: Killing with a Borrowed Knife "What's so difficult about this, Mr. Feng? People in the world are like this. They have no quality and are not worthy of the pity of you doctors. Treating them and becoming sinners in the end is simply a thankless effort. This kind of

Work, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to do it, Mr. Feng, why don’t you come with me?

Bingquemen, please stop being so arrogant!" When Sikong Dong said the first half of the sentence, Li Miao thought it was quite right and sounded like a human being, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he collapsed.

, Sikong Dong, you can’t be too shameless, you old guy, you are a pure stinking hooligan.

"Guanshi Sikong, what you said is indeed correct, but I only agree with the first half of the sentence." Li Miao smiled, but did not make Sikong Dong look good.

"Uh, haha." Sikong Liangqian laughed twice, feeling even more helpless. This Feng Weile really didn't know how to praise him.

"Guanshi Sikong, you see there are still such important things in our hospital. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Helingmen for long. If the hospital rushes me again, I might not even have time to eat lunch, so I have to rush back. What do you mean?

"I feel sorry for letting you come here in vain." The Li Miao cat cried and the mouse pretended to be compassionate.

Sikong Dong was stunned for a moment, then two words came to his mind, hypocrisy!

If you had thought this way earlier and just agreed, it would be over. Now that you have said it, no matter how thick-skinned Sikong Dong is, you can't plead again and again. It's really painful.

Encountering such a formidable opponent like Li Miao, Sikong Dong felt like he was about to cry. He wanted to use both soft and hard tactics, but he refused.

"Sikong Guanshi, you see it's almost noon. I'm going to the kitchen to urge you, but don't delay lunch." Feng Yulin couldn't sit still and wanted to find an excuse to go out and get some fresh air.

"Please." Sikong Dong directly ignored Feng Yulin, because the old man didn't help him to persuade his son-in-law at all, so he should just let him play with this kind of thing quickly.

When Feng Yulin saw that Sikong Dong didn't praise him, he quickly walked out dejectedly.

"Manager Sikong, I still have to sort out the herbs I picked, so I can't accompany you." Feng Xiaoyu stood up slowly, smiled at Sikong Dong, nodded, and walked out.

Sikong Dong's face is extremely ugly, and he is still sorting out the herbs. Can you please stop cheating me?

"Well, then, Manager Sikong, I'll go and help my sister." Feng Xiaozhen also felt that he was a little redundant, so he quickly smiled stupidly and ran out in a flash.

So in the hall, the only ones left were Sikong Dong, Sikong Shan, and Li Miao.

At this moment, Sikong Shan also wanted to go out for some air, but he didn't have the courage to say it. Maybe he would really go out and stay in Helingmen for the rest of his life.

"Master Feng, now that there are no outsiders, it's time for you to express your true thoughts." Sikong Dong smiled coldly, picked up the tea cup in front of him and prepared to drink tea, but found that he had already drank it dry.

After giving Sikong Shan a wink, Sikong Shan immediately poured water for Sikong Dong.

"There are no outsiders? Sikong Guanshi, are you kidding me? You are the outsiders." Li Miao suddenly felt that Sikong Dong was being ridiculous. As the son-in-law of Helingmen, all the people who walked out were his own family members. How could he touch you?

In his mouth, he became an outsider.

"Uh, haha, my slip of the tongue, I mean, there is no one else around." Sikong Dong laughed awkwardly.

"However, although the person next to you is tall but not very strong, does he count as someone else?" Li Miao smiled softly. He didn't have a good impression of Sikong Shan. When he was training in Bingque Gate,

The two had met before, but in the end Li Miao directly challenged the most powerful Sikong Xing and had no chance to fight with him, otherwise this guy would definitely not be standing here alive now.

"Ah? You!" Sikong Shan was ready to show off his big arms, round waist and tall figure, but when it came to Li Miao's mouth, he turned into a lowly man.

"Sikong Shan, you go out first, Mr. Feng and I will have a few words alone." Sikong Dong knew that Li Miao wanted to talk to him alone, so he could only tell Sikong Dong to get out of here.

"Me." Sikong Shan seemed a little reluctant.

"Why, you didn't understand what I said?" Sikong Dong smiled coldly.

"Yes." Sikong Shan's face turned gray, and he gritted his teeth and retreated.

"Haha, Mr. Feng, it's just you and me now. Tell me your true thoughts. I know that you are willing to join the Bingque Sect, but because of Feng Yulin's reputation, you are embarrassed to say it." Sikong Dong

He smiled slightly, as if he had completely seen through Li Miao's thoughts.

"Ah, what's wrong with you?" Li Miao pretended to be surprised.

"Oh? It seems that I am right?" Sikong Dong just said it casually. Unexpectedly, Feng Weile really had this idea, and the old man suddenly felt very happy.

"I mean, why are you so shameless? Don't misunderstand what I meant." Li Miao smiled softly.

"You're so presumptuous!" Sikong Dong was immediately furious. He, the chief steward of the Bingque Sect, was actually called shameless by a cultivator of the third level of Tianling. This was an unprecedented irony!

"What? Manager Sikong wants to kill me? It doesn't matter, you can kill me if you want. Anyway, you can't do business when you go back, and it has nothing to do with me." Li Miao's words can really make people angry to death. Sikong Dong's current expression,

I really can’t laugh or cry.

"Mr. Feng, I'm getting old, so my words may be a bit harsh, but I hope you don't change the subject." Sikong Ning suppressed his emotions and spoke politely to Li Miao. This old guy has never been so condescending, even before Sikong Ning.

In front of the headmaster, at best, the master and servant can only show respect, instead of being completely temperless like now.

"Haha, Sikong Guanshi has a broad mind. You can also want me to join the Ice Bird Sect, but I have a condition." Li Miao was about to express his inner thoughts. It was not so much an idea as a borrowed knife to kill someone.

a delaying strategy.

"Even if Young Master Feng brings this up, as long as it is possible to hide the Bingque Sect, he will definitely not shirk it. What's more, anything in the world that makes it difficult for the Bingque Sect to do it has probably not happened yet!" Sikong Dong said.

It was more of a kind of arrogance. He felt that Li Miao just wanted money or status. These are easy to handle, just say it.

However, how could he know that Li Miao's true purpose almost scared him to the point of peeing.

"I want the Bingque Sect to help me destroy the Hidden Zuolong Sect!" When Li Miao said this, he clearly felt that the whole process of Sikong Dong's expression suddenly changing from a smile to a shock was like a performing artist.

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In fact, Li Miao thought this way. Since the Bingque Sect relied on him, it would be extremely difficult to get rid of it completely. If he didn't play well, it would be easy to get the Heling Sect in. Instead of doing this, it would be better to compromise. However,

But put forward such a condition that let

The Bingque Sect is extremely difficult. If the Bingque Sect is willing to do it, it will definitely do him a big favor. It is not a bad idea to join the Bingque Sect. When the time comes, he will be an undercover agent of the ancient sect, and he will try his best to be brave.
Chapter completed!