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Chapter 137

However, Song Ling did not reach out to pick up the earrings.

It looks like a delicate and beautiful little thing, but it has a layer of very inconspicuous magic attached to it.

Used for positioning.

"I'll bring it to you." Seeing that Song Ling didn't reach out, the young man stood on tiptoe in a familiar manner and said, "This thing comes from the sea and is rare on the ground. After wearing it, you can calm down."

Snapped!

Song Ling expressionlessly grabbed the young man's hand and dragged him out of the trading hall to a quiet corner where no one was.

"What do you want to do?" The young man looked frightened.

"I should be the one to ask you, what do you want to do?" Song Ling looked down at the young man with scrutiny in his eyes, "Did you cast the spell on this thing?"

Realizing that he had been seen through, the young man shrank his neck, took a step back, and said, "It's nothing, I just thought you looked familiar, so I just wanted to see who you were. Since you found out, and I didn't succeed,

, why don’t we all take a step back, and the sea and the sky will be brighter?”

"I should remind you that in the face of absolute power, there is no room for cheating." Song Ling pinched the young man's neck with a cold expression, pushed him against the wall, and asked: "Ask you again. What do you want?

What to do?”

In Song Ling's mind, an idea flashed like a flash of lightning, but she didn't catch it. Moreover, she was sure that the young man opposite her must have discovered something, so she had the courage to make the move just now.

.

The young man struggled a few times, but was unable to escape. His throat became more and more suffocated, and he was almost out of breath.

"I said, let me go, I'll tell you." The young man blushed, kicked the wall with both feet, tried hard to leave half an inch of breathing space for himself, and said: "I am just a monk in the foundation building period. You, sir, have a lot of

, spare me this time."

Song Ling let him go, folded his sleeves, and warned: "If you are honest, I will naturally let you go."

But while Song Ling was waiting for the boy to answer, the boy suddenly jumped up with his elbow and quickly put his elbow on Song Ling's chest. He raised his hand with his other hand and sprayed out a lot of light pink smoke.

Because she wanted to see what this young man was going to do, Song Ling did not resist and calmly inhaled the dizzy mist.

Meow~

Song Mo jumped out of Song Ling's arms.

The young man glanced at Song Ling, turned to look at the raccoon slave on the wall, and hummed: "Such a beautiful little guy is actually your spiritual pet. How blind."

Being praised so unexpectedly, Song Mo couldn't be happy at all.

He watched the young man carry Song Ling on his shoulders, use the concealment technique to leave the courtyard of the trading hall, turn around and around, and finally turned into a dilapidated courtyard.

Due to Song Ling's wishes, Song Mo could only accompany him all the way without interfering.

The yard is very deserted. A table and chairs are placed under the crooked neck tree. They are shaky and might be blown over by a gust of wind. The house is even more desolate. There are three rooms inside and outside, and there is only one room in total.

The bed is a bed made of straw.

"Why do you have the aura of senior brother on your body?"

"Could it be that...you killed senior brother?"

"No, no, no, senior brother is the smartest. How could he fall into the hands of a stupid person like you?"

The young man tied up Song Ling and threw it on the ground, muttering in confusion: "But if I wake you up, your cultivation level is so much higher than mine, I can't tie you up."

After much deliberation, the young man decided to search himself first and find something to prove his identity before taking a look at it.

Unfortunately……

Song Ling had nothing on her body except a Qiankun bag.

Before the young man could study the Universe Bag, there was a knock on the door outside.

boom!

The fragile courtyard door fell to the ground.

The young man lay on the bare window and looked out, and saw Qinyu entering the yard. She frowned, stood on the threshold with her hands on her hips, pointed at the house and shouted: "Find him for me! I must beat him myself today.

A meal.”

The three monks following her were all carrying weapons and looked fierce, and they didn't look like a good person.

"What should I do? They are coming to my door."

When the young man was anxious, a joking voice came from behind him.

"Why are you awake?!" The young man turned his head and saw Song Ling rubbing her wrists and standing up. He immediately looked sad and changed his words: "Fellow Taoist, I didn't mean it! I saw you fainted on the road, so I had to

I brought you back. I'm not a doctor, let alone a medical practitioner, and I don't know how you fainted, so I can only tie you up first to prevent you from getting sick later."

The nonsense comes right away.

Song Ling walked to the window with a smile, glanced at the monks who were getting closer and closer, lowered her eyes and said to the young man: "How about it? Do I hand you over, or do you tell me the truth?"

There are actually several magic circles in the yard.

It's just that because the young man's cultivation level is not high, these monks solved it one by one without much effort.

Hearing that Song Ling didn't care about being knocked out, the boy quickly grabbed the hem of Song Ling's clothes, pointed his other hand at the side of his head, and vowed: "As long as you are willing to save me, I will definitely tell you the truth.

, there will never be any concealment.”

Qin Yu was still bossing around in the yard at this moment.

Dissatisfied with the speed of her senior brothers, she rolled up her sleeves and ran to the door of the house, kicked open the door and said, "Get out of here, I know you must be here, I just saw you coming in."

Squeak——

The door swung back and forth several times before finally breaking into four pieces and falling to the ground.

"Junior sister, he was not found in the room." The monks ran back one after another.

Qinyu let his spiritual power disperse and searched the house, but couldn't find any traces. He had to reply angrily: "I am not blind."

She turned around and walked out while complaining: "You can't catch such a big living person, search the city for me! I must catch him, he makes me embarrassed in front of so many people

, I must teach him a lesson."

"This... I'm afraid there's something wrong. The people in charge of things in Ye City now are people from Weilu Mountain, Junior Sister... their family members are very smart."

"Yes, junior sister, either we go to the teleportation array to block him, or we block him outside the city, he will eventually leave."

The monks did not indulge Qinyu blindly, but they also knew the importance.

"I don't care, I'm going to catch him! I don't care what you can do, I just want to recruit him today! If you can't catch him, I will go back and complain to the master, and let the master punish you." Qin Yuhong

He closed his eyes and twisted the ears of the monk next to him arrogantly.

Even though he was so humiliated, the monk did not snort, and even had a flattering smile on his face, for fear that Qinyu would continue to be angry.

Song Ling sat by the window and casually followed Song Mo's long hair and said, "Look, you have offended a master who will surely retaliate. You should be more careful in the future."

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