Mr. Bai was sitting in front of them, and suddenly wanted to change seats. Something must have gone wrong when he was cultivating Wanqi Linmu. Otherwise, for a clan like Bai Min, a gentleman like jade, and the first clan leader of Wu Qi was so jealous of evil and so evil.

How could a righteous and pedantic person raise such a son of a demon king?

Mr. Bai had a headache and rubbed his forehead.

At this time, someone came up to him with his luggage and put it on the shelf.

Gudong!

When the luggage was put on, something rolled down due to the tilt and fell onto Mr. Bai's lap.

tangerine……?

one.

two.

three...

There was a loud crash, and about four or five oranges rolled down, and they all fell on Mr. Bai's lap.

Mr. Bai looked up in surprise and met the white collar's eyes.

It’s the white-collar worker who acted as “cannon fodder” just now!

The white-collar worker must have "packed" some oranges for a small gain in the VIP waiting room. When the box was tilted, all the oranges leaked out without paying attention.

Mr. Bai looked at the oranges he was wearing and his face suddenly turned ugly.

The stewardess also looked very embarrassed. There were so many passengers packing oranges. On the plane, even the knives and forks used for eating would be packed away. This is human nature, but if the oranges were leaked out, they would also leak out on other people. White-collar workers

is the first...

"Sorry, sorry!"

The white-collar worker rushed over to apologize. Veins popped up on Mr. Bai's forehead. He endured it again and again and said, "It's nothing..."

The white-collar worker picked up the orange and happened to sit in the empty seat next to Mr. Bai.

Out of sight and out of mind, Mr. Bai simply closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

"Be careful, watch your arms, the food truck is passing by."

"Be careful, please be careful, sir, your clothes may get rubbed on you."

"Sir, do you need lunch?"

The stewardess and flight attendant came over with a dining cart and started distributing lunch on the plane. Mr. Bai didn't want to eat lunch, so he squinted his eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing that he was asleep, the stewardess didn't bother him and was about to push the dining cart over, but she was stopped by the white-collar worker.

The white-collar worker smiled coquettishly: "Well... I won't eat his share, or give it to me."

Mr. Bai was very helpless and didn't want to open his eyes, so he pretended to be asleep. He was not in good health, so he didn't expect to fall asleep after pretending for a while.

When he woke up, he felt like he was leaning on a solid embrace, warm and reliable, just like...

No Kai.

"Wu Qi...don't leave..."

"Don't go..."

"I beg you, please don't leave..."

Mr. Bai murmured softly, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, and a hoarse voice said in his ear: "I'm here, I'm not leaving."

No Kai!?

Mr. Bai opened his eyes suddenly, but there was no Wu Qi he saw in his dream. He...

Lying in the arms of the white-collar worker next door.

Although the white-collar worker looks average, he has such a good figure. He has a lot of muscles in his chest, and he feels particularly safe when he rests on his head.

Mr. Bai fell asleep, and unknowingly he leaned on Bai Ling's shoulder and slid down again. He slept soundly.

Mr. Bai was taken aback and quickly sat up straight. The white-collar worker giggled and said, "You seem to be very tired. You slept so soundly just now."

As he spoke, he reached over, rubbed Mr. Bai's cheek, and said stupidly: "There are marks on my face."

For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward and tense.

I don't know why, but there was an indescribable atmosphere of ambiguity. Maybe it was because the white-collar worker's hand gently touched Mr. Bai's cheek.

The white-collar worker said, blushing for no reason, and whispered: "You...you are very good-looking."

Snap!

Mr. Bai was startled by his words. He slapped the white-collar worker's hand away, glanced at him coldly, unbuckled his seat belt, and seemed to be going to the bathroom.

Wanqi Linmu was sitting behind them, not wanting to see or listen.

Looking at Mr. Bai's back, Wanqi Linmu "tsk tsk tsk" a few times, with an expression on his face that he was watching the excitement, and whispered: ""I found... my dad is extremely good at same-sex relations.

Luo Shen said helplessly: "It seems there is no pressure on you to accept Mr. Bai. I was worried before that you couldn't accept it."

Since the forest was created, most people may not be able to accept this fact.

However, Wanqi Linmu was born with a "forgiving heart" and didn't have too many feelings.

Furthermore...

Wanqi Linmu twirled his fingers: "My dad is rich, wouldn't it be good to have another rich dad?"

Luo Shen: "..."

The flight lasted only three hours, and everyone got off the plane soon. The white-collar worker seemed to have fallen in love with Mr. Bai at first sight, and he couldn't let go. Before leaving, he stood in the distance and secretly looked at Mr. Bai.

Although Wanqi Linmu already knew a bit about his life experience, he still couldn't stop searching for the fragments of the mirror coffin.

According to Mr. Bai, the mirror coffin is the craftsmanship of the Bai people. The underground meteorite from the frog in the well is indeed the original ore of the mirror coffin fragments, but if you want to make an identical mirror coffin, it will take at least a thousand years.

A thousand years...

Not to mention Wanqi Linmu, even a normal person with no illness or pain can't last a thousand years. How can Wanqi Linmu have time to wait for Mr. Bai to re-create the mirror coffin?

and……

Mr. Bai's time was too late.

Wanqi Linmu looked at Mr. Bai strangely: "Why don't you have enough time? Aren't the Bai people a long-lived tribe? You have been taking medicine. Are you suffering from some disease?"

Mr. Bai smiled: "Why, do you care about me?"

Wanqi Linmu said nonchalantly: "There's nothing wrong with caring about the sponsor's father, right?"

Jin... Lord... Dad... Dad...

Mr. Bai almost made Wanqi Linmu laugh angrily. Wanqi Linmu gave him this definition. Isn't it too accurate?

Mr. Bai did not continue the issue of illness, but said: "Lin Mu has merged with Huai Mo, so we can buy some time. For the rest, we still need to find the mirror coffin fragments and piece together a complete mirror coffin."

Yiwang Mountain exploded, the evil spirits fled, and the mirror coffin was blown to pieces and fell everywhere.

Because the mirror coffin is a good thing, later generations took all the fragments as their own. Adhering to the principle of "If you don't bring them with you in life, you must take them with you in death." Most of the mirror coffin fragments became funerary objects and were brought into the tombs.

among.

Luo Shen said: "I have asked Dajin to check the status of the remaining mirror coffin fragments. I will wait for news in the next few days."

Mr. Bai nodded. According to the Wuqi clan's connections on the road, if they couldn't find any clues, others would be about the same.

Wanqi Linmu touched his chin and said, "Actually, besides us, isn't Elder Zhou also looking for the fragments of the mirror coffin?"

Elder Zhou.

They stick to them like dog-skin plaster, always running out to cause trouble.

Indeed, Elder Zhou is also looking for the mirror coffin fragments. He wants to resurrect Wanqi Linmu and make Wanqi Linmu his puppet. In this way, Elder Zhou will have the most powerful puppet.

Wanqi Linmu raised his eyebrows and said: "Think about it, the project on Yiwang Mountain had been stopped back then. My father was asleep and had no idea what was going on. My other father..."

Of course he is talking about Wu Qi.

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Bai had already sternly corrected him: "I am the only father you have, not Wu Qi."

"Okay." Wanqi Linmu compromised easily, and whatever the sponsor's father said was what he said.

Wanqi Linmu said: "As for Wuqi, after he took Huaimo away, he has been living like an ascetic in the snow-capped mountains, and he doesn't even know anything about the outside world. So what do you think about Yiwang Mountain?

Who knows the most?”

Luo Shen narrowed his eyes: "Elder Zhou."

Wanqi Linmu clapped his hands: "That's right, Elder Zhou. Elder Zhou wanted to kill Wu Qi at that time. He was the person sent by the Wu Qi clan to find the clan leader. I think he must know something about Yiwang Mountain. He probably knows.

There are more than us."

Mr. Bai narrowed his eyes, seeming to think of what happened back then.

If he hadn't been vigilant, Wu Qi would have been like a "silly white sweet" who believed in his apprentice so much that he almost died at that time.

It was precisely because of Elder Zhou's poison that Wu Qi thought of everything.
To be continued...