Rebirth of Fortune Talisman

Chapter 35 Coercion
Song Linxian looked up at the tall man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

She recognized this man, and she firmly remembered the man's appearance in her heart.

This is the Minister Han who made people fearful and powerful in his previous life. In this life, he only saw her twice.

Minister Han has sharp edges and corners, his face is tightly cut like a fine workmanship, and his eyes are like ink and mist, with an indescribable indifference and dignity: "It seems that you are indeed a practitioner. remember me."

Song Linxian stepped back a few steps, and retreated to the corner of the dead end.

The powerful coercion of Minister Han made her breathless, and her small jade-white face was dyed red, just like the original white petals were stained with blood, it looked holy with some tyrannical bloody.

"I, I..." Song Linxian didn't know how to answer.

In front of this man, the composure and calmness she cultivated in her previous life for more than 200 years did not work, all the reactions she should have been thrown out of the sky, and the rest was only nervousness and fear.

Minister Han took two steps forward, and Song Linxian could not retreat, with the old stone bricks on his back, showing a state of alert.

Minister Han looked down at her, silent, his dark eyes deepened.

Song Linxian just felt out of breath, she thought, if this man stared at her again, maybe she would pass out in disappointment.

At the same time, Song Linxian sounded the alarm in her heart. She originally thought that with the aura of the earth star, there should be no practitioners on this planet. If she picked up the talisman again, she might be the person with the highest cultivation level on the planet. She didn't expect She didn't even come out of Yanjing, but she met such a powerful person.

Minister Han's cultivation is so unfathomable that she can't turn her back just by coercion, and she doesn't know how many stars there are. She was really too arrogant before, and she has to be careful in the future. One more mistake.

"Are you afraid of me?" Minister Han frowned.

The right hand placed by the side was lifted up, originally clenched into a fist, then opened slightly, touched Song Linxian's black hair, just touched it, and then put it down immediately: "Forget about that day."

After saying this, Minister Han disappeared in an instant just like when he came.

Song Linxian leaned against the brick wall and gasped for breath, like a fish that was dying out of water and suddenly entered the water again.

Her whole body collapsed, she slid limply against the wall and sat on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

It took an indeterminate amount of time before Song Linxian stood up with support. She took a breath, patted the dirt on her body, and looked at the place where Minister Han disappeared with a calm expression on her face.

She was too complacent at first, so that she exposed her identity as a practitioner in front of Minister Han. In the future, such a thing must never happen again.

Also, she must seize the time to practice, and she must recover the cultivation level of her previous life earlier, so that she can remain invincible no matter what.

She didn't want to be in such a situation of being oppressed and out of breath today again. She must not be suppressed by others again, and she could not hand over her destiny to others again.

Standing in the alley for a long time, Song Linxian walked out of the alley with his lips pursed, checked that it was getting late, and walked quickly towards the house.

Minister Han, dressed in black military uniform, got out of the car with a solemn expression, and entered the arranged conference room with a stern expression on his face.

He glanced around and sat neatly on the main seat. Those sitting around who were wearing military uniforms, priest robes, cassocks or civilian clothes all stood up and waited respectfully for Minister Han's orders.

Minister Han raised his hand slightly: "Sit down."

Although these people were of different shapes and colors, they immediately sat down together after Minister Han gave an order.

Minister Han took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and just lit a cigarette, but suddenly thought of something, threw the cigarette on the table, and leaned his tall body on the back of the comfortable chair very relaxedly. The person seemed very relaxed: "Although Lao Zhou and his group completed the task last time, they sacrificed a comrade, and Lao Zhou was also seriously injured. I'm still lazy, there are no urgent tasks during this period, and everyone can use this period of time to speed up their practice, I don't want anyone to sacrifice again next time, do you understand?"

No one dared to say that they didn't understand, no matter how old they were, the old Taoist who seemed to be 70 or [-] years old, or the bald young monk, they all replied loudly: "Understood."

"Okay." Minister Han got up: "I have also found a place for you to retreat. Within a month, I hope you can keep your duties and don't make trouble for me. If anyone makes trouble, Don't blame me for not thinking about the past."

After speaking, Minister Han turned and left.

As soon as he left, everyone in the meeting room began to howl.

A handsome young man in his 20s, wearing a shirt and jeans, sat down on a chair, covered his face and shouted: "Damn it, I still want to ask for leave to go home and have a blind date. Now it's all over."

Wearing a red cassock, the little monk with a round head clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Donor Han is getting irritable. This is not good, not good..."

The 70-year-old old Taoist slapped the little monk on the head: "Baldy donkey, if you have the ability to say it in front of Minister Han."

The little monk glared at him: "Niubi, try beating Lao Na again."

"Huh?" The old man was amused: "You're still old, just like you..."

"Lao Na is more than a hundred years old, not younger than you." The little monk blushed angrily, not to mention how cute he was, but what he said was enough to shock people.

The old man laughed loudly: "Over a hundred years old, that's really old. Oh, my old Fan is so scared."

An extremely gorgeous woman in a red dress stood up with a frosty look on her face: "Okay, don't make trouble, be careful and I will slap you one by one."

The young man stuck out his tongue: "The man is angry, I said Zhou Lili, you will not go home for a blind date and be destroyed by the minister, right?"

Zhou Lili stared at the young man hard, and the young man laughed, "I'm not sure I'm right."

Zhou Lili snorted arrogantly, stepped on her high heels and left with her head held high.

Fan Laodao and the little monk had already started fighting at this time, and when the two of them were fighting hard, while the young man was cheering on him, a pen flew in from outside the door, the pen looked extremely light , as if it had no weight, but when it floated between Fan Laodao and the young monk, it seemed to have a mighty force. First, it hit Fan Laodao hard on the shoulder, and before anyone could react, it hit the little monk's abdomen again. Bash.

Then, Minister Han's condensed voice came: "If you dare to destroy office supplies again, this minister does not mind deducting your two years of cultivation resources."

(End of this chapter)