"This fellow Taoist..." Chu Jibai looked at Song Ling with his light gray eyes and said, "Your spiritual pet looks very cute. Can you allow me to touch it?"
"What's the deal? I want it." Chu Linglong squinted at Chu Jibai arrogantly, refusing to give in. "I was the first to see this raccoon slave just now. I just shouted slower so that you could get the upper hand.
.”
Ling Feiyan suppressed her anger and whispered: "Linglong, don't embarrass yourself outside. If anything happens, we can talk about it when you go back."
However, two eight-foot-tall black-clad guards stood behind Chu Linglong. Their imposing manner immediately overwhelmed Ling Feiyan.
The one on the left has silver hair, half of his face is covered, only his falcon-like eyes are exposed.
He carries two huge black swords that are about the same height as him. The long feathered cloak covers half of the swords, but you can still identify them as the Flowing Light Python Cloud Sword based on its outline.
Changshan Dao's only sacred instrument.
"Tu Wen, you have nothing to do here, take your lady and leave." Ling Feiyan said to the silver-haired man.
"Elder brother, let's not make trouble outside." Chu Jibai narrowed his eyes, carefully tugged on Ling Feiyan's sleeves, and whispered: "Since my sister wants it, let me give it to her. It doesn't matter to me.
"
She said this as if the cat already belonged to her.
Song Ling looked around, blinked, and asked: "So, the fact that you are not allowed to do anything at will in Linkong City...is it a lie?"
"Of course it's true." Ling Feiyan put one hand in front of him and answered with an air of dignity: "If you don't want to give up your spiritual pet, we won't force it."
"Okay." Song Ling nodded, moved his steps, and hid behind Ling Feiyan in a blink of an eye, saying, "Then I don't want to sell, so you can help me out. I paid to come in, and as a senior disciple of Chang Shan Dao,
You should help me solve my trouble."
"Tu Wen, give her a pass." Chu Linglong saw that the person holding the raccoon slave was not willing to accept the hard work. She immediately raised her eyebrows and scolded: "Don't be shameless, I will buy your spiritual pet."
, that’s because you are also a monk, if you really don’t know what to do, then we will see you in the ring.”
Song Ling, who was hiding behind Ling Feiyan, simply laughed out loud.
This person is indeed as domineering, arrogant and arrogant as the rumors say.
And because the two guards following Chu Linglong are both cultivators in the Void Refining Stage, Chu Linglong, who is so arrogant and domineering, can often escape unharmed when disaster strikes.
"Can you not answer it?" Song Ling tilted her head and asked Ling Feiyan.
Chu Jibai on the side smiled gently and explained: "Yes, as long as you don't want to pick it up, no one can force you to pick it up."
Chu Jibai's words were like the sparks that ignited explosives.
"Tu Wen, issue a murder order! If she doesn't answer, then block her outside the city and see how long she can hold on!" Chu Linglong crossed her arms and kicked her feet, staring at Song Ling with cold eyes and said, "This raccoon
I just want to be your slave, and it doesn’t matter who comes!"
In Chu Linglong's understanding, her sister has many ways to get the things she likes.
This is true now of taking retreat in order to advance, and it was even more true of the past when we were trying to flatter ourselves.
So today she made up her mind not to take a step back! She wanted to see whose hands this raccoon slave would fall into in the end.
"I said, I won't sell it." Song Ling took a step back and reminded in a low voice: "Even if I sell it, you can't control it."
If it weren't for Song Ling's pressure, Song Mo would have opened his mouth and bit someone right now.
If Chu Jibai's initial words were to add fuel to the fire, then what Song Ling said unintentionally now was just to pour a bucket of oil on the fire.
But no matter what, no one would do it on the street.
When Ling Feiyan confronted the silver-haired man named Tu Wen, Song Ling very skillfully ran away with Song Mo between his legs. The speed was so fast that even Chu Jibai, who had been paying attention to Song Ling, did not notice the trace.
"gone?"
"Why are you leaving now? It looks like there is no chance. No one has been in the ring for a long time. It's really boring."
The onlookers couldn't see Song Ling's figure, and when they saw Ling Feiyan turning around and leaving, they started talking and dispersed.
Chu Jibai naturally followed Ling Feiyan.
After walking further away, Chu Jibai reached out and touched the back of Ling Feiyan's hand, and said softly: "Elder brother, that person's raccoon slave is weird, and the fluctuations in spiritual power are very unusual. Do we need to pay attention to it?"
"I know." Ling Feiyan nodded in agreement.
He knew that Junior Sister was not the kind of person who would be happy to see a hunter, so when he heard that Junior Sister said she was interested in Tanuki, he immediately went there.
If Chu Linglong hadn't suddenly appeared to interrupt, Ling Feiyan would have asked the monk to return to the stronghold for detailed discussions. No matter whether the person was willing to sell or not, people can leave, but the raccoon slave cannot leave.
Who would have thought that Chu Linglong would do something bad?
"Forget it, I will leave this matter to the disciples of the inspection team, so you don't have to worry about it." Ling Feiyan held Chu Jibai's hand with his backhand and comforted him: "It's a good thing that you can be so sharp...it shows that your
My perceptual ability is getting stronger and stronger. Even if I don’t get it this time, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.”
The pedestrians dispersed, leaving Chu Linglong alone, her face ashen.
Tu Wen turned around and lowered his head, asking: "The killing order has been issued. Do you think we need to follow her closely?"
"Why are you following her? I don't really want that raccoon slave." Chu Linglong rolled her eyes at Tu Wen, then stood up on tiptoes, raised her hand and grabbed Tu Wen's ears, and said, "Go and keep an eye on Ji Bai, if she makes any move
, then we will follow suit, understand? I want what she wants, and of course I don’t want what she doesn’t want.”
"Yes." Tu Wen responded.
Over there, after escaping from the busy market, Song Ling quickly found a deserted and secluded inn.
Since she and Jie Ye Huayu had agreed to leave the city early the next morning and meet outside the city, Song Ling did not plan to go to them immediately and turned around to sit in the room and practice breathing.
Song Mo was not as comfortable as Song Ling.
It jumped back and forth on the ground and said: "That Ling Feiyan just wanted to cast a spell on me, did you feel it? And that Tu Wen, he has good cultivation and will threaten you, you need
Beware of him."
"He is in the Void Refining stage." Song Ling opened a slit in his eye and said to Song Mo: "I just built the foundation. He is not trying to threaten me. He can strangle me to death like an ant."
However, it is such a person...
A murder order was issued for Song Ling.
"Then you should go find Ji Ye, there is strength in numbers." Song Mo replied.
"I'd better not tell Ji Ye and the others now. This matter is neither big nor small. Let's wait until we leave the city tomorrow to see the situation." Song Ling raised her hands and exhaled, lying back, "Actually,
The trouble is not just Tu Wen, I always feel that Chu Jibai seems to have seen through your identity."
Otherwise, for no reason, why would she point at Song Mo in the street and call him cute?
Song Ling turned her head and glanced at Song Mo.
Although it is indeed a bit cute, it is certainly not something that would make a monk unable to fall in love with him.