but he didn't expect to have to worry about this kind of situation. Breaking things.

Tomorrow he has to go to the countryside, and besides him there is an enemy who is spying on him. Now that Yuan Zhen and Ning Keer are having such a quarrel, it really gives him a headache.

"Well... what should I do now? Although Ke'er and I can't be a couple, I don't want to lose her as a friend..." Yuan Zhen sighed again. He didn't expect things to develop to this point. Ke'er's feelings are very complicated. It would be a lie if he said that he didn't feel any liking at all, but he felt a little unwilling to say that he was a girlfriend.

After all, Ning Keer is not his ideal type of girlfriend. According to his personality, a girlfriend should at least be a beauty like Zhiling, and a girl next door like Ning Keer can only be a confidante.

"How the hell do I know what to do? Get out, let me be quiet!" Zhang Ling pulled Yuan Zhen with a bitter face and pushed him out. Now his mind is a mess and he needs to calm down.

After Yuan Zhen was driven away, Zhang Ling called Ning Ke'er, but her phone was turned off. It seemed that this little girl who was a bit glassy was really sad.

When things got to this point, Zhang Ling had no choice but to make a big move. He took out his phone and clicked on the Yuelao Lianliankan app, only to find out that the app was originally a dating app for immortals.

So he hurriedly found Yuelao's contact information and dialed the phone. After the phone rang for a long time, a voice came from the other side: "Hello! Who is it!"

That voice sounded to Zhang Ling as if he hadn't spoken for tens of thousands of years, not only old but also very slow.

"Hello, I'm Changtian." Zhang Ling waited for the other party's reply after reporting his family name, but this time he waited for a long time before waiting for a puzzled answer: "Changtian? I seem to have heard this name... let me see……"

This old fool, there is no retirement system in the sky, these old guys can't die, and they haven't changed people for thousands of years. They say that he always messes up the mandarin ducks and pulls the red line. He is so confused that if he doesn't make mistakes, he will Weird!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ling hurriedly said: "I, Donghua's fifth son, Changtian! The one who stole your red thread!"

This time there was a sudden voice on the other end of the phone: "Oh!!! I remembered, it turned out to be Shaojun, I don't know why Shaojun is looking for this old man?!"

"I want you to help me make a perfect marriage!" Zhang Ling told Yuelao his request, and now he can only mess up the mandarin duck once.

There was another silence on Yuelao's side, Zhang Ling thought he didn't want to help, so he was going to say something nice, but who would have thought that there was a loud snoring sound from the other end of the phone, and the old man fell asleep!
"Damn it, can you still have fun playing? I called you, but you fell asleep!" Zhang Ling felt like beeping a dog again, and he rubbed his tingling temples and turned to the phone Shouted: "Hey! Old man Yue, wake up!!!"

"Ah, I'm sorry Young Master, I'm a little bloody old, I hope Young Master forgive me! By the way, what Young Master just said..." Zhang Ling's roar woke Yue Lao up, but after hearing Yue After the old man answered, he really had the urge to kill the old guy.

But now he can only think about it, not because the old man is a god, but because he lives in the sky.

Zhang Ling repeated his request again, Yuelao didn't refuse and said: "A gentleman has the beauty of being an adult, I can help you with this favor, please tell me the names and birthdates of those two people."

Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment when he heard about the birth date, but he immediately remembered that once three people went to the temple for fortune-telling and actually memorized each person's horoscope, so he said to Yuelao: "Wait a minute, I'll get it right away. "

Zhang Ling put the phone aside and walked to the small table at the door to search for it. After a while, he found the note with the birthdays of the three in the corner.
He picked up the phone and told Yuelao the birthdays of the two people on the note. Yuelao answered "Shaojun" and then there was no movement. Just when Zhang Ling was about to fall asleep, Yuelao's voice rang again. I got up: "Young Master has been waiting for a long time, I just read the marriage book, and Young Master said that the marriage between these two people is already destined, there is no need to change it!"

Yuelao's words made Zhang Linghang's heart drop, and he hung up the phone after a few polite words with Yuelao. At the same time, he was really relieved. Let them make trouble on their own, they won't make trouble anyway.

Zhang Ling, who has one less worry, can finally sit down and rest. After being tricked by someone today, Zhang Ling realized that he really needs to practice quickly. There is no self-defense.

Zhang Ling calmed down and pinched the formula to mobilize the true energy in his body. After a while, he entered a state of ecstasy. When he regained his mind, the sky outside was already bright, and the night was surprisingly peaceful.

He glanced at his watch, it was still early before they set off, and he came to the mirror again. When he reached the small building in the middle of the lake, Zhou Deng had already left, and the nine people in the spirit gathering array were still practicing with all their strength. In addition, their entry seems to be much faster than Zhang Ling imagined.

Looking at the nine guys with bluish-white halos all over their bodies, Zhang Ling couldn't help worrying about the missing Cheng Ping. Although he believed that this matter had something to do with Li Chenguang, he couldn't find it because he had no evidence. He confronted him, and now he could only wait for the other party to take the initiative to contact him.

Moreover, even if he knew that Cheng Ping was imprisoned by Li Chenguang, he would not be able to deal with that master hiding in the dark with his current strength, so at this moment, Zhang Ling could only place all his hopes on Zhou Deng. The helper he had found was on him.

(End of this chapter)