The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Director Shi was stunned, how could there be such parents in this world...

The director looked at the phone number in the parent's address book in disbelief, and confirmed that he had made the right call, but the call he made to her just now felt like he had called a fake father! It was rumored in the school that classmate Wang Ling's family background was difficult and his personality was very cold. Now Director Shi thinks that this has something to do with family education.

Classmate Wang Ling's family situation is a bit miserable!

With such a mood, the teaching director, Director Shi, felt a sense of maternity overflowing at this moment. She suddenly felt that she cared too little for Wang Ling. Although the child was in the elite class, his academic performance would definitely not be bad. ...But psychological factors must also be taken into account. No. 60 Middle School's school-running style advocates two points: educating people and teaching!

The importance of educating people is still ahead of teaching!

It is wrong for teachers to blindly pursue grades. The spiritual education of students is equally important. President Chen emphasized this point many times at the staff meeting.

Now Director Shi was on the phone, her mind was full of regrets, she didn't know if Wang Ling was still alive... However, Director Shi and the other No. 60 Middle School teachers felt the same heavy heart at the moment.

On the other side, in the office of the General Administration of Hundred Schools, not long after the old secretary's commendation call, the sad news about Wang Ling came again.

This time, it was Principal Chen who personally called Odd Zhuo.

Some students had an accident, and as the principal, Principal Chen could hardly absolve himself of the blame.

On the phone, Principal Chen's voice was very sad, but Odd Zhuo still didn't know which student was taken away: "Student Odd Zhuo..." This is Principal Chen's habitual address for this old graduate.

"I already know the matter, principal..." Zhuo Yi's tone was also very low.

No one expected that when the returnee elite group organized by the Demon Hunt Society's attack plan was killed collectively, that President Bai would launch another offensive and kidnap a student.

"I'm ready to resign."

Principal Chen sighed deeply: "If this mistake in decision-making caused this student to suffer misfortune, I will feel guilty for it for the rest of my life..."

"headmaster……"

Odd Zhuo was moved: "Calm down first, why don't we figure out a solution together? Maybe that classmate hasn't had an accident yet..."

"That's just a student in the foundation building period. His body can't bear being directly involved in the space rift like this." Principal Chen was very excited.

Odd Zhuo: "Can you ask Principal Chen, which student is it?"

"You have seen that student too."

Principal Chen replied, "It's Wang Ling from Class 1 and 3 of Senior High School."

"..."

Odd Zhuo exclaimed inwardly: Oh my god! Master was captured by monsters!

...

Half an hour before the incident happened, Wang Ling had already noticed the strangeness at the school gate. Now it was the end of school, and the first year of high school was the earliest. Generally speaking, after school, students would stay in class to discuss their homework for a while. Let's go again, the reason why Wang Ling left so early was because he sensed the murderous intent at the school gate.

He used Wang Tong to see that there was a very hidden space trapped there, and as long as the students walked out of the school gate, they would be sucked into the space.

Sure enough, that obsessive person is still here...

Wang Ling sighed inwardly.

There are always some people in this world who can't understand human speech, and Wang Ling feels that he has done his best.

At the moment of being absorbed into the space, Wang Ling's expression was expressionless, the tearing of the space did not have any effect on his body, and at the moment of being sucked into the space, Wang Ling had already cast a spell to eliminate the space trap , directly blocked the crack, and only let myself be swallowed in.

After landing, Wang Ling carefully looked around.

This is a completely independent different space. According to Wang Ling's preliminary judgment, this should be the internal space of a magic weapon.

The whole space is a snow-white world, it seems that there is no end in sight,

That president Bai used the magic weapon combined with his own spells to separate this space.

Wang Ling patted the debris on the school uniform. These debris were space debris left behind after he fell into the space crack. These debris are the floating objects drawn in from other spaces when the space rift was formed, and finally these floating objects were decomposed into particles and debris, which was very dirty.

Wang Ling was a little displeased, this thing was difficult to wash... My school uniform was stained, and I didn't know if it could be washed clean with some detergent.

While Wang Ling was thinking, a slight distortion occurred in the space in front of him, and a young man with a black umbrella and a death-like complexion walked out of the space.

This person is none other than Chairman Bai.

Chairman Bai's aura was different from what Wang Ling felt before.

"The grievances between us should be settled today." President Bai let go of his hand, and the small black umbrella in his hand floated behind him, revealing his entire face.

At this time, Wang Ling saw a deep black spot on President Bai's eyebrows.

This is a testament to the dedication of the soul to trading.

As Tiandao said, everything in the world is in balance, and equal value exchange is always an unchanging iron rule. If President Bai's original level wants to improve his original strength, he can only rely on this "shortcut" ", by selling his soul and sacrificing his lifespan to make himself "stronger".

Guild President Bai stared at Wang Ling. He felt full of confidence in his stronger self: "I have thoroughly investigated your strength. You are a true immortal, right?"

Wang Ling: "..."

"Your Excellency has repeatedly organized my Demon Hunting Club's big plan, and my Demon Hunting Club will make you feel better." President Bai's voice was low, his eyes fixed on Wang Ling, and he gritted his teeth: "In order to deal with Your Excellency I don't hesitate to spend a thousand years of life in exchange for this opportunity to be promoted..."

Wang Ling raised his eyebrows. He had indeed heard some information about President Bai from Mr. Lu before. This President Bai already had a very strong recovery ability, and his self-healing power was even more terrifying than Elder Yaren. It belongs to the kind of instant self-healing, maybe one side is still being beaten, and the other side has already recovered.

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

Before dealing with the master of the Immortal Mansion, Wang Ling remembered that he slapped him.

To deal with the evil sword god, two slaps...

So now comes the problem...

To deal with this President Bai... how much can I draw?

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

The final exam is about to catch up, and there are a lot of homework homework, and he hasn't finished it yet!

So annoying!