Luocheng, Changqing Bathhouse.

Although it is already early summer, there are still no shortage of people at Changqing Bathing Beach.

There are Luo River and Yi River near Luocheng where you can bathe, but the river water is not as warm and pleasant as the hot springs.

Xue Ling booked a private room as usual, walked in, locked the door, took off her clothes, and soaked her whole body in the warm spring water. At that moment, the comfortable feeling that came from her limbs made people feel like she was alive.

Just for the feeling of this moment.

Xue Ling stretched out an arm in the hot spring.

The arm was white and smooth, and it belonged to a young lady who had lived in a boudoir for a long time. However, with Xue Ling's silent luck, this arm was slowly covered with a layer of light gold, as if covered with a layer of gold powder.

This is the Shaolin Vajra Indestructibility Magic.

Ever since that day when Kong Wu introduced the seeds of the Vajra Indestructible Magic Technique into her body, Xue Ling had the foundation to practice the Vajra Indestructible Magic Technique. With the corresponding secrets, including those mental techniques and practice movements,

Now, in less than half a month, Xue Ling's Vajra Indestructibility Magic has achieved a small success. Although it cannot be like Kong Wu's full-body Vajra Indestructibility and infinite power, Xue Ling can already infuse any part of the body with the Vajra Indestructibility Realm.

After the Qi, the effect of indestructible vajra is temporarily achieved, instead of being able to rely only on the automatic protection of the inner strength seeds like when the tiger attacked.

Perhaps in a sense, Xue Ling is now considered a half-experienced third-level master.

It's a bit ridiculous when I think about it.

The little Dragon Boat Festival monk lived well in the hotel. He has now gradually accepted the fact that he may actually be a girl, and even started to like his appearance as a girl. Xue Ling was a little anxious about this, and once said goodbye to Fang.

He had said it, but Fang Bi's answer left Xue Ling speechless.

Fang Bie said: "Since Buddhism believes that all dharmas are empty and have red and pink skulls, what is the difference between men and women in appearance? If Duanwu is really a monk destined to become a Buddha in the future, then how can he mind this?"

"If his Buddha nature ends here, then there is nothing we can do?"

At this moment, Xue Ling really felt like she couldn't say a word.

However, at the moment, Dragon Boat Festival seems to be quite enjoying itself. He serves tea and water at the inn every day, becoming Fang Bie's right-hand man. Fang Bie also teaches him the "correct" way to speak.

Well, now the luoli sound of the Dragon Boat Festival is really clear and crisp, sometimes soft and sweet, which makes Xue Ling feel a little envious.

What does it mean for a male rabbit to have fluttery legs, and what does it mean for a female rabbit to have blurred eyes?

In ancient times, Hua Mulan joined the army on behalf of her father and dressed up as a man. Only a woman who disguised herself as a man in an inn during the Dragon Boat Festival dared to laugh at her coquettish girl for not being a girl.

This world is so broken.

Thinking of Xue Ling like this, she couldn't help but cover her face silently.

However, Duanwu is already eleven years old. It can take at least one year or three years at most for him to mature. By then, if he grows a beard and Adam's apple and changes his voice, this charming girl will no longer be able to play the role.

But maybe it won’t take that long. The essence of wearing Dragon Boat Festival women’s clothes is to avoid possible dangers and tracking.

But at the moment, Ning Xia and Hei Wu, who have met once or even several times during the Dragon Boat Festival, are not recognized, so it can be said to be basically safe.

Of course, until now, Ning Xia and Hei Wu still live in Xiaohun Inn, and Xue Ling and Hei Wu can't see each other up and down, but after getting familiar with each other, the hostility between them is not so serious, especially Hei Wu. Originally, Xue Ling

Ling was very worried about Hei Wu. After all, his brutality and mania during the battle with Kong Wu left a deep impression on Xue Ling. What's more, he is also a master of martial arts who ranks among the best in the world.

But I don’t know why, but I have been very good these days, maybe because the injury has not healed yet. Anyway, I am inseparable from Ningxia every day. I occasionally go shopping and spend more time in my guest room to recuperate and practice.

Xue Ling was actually a little surprised as to why Ningxia stayed in Luocheng. After all, Kongwu was dead now. No one knew that the monk Kongwu’s relics were in Fang Bie’s hands, and no one knew that his only disciple was

Right at Xiaohun Inn, if Ningxia came here for the relics, it would be almost time to leave now.

Maybe it’s because of Hei Wu’s injury?

Xue Ling didn't quite understand.

Thinking of this, Xue Ling stood up from the hot spring bath, water drops dripping from her body. She wrapped herself in a white and fluffy bath towel, opened the secret door of the bathroom compartment again, and walked down the secret passage.

go.

Today, it’s time for another routine report.

Knocking on the door and entering, Mr. Zou still turned his back to Xue Ling, and Xue Ling saluted the old man. This is under the underworld, and it is also the most hidden and safe place in the world.

"Kong Wu is dead?" Mr. Zou asked directly without waiting for Xue Ling to speak.

Xue Ling nodded in agreement.

"Where are the relics?" Mr. Zou continued to ask.

"We didn't see any relics," Xue Ling replied.

Mr. Zou exclaimed softly: "Where were you when Kongwu died?"

"Because the battle between Kong Wu and Hei Wu was too fierce, we hid in a distance." Xue Ling said: "By the time the battle was over, the battlefield was empty."

"What about the little monk next to Kongwu?" Mr. Zou continued to ask.

"Similarly missing." Xue Ling replied.

Mr. Zou sighed and stopped asking about Kongwu's affairs.

"You are the secret whistle of Jinyiwei." Mr. Zou said.

"I understand." Xue Ling nodded.

"Everything you say and do represents the will of Jin Yiwei and the will of the Emperor." Mr. Zou continued.

"I understand." Xue Ling nodded.

"Do you still remember what your mission is this time?" Mr. Zou said.

"Try to find out the truth behind Zhou Haitian's assassination and find out the real culprit." Xue Ling said: "And provide intelligence if possible to uproot the hive."

"Just remember." Mr. Zou said: "At any time, you must remember where your roots are. Only when the roots are there can the tree survive."

"Thank you, Mr. Zou, for your teaching." Xue Ling said.

"You can go back." Mr. Zou said calmly.

Xue Ling bowed and left, and the sound of footsteps faded away quietly.

When silence returned to the room, Mr. Zou snorted coldly: "Woman!"

"Tell the superiors." He whispered into the darkness.

"Tell what?" someone asked in the darkness.

"Tell the superiors that Xue Ling is no longer so reliable."

"In other words, she has never been reliable."

"So." The man in the dark asked: "Should we eliminate Xue Ling? Or expose her identity and let the hive execute her?"

"I can't do that." Mr. Zou shook his head and said: "Xue Ling is our only secret sentry who can penetrate into the hive. She has not been betrayed for the time being. She is still valuable to us."

"but."

Mr. Zou sneered.
Chapter completed!