Professional play [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 6 The First Form of Death

The Wancheng family is a family that has existed since the birth of God's Domain. It is a well-deserved 'first family', and with it is the mystery of their family.In the eyes of outsiders, the head of the Wanqi family should be a wise old man, but in fact the current head of the Wanqi family just looks like a young man of about sixteen or seventeen.It is indeed hard to imagine that a young man is actually in power in the huge Wanqi family, but this is the fact!

Wanqi Linye, the proudest existence of the Wanqi family.Although he is a hundred years old, he looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, which means that he will have a long lifespan that ordinary people dare not imagine. Under his leadership, the Wancheng family will usher in the most consolidated and stable history.What's even more astonishing is that his talent is Shengming, which is a kind of spell second only to Shengguang.There have been no more than three people with this talent over the years, and each appearance is synonymous with the Holy King.

Wan Qilin was also lying on his side on the cloud bed, his white hair falling on it.He half-closed his eyes and propped his head up with one hand.On the opposite side stood a huge crystal mirror, smooth and empty, fluctuating with the glow of stars.He flicked his fingers, and the crystal mirror gradually reflected a clear picture.

Gorgeous black jade pillars, ding dong ding dong clear water accompanied by bursts of groans, like the singing of a hymn is graceful and moving.It was a picturesque face, with messy red hair falling on snow-white skin.He slightly parted his bright red lips, some tears leaked from his slightly closed eyes, and his fair face was stained with embarrassing blush.

He was naked all over, grasping the jade pillar with both hands at a loss, shaking it intermittently.Above him was a dark-haired man, his face was invisible except for his beautiful chin.The black-haired man wrapped his arms around his waist, and his knees lightly pushed his slender legs apart.Those legs are smooth and white like a statue of beautiful jade, which is particularly alluring.

Wan Chenglin also stood up suddenly, staring obsessively at the red-haired man, with an abnormal blush on his face.Walking in step by step, he stretched out his hand across the red-haired man's face, hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and kissed the red lips that he was thinking about.The guards outside the hall looked calm, they knew very well that Wan Qilin would be like this every few days, tossing and turning like they were addicted to opium.

The origin of this crystal mirror is not small. It is a magic mirror made by the fortune tellers of the Wanqi family.It comes with the magical power of predicting the future. With the perfection of the fortune-teller, the things it predicts are getting farther and farther away, instead of only predicting recent things like Muse.

At some point, it predicted this scene but there was no follow-up.The prediction of the crystal mirror is not like artificial prediction, it can predict one thing in a targeted manner.It is sudden and unpredictable.However, Wan Chenglin doesn't care about that, he only needs this scene in front of him, what else has nothing to do with him?

He thought he was just an empty and boring body, but he didn't expect this scene to bring him a sense of soul touch, strangeness and surprise.It seems...he waited for the meaning of living.He couldn't tell how he felt about the boy in the crystal mirror, but he knew he wanted him crazily.

He waved his hand and the image on the crystal mirror slowly faded away, "Did you bring back that child named Xu?"

Recklessly pretending to be the Wanqi family, and even daring to hurt his body, which is thought to be crazy day and night.Living such a person is an insult to him, and only when he dies will he feel more at ease.

"Sorry, Your Highness. When we went, all of them were taken away by the Son of Mixiu." The guards outside the temple quickly knelt on the ground with their knees and knocked loudly on their foreheads.

"Coat? Mi Xiu?" Wan Chenglin also paused, "That's a ruthless character."

Wan Chenglin's words were not false. One king and three sages were originally the servants of the god king and the god king could not enter and leave the temple at will, so they became candidates to help the god king handle political affairs.Wan Qilin has also dealt with Mi Xiu several times because of political affairs. Mi Xiu is indifferent, but he is ruthless in doing things, not only to others but also to himself.

He smiled with satisfaction, probably not much better falling into Mi Xiu's hands than falling into his hands.He straightened his somewhat messy robes, and asked casually, "Is the matter of slave children still going on in front of the temple?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Since you can't give a big gift, let's change it to another gift! Anyway, he's just a lowly slave." Wan Chenglin also curled the corners of his mouth indifferently.

He probably didn't expect that it was his current behavior that made the "low slave" in his mouth take away everything he imagined.

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The action of the Wanqi family has always been excellent, and Messo received the letter of approval from the Wanqi family that day.For this moment, this is a great gift.Although Messo obtained the noble status for Bell, the real implementation is a big problem.In the eyes of everyone, he has long been the God King's man, so his words naturally lack credibility.

He had to find a well-known person to recognize Bell's identity before the matter was truly settled.So here comes the question, now who dares to spread this muddy water and fight against the whole nobles?But the Wanqi family sent a letter of approval in time.

There is no need to be afraid of the Wancheng family, or they represent the entire nobility, and they are the flag of nobility.The nobles will not panic when the god king is dead; but if something happens to the Wancheng family, they will definitely go crazy.

Having the letter of approval from the Wancheng family is equivalent to having a sharp sword to crush all protests.Although Mei Suo didn't understand why the Wancheng family wanted to help them, their intentions in the last incident of the Son of God and the incident of slaves this time made people have to think deeply.

No matter what, Messo passed the news to the temple.Bai Luo's reaction was similar to his, if it was accidental to help you once, then it must be deliberate to help you twice.Is the Wancheng family showing their sincerity to him?still?Bai Luo felt that he had to have a meeting with Patriarch Wanqi.

As soon as this idea was uttered, Messo tried his best to veto it.It is true that most of the nobles do not know that the god king cannot bring the power out of the temple, but it does not mean that the patriarch Wanqi is not clear.In the final analysis, the rules that the god king cannot step out of the temple at will, and the nobles are not allowed to enter and leave the temple at will seem absurd, but it is actually a disguised protection for both.

The god king stepped out of the temple, and his attack power might not be as good as that of a slave.Similarly, once a nobleman steps into the temple, his life and death are out of his hands.Bai Luo wanted to meet the chief Wanqi, so where would they meet?Who is willing to put his life and death in the hands of others, it is easy to say but quite difficult to do.If it is not done well, the two sides may forge animosity over this.

Bai Luo sighed, had no choice but to rest from this thought, and wrote a thank you letter with thousands of words for Mei Suo to convey.

The temple quickly made an announcement regarding the slave incident, roughly meaning: the person living in the temple is a nobleman, not a slave.At the bottom of the announcement, there are also letters of approval from the great elder Messo and the Wanqi family.At this point, it doesn't matter whether the child is a nobleman or not, because he will be a nobleman from now on!

No matter how much resentment and controversy...the curtain came to an end, and Bai Luo's life returned to peace.That's right, it's Anle.When he got along with Bell, his sense of integration became deeper and deeper, and he even began to blur what era he came from.But this is not the focus of his life, he has more things to worry about.

For example, Bell matured earlier than he imagined, a little precociously.He also asked Belle's age many times, but he kept silent about clever diversions.And Bell's learning ability is so strong that it is abnormal!In just a short period of time, Bell's words and deeds were so elegant that he felt ashamed of himself, as if he was born to belong to the temple, and the shining of the holy light was only born for him.

Fortunately, Bell has been living with him, which made him feel relieved.Today, Bell wore a small snow-white pajamas, revealing tiny hands and feet like lotus roots, white and tender, extremely cute.He hugged the pillow and rolled on the bed, his big eyes turned into crescent moons.

Bai Luo did hide the protest from Leng Ge and his party, but failed to hide it from Bell.Speaking of it, he probably knew about it before Bai Luo.He also thought about leaving the temple voluntarily, so that ending this matter would not cause Bai Luo any trouble.But thinking that leaving the temple meant leaving Bailuo forever, he chose to remain silent.

He admits that he is selfish, that he is greedy for the warmth that stays by Bai Luo's side, and for the tenderness that Bai Luo gives him.He was not afraid of what would happen if he was sent out of the temple, but he was afraid that he would never see Bai Luo again.He prayed to the gods over and over again, and it seemed that the gods had heard his prayers—kept him in the temple and granted him the status of a nobleman.

Bai Luo took a glass of milk and sat by the bed, "What's so happy about it?"

"It's nothing." Bell took the milk and took a sip, his little mouth was stained with milk.

Bai Luo stretched out his index finger around his lips to wipe off the milk juice, and smiled softly: "That's good, drink more milk to grow taller."

Bell was taken aback, and stretched out five thin fingers to grab his index finger, his big eyes reflected Bai Luo's exquisite face.His eyes were black and bright, as charming as pearls, Bai Luo lost his mind for a moment, letting him grab his index finger.

Bell climbed onto his lap, stretched out his little head and gently touched his lips, "Brother, you are so pretty."

Bai Luo quickly covered her mouth, her fair face turned a layer of blush.Fuck!He was actually underestimated by a child!That was his first kiss! !That's for his future wife! !

He pulled Bell off his body, "You can't do this kind of thing in the future! Only people with very close relationships can do this kind of thing!"

"Isn't my brother close to me?" Bell tilted his head.

Bai Luo choked, "It's not this kind of intimacy, it's the intimacy of sleeping on the same bed."

"But we are sleeping on the same bed." A pair of big watery eyes stared intently at Bai Luo, as if he was the only one in the other party's world, full of anticipation and joy.

The bottom of her heart softened inexplicably, and Bai Luo sighed, "Forget it. But you have to remember, you can't do this when you grow up."

Bell smiled, and immediately climbed back on Bai Luo's body.Bai Luo caught him, flaxen hair with well-defined roots, and the tail of the hair was slightly raised, which was really cute, and the slender eyelashes reflected on the white face.

That's all, just raise it as your own child.

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