After doing all the bad things, it turns out they are all true?

It wouldn't be so embarrassing.

Wen Wanqing gritted her teeth unwillingly, thinking that next time, she would definitely go into battle fully armed.

In order to regain his authority as a husband, seeing that the woman had completely surrendered, Fan Lin, who had regained his position, stopped teasing her and started asking about serious matters.

"Why did you join the Administration instead of being a good teacher?"

"It was Anga who recommended you."

"Inside, have you seen the director?"

Although the Administration is an official organization, it did not attract much of his attention before entering the third copy.

The reason is also very simple.

He has no shortage of ways to improve his abilities, and he has no requests for anything from the Administration. There is no need for him to join and be restricted by it, nor is there any need to offend anyone.

It is best to keep each other separate.

He was also very satisfied with the administration's humane attitude.

A badge was given to the spiritual practitioner that symbolizes his or her legal status.

It will be convenient for him to enter the dungeon and join forces with other spiritual practitioners to deal with the weirdness.

It's a mutually beneficial situation.

However, in the third copy, the words that Anga mentioned unintentionally were really incredible.

"Affects the timeline."

That director seems to be very clear about his own abilities?

You can get a badge that verifies your identity without joining the authority.

Start thinking from this point.

Previously, the Administration’s ambiguous attitude also revealed unusual implications everywhere.

Why can I get a badge that verifies my identity without joining the administration?

Why is my file considered top secret in the Administration, and even the team leader is not qualified to review it?

I'm afraid it's not just as simple as killing two S-level monsters.

Senior officials of the Administration.

Or to put it more bluntly, perhaps only the director, since he knew me so well, must have had a deeper purpose for his previous actions.

It is still impossible to judge whether they are enemies or friends.

The unknown is the biggest threat.

Especially now.

Others may know everything about you, but you may not have any impression of them.

Wen Wanqing worked in the administration for three years.

She must know something.

"It wasn't Anga who recommended it to me."

"That day, after you committed suicide in a mysterious way, the director suddenly appeared."

"Then……"

Wen Wanqing briefly recounted the situation three years ago and her experiences in the past three years.

Then he added, "So, that old immortal wearing a mask is a shameless bastard who likes to play tricks on others every day!"

Fan Lin stroked his chin and couldn't help revealing an amused expression after listening to the story.

interesting.

Bring back to life?

He's quite good at bragging.

I was alive and well, but he said I was dead.

Being able to reunite with Wen Wanqing was also his credit.

He tricked Wen Wanqing and Anjia into doing hard labor for three years.

Director, you are worthy of being the director.

This level of deception is quite similar to mine.

However, he was able to "resurrect" himself three years later to be exact.

Perfectly avoided the timeline disorder caused by Wen Wanqing finding him too early.

How is this achieved?

Could it be that he also possesses the special ability to travel through time?

After analyzing the director's series of actions, Fan Lin was completely certain that he was definitely a cunning player.

As to how he did it, it is hard to guess now.

Because, according to the clues provided by Wen Wanqing.

The entire administration, and even the top officials, all knew that the director was very powerful. He was the only existing ninth-level cultivator in the world.

But no one knows how long he lived.

The only comment on his age was: "My grandfather's grandfather once met the director."

He is a special person who thinks he is old when he meets old people and looks three generations older than them.

If such an old monster were his enemy, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, over the years, he helped Wen Wanqing adapt to the use of the artifact.

Targeted training was also developed to fully develop Wen Wanqing's spiritual potential, which improved her by three major levels.

Even the merfolk like Anga were given special care.

Judging from his actions, at least we can be sure that he has no malicious intentions.

What a weird guy.

It seems that if I want to get more clues, I have to go alone and meet him in person.

Fan Lin pondered for a moment and then asked, "Where is the director now?"

"He's in the Magic City."

"Before coming here, he told me that after we finish reminiscing about the past, I must take you to see him."

"It seems they also mentioned something... a lost artifact?"

When she said the word "artifact", Wen Wanqing paused obviously, as if she had forgotten it and didn't care at all.

It's not her fault for being careless.

It’s really that weird old director who is sick every day.

Grabbing the can ring and saying it is a magic weapon.

He caught a pocket watch and said it was a divine weapon.

Even if they saw a bird flying in the sky, they would say it was a divine artifact.

It was as if this kind of thing was garbage that could be found everywhere, and she kept talking about it every day, so much so that she had long since become mentally immune to the word "artifact".

I was so anxious to see my little man, there was no way I could remember it clearly.

"The lost artifact?"

"interesting."

When talking about the director, Wen Wanqing looked extremely annoyed.

However, Fan Lin couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

He didn't even understand what the bounty mission that the system had just released was about.

Did the director actually foresee this in advance?

interesting.

really interesting.

It seems that no matter what, I should go meet him...

Author's words: Today the temperature is 38 degrees, Daidai is almost cooked, the speed is a little slow, please forgive me

Chapter 1114 The Lost Artifact

"Is it necessary to choose this place every time we meet?"

The familiar light fragrance, the nostalgic cherry blossom pattern, and the blood-dilating large-scale rope art.

Fan Lin came to the "Sakura Hotel" again, where he had bad memories.

The Administration, a mysterious organization affiliated with the government, couldn't it choose a quiet teahouse or a high-end office building as the meeting place?

It's not right to always stay in love hotels.

It makes me feel uncomfortable just thinking about discussing things in this kind of atmosphere.

Wen Wanqing's walking posture was slightly trembling, especially her thighs wrapped in purple silk under her hip skirt, which were obviously unable to close.

"What's the matter."

"The decoration style here was all purchased by me."

"Isn't it beautiful?"

Perhaps because walking was difficult, she placed one hand on the wall and pretended to stroke the colorful wallpaper.

The lavender cherry blossoms are her favorite pattern.

Because, on the day I parted with the little bastard, the campus was full of cherry blossoms.

This hotel is the dowry she prepared for herself, and it also holds her longing for the bastard next door for the past three years.

However, the old director seems to like cherry blossoms as well.

Even though he is extremely busy every day, he still sets aside a fixed time every month to sit in his room in a daze, as if he is missing something.

"509, we've arrived."

Walk to the extra-large private room reserved for the director.

Wen Wanqing swiped the room card, then bent down and imitated the waiter, making a playful "please" gesture.

I don’t know what I learned in the past three years.

She is already a young woman in her thirties, but her mentality is becoming more and more like that of a young girl.

Maybe this is the legendary, childlike big breasts?

No matter what, being more cheerful is a good thing after all, and he is willing to play with her. Fan Lin touched her head as a "service fee" and then stepped into room 509.

Wen Wanqing also benefited from it. She squinted her eyes and followed in with a sweet smile.

"Old ghost!"

"Why did you hang yourself again?"

The exclusive suite was large and formal in layout, not filled with small toys as I had imagined.

After passing through the entrance hall, there is a spacious living room. Near the balcony, there is a desk that is half a tea table.

A man with white hair and a vortex mask was hanging with his feet in the air right above the desk.

again?

So he has nothing to do every day, so he likes to hang himself around?

Fan Lin still hadn't realized what was happening.

Wen Wanqing skillfully took out a paper knife from her pocket and cut the rope.

boom!