He knew clearly that Hu Ling was talking about the incident Hui Dianden had mentioned before.

In fact, Wang Jin also had a guess.

After all, bones are bones if they are not transformed into bones, and bone powder is the rare item of the Hui family.

And there are ten of the Nine Wonderful Objects.

Obviously, the positioning of these two things is very vague.

“…”

Hu Ling was silent for a moment, as if hesitating on how to speak.

After a long time, she looked at Wang Jin.

"You little guy...you also want to activate the big formation."

"...I thought you all guessed it."

Wang Jin sighed.

In fact, anyone with eyesight can see it.

Along the way, he narrowly escaped death, killed here and there, and even became the second largest force competing with Samsara for rare objects.

If you continue to use the excuse of "building a force to prevent rare objects from being stolen", few people will continue to believe it.

Of course, Hu Ling did believe it until now.

"Hmm...guess why I suddenly asked about this?"

The woman scratched her head and used the hilt of her sword to pull at the stones on the ground.

"The branch is putting pressure on you, right?"

Wang Jin and Hu Ling sat side by side, like good buddies chatting over drinks.

The mission given by the company headquarters is relatively vague and can be roughly summarized as "clearing the chaotic factors in the Northeast."

There is no stipulation on how Wang Jin should solve it, as long as it is solved.

After all, the Northeast is a quite distant land to the headquarters.

But the Northeast Branch doesn’t think so.

This fertile land is their home for survival, and the Five Immortals are an important part of the company.

Take the rare object that guards luck and activate a large array with unknown effects.

The risk is too great.

The Northeast Branch cannot sit idly by and ignore it.

"I gave it to you, I gave it to you when we went to find the Hundred People's Resentment."

"The pressure is quite high..."

Hu Ling shook the empty wine bottle and sighed quietly.

Then he grabbed Wang Jin's wine bottle.

"At that time, when I asked you about the stuffed sect, I was doing it on behalf of the company."

"In the beginning, I helped you hide it for Xiaobei's sake."

"Later, I helped you hide it for your sake."

"After all, you are a perfect friend who can drink, drive, and kill people with me."

Hu Ling raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"Now, I do it because I want to help you."

"I learned recently... how hard it is to lose a loved one."

"If I were braver, maybe I would be as desperate as you to find that person back."

"To be honest, you are very powerful... at least better than me."

Hu Ling's eyes were a little dim.

"Condolences."

Wang Jin was silent for a few seconds and sighed slowly.

He knew that Hu Ling's father had died in the attack when the minions first appeared.

Although I don’t know how the Xian family defines sacrifice.

But Wang Jin could feel the grief of Hu Xiaobei and Hu Ling.

This "sacrifice" is a farewell similar to human death.

"What kind of person is he...?"

After hesitating for a moment, Hu Ling asked.

There was a touch of pollution in the air, but Wang Jin waved it away.

"I can't remember."

Wang Jin shook his head.

His impression of Wang Jue was limited to those so-called "archaeological team photos".

The occasional memories are all the shadows of his childhood left behind.

For example, the cult story Xiaolongmen.

"Actually, I'm not just looking for him...it doesn't matter whether he's dead or alive."

Wang Jin looked up at the sky.

"But my mother needs a husband, and my sister needs a father."

"In the past, I might have died to get him back without hesitation."

"A few months ago, I almost risked my life just to get some information from him."

Wang Jin pointed at his neck.

At the annual meeting, he almost died due to Wang Jue's pollution.

"But now... more and more people are telling me not to die."

"Like her."

Wang Jin looked at the little fox arguing with the bureau officers and smiled helplessly.

"This made me think a lot, and I am not so excited when I encounter things related to him."

"So, you can tell the company two things."

"First of all, I value my life very much. I will not break the rules, let alone confront you head-on."

"Second, I did not activate the formation for any evil plan such as the end of the law. I just wanted to understand that person's situation."

Wang Jin stretched out three fingers and showed them to Hu Ling one by one.

"This is reincarnation, he is a remnant of Chang Tianqing."

"This is the leader of Lu. He wants to push the entire Northeast to the end of Dharma and obliterate all immortal families."

"This is the doctor. He is a madman. No one knows what he wants to do."

Finally, Wang Jin pointed at himself again.

"And I am just a high school student looking for my father, simple and cute."

"puff."

Hu Ling was amused and laughed, but she still listened carefully to Wang Jin's words.

"If the formation cannot escape the fate of being activated, then only by letting me be the initiator can the losses be minimized."

"I hope the branch can understand that I have no hostility towards them."

"This branch is a family, they should treat me as one of their own."

Wang Jin narrowed his eyes.

He found that Hu Ling's smile was a little bitter when he heard the last sentence.

!I said where is the problem?

You cannot use [nonsense] in the title, as the Chinese character may be taboo ₍˄·͈༝·͈˄*₎◞̑̑
Chapter completed!