At this time, Zhao Rui heard some noise outside, stopped talking, and walked out with Ling Shuang. Lu Jing looked from the window and saw Zhao Ling and two people walking out of the yard.
After a while, Zhao Ling and the two men led the two men into the yard. Lu Jing saw that the black and green clothes and pants of the two men were stained with water, obviously caused by the rain. Each of them held a
One person was holding a long sword, and the other person was holding a bow and a scimitar at his waist. His face and movements looked very tired. It seemed that he was the "Zhao Muhui" martyr who ambushed the Tattoo Army convoy yesterday.
Zhao Ling and his two men settled the two men in a room to rest. Zhao Rui stayed in the room to talk to the two men, but Ling Shuang walked out, came to Lu Jing's room, and sat next to him.
Ling Shuang looked at Lu Jing, hesitating what she wanted to say. Lu Jing also looked at her snow-white and tender face, and her beautiful big dark eyes, waiting for her to speak.
Ling Shuang finally said: "Is Mr. Lu full?"
Lu Jing thought to himself: "You hesitated for a long time just to ask this question?" He said: "I'm full, it's delicious, thank you!"
Ling Shuang didn't seem to listen to Lu Jing's words. She looked at Lu Jing blankly for a while, and then asked softly: "What do you think, Mr. Lu, of our "Zhao Muhui"?"
Lu Jing tried hard to guess Ling Shuang's intention, and said: "The anti-tattoo martyrdom is very admirable, and the name "Zhao Muhui" can also make people's blood boil, but more than 6,000 people seems to be too few. Moreover,
Your organization is too scattered... I don’t know what will happen in the future.”
Ling Shuang nodded slightly and said: "Master Lu is right, we are indeed not strong enough at the moment. We all live a dangerous life, and no one can guarantee whether we will survive until tomorrow."
She paused briefly and then added: "However, the resistance to tattoos is not only a matter for a small group of people, but a major event that concerns everyone in the world. The brutal atrocities committed by the tattoo armies wherever they go, and the enslavement rule of the tattoo country
Mr. Xiangbi also knows a lot about Mr. Lu. The people of the Tsing Kingdom have no human dignity and freedom. They are firmly controlled by the sorcery of the "Witch Sect" and the violence of the government. They live like animals and become food producers and manufacturers.
Weapons, slaves who raise monsters, cannot have their own thoughts and languages at all..."
Lu Jing had already guessed at this time: "It turns out that she wanted me to join the "Zhao Muhui". But this... They must have taken a fancy to my blue light magic and radar, hum! Although I also hate the Ting Kingdom, after all, I have lived
If you join them, you can live a life with no worries about food and clothing, and no risk to your life. How hard will your life be in the future? How dangerous will it be? "
"What's more important is that their "Zhao Muhui" is not very powerful. Compared with the army of the Tsing Kingdom, their strength is far different... Also, my current ability is not strong enough. Otherwise, when my martial arts is extremely high in the future, I will
It’s not too late to consider joining the anti-tattoo organization. I’m still very confident in practicing martial arts!”
Lu Jing was thinking about something in his mind and looked at Ling Shuang's fair and beautiful face without blinking, but he didn't hear what she said behind her.
Ling Shuang became a little excited when she spoke. She moved closer, held Lu Jing's left hand on the table with both hands, and asked eagerly: "What do you think, Mr. Lu? Do you want to consider joining us?"
Lu Jing came back from his thoughts and felt that the girl's hands were quite cold, but the expression on her face was very eager. The young man thought for a while, and then said: "With my little ability, I'm afraid I will drag you down. If it weren't for Zhao Zhao yesterday,
If my eldest brother carries me on his back, I will have become the black tiger’s dinner.”
Ling Shuang held his hand and squeezed it slightly, and said: "Master Lu, why did you say this? We saw with our own eyes that your attack power is incredibly high! Although your self-defense ability doesn't look very strong, but we here
There are many masters. Even if we risk our own lives during the battle, we will definitely protect your integrity. Because everyone knows that your blue light skills and detection ability are really the ultimate magic weapon for us to win in the battle!"
"Well..." Lu Jing was thinking in his mind and said: "Miss Ling doesn't know something. My internal energy is consumed very quickly, but it is very slow to replenish it. And I have to practice at home, quietly and without being disturbed.
, in order to increase my skill. How about I wait a few years and my skill increases to a certain level before I join you?"
Ling Shuang was obviously a little disappointed. She said helplessly: "That's okay, I hope we can become comrades in arms soon." The girl let go of her hands, stayed for a while, turned her eyes away, and asked: "Master Lu, will you come in the future?"
Are you looking at us?”
Lu Jing said without thinking, "Well, I will definitely do it!"
Ling Shuang's face showed a hint of joy. She glanced at Lu Jing, then turned her eyes away again, and asked: "Where is Mr. Lu's home in Fengya City? Can we visit you?"
Lu Jing thought for a while and then quickly made up his mind. He told Ling Shuang his home address and the way to find the way in detail. Ling Shuang's face became more joyful, and when he looked at Lu Jing, a trace of joy appeared on his snow-white face.
flush.
Lu Jing's heart trembled when he saw it, and he stretched out his right hand on the table, holding Ling Shuang's white and tender hands filled with coldness with both hands.
The two chatted for a while, and Lu Jing learned that she was seventeen years old, two years older than Lu Jing. Her father was a mid-level officer in the former Zhao Army and was seriously injured in the battle with the Tattoo Army. Zhao Guo
Shortly after the death, Ling's father died of illness in grief and anger, and the Ling family lost all their property, turning from relatively wealthy into abject poverty. Therefore, the young Ling Shuang was raised by his father's old comrades in arms.
Ling Shuang practices "Ice Skill", which is a "water attribute" skill. His current strength is "Martial Master" level 6, which is significantly higher than Lu Jing's "Martial Master" level 2. This kind of skill can restrain the internal force of fire, and its advantage is:
It can slow down the enemy's movements, but the disadvantage is that the attack power is not very strong and the physical endurance is also weak.
Zhao Rui practices "metallic" skills similar to Lu Jing's, and his current strength is "Martial Master" level two, much higher than Ling Shuang.
Lu Jing asked again: "Is Brother Zhao's martial arts considered to be very high in the "Zhao Muhui"?" Ling Shuang replied: "Vice Hall Master Zhao's martial arts can be ranked among the top ten in the "Zhao Muhui", and he is the one with the highest martial arts in this guild."
The two of them have probably reached the fifth or sixth level of "Martial Master"."
"The fifth and sixth levels of "Martial Master" are already very powerful! I don't know when I will be able to reach such a high level." Lu Jing showed a yearning look.
"But even a master of the "Wuzong" level may not be able to withstand your blue light magical attack!" Ling Shuang said, her beautiful eyes looking at Lu Jing's handsome face.
Lu Jing chuckled and said nothing.
At this time, Zhao Rui suddenly appeared outside the window. He saw Lu Ling and Lu Ling holding hands affectionately, and couldn't help but look a little embarrassed. Zhao Rui asked Ling Shuang to come over and talk about something, and Ling Shuang let go of Lu Jing with a blushing face.
He held up his hand and followed Zhao Rui out.
Sylvia's voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room: "How does Miss Ling's hand feel?" Her voice sounded a little unhappy.
"Huh?...Well...her hands are a bit cold and don't feel good." Lu Jing said with some embarrassment.
"Doesn't it feel good? Then you touched her for such a long time. And I know: when you looked at her closely and touched her, you felt quite comfortable in your heart!" Although the blonde girl's voice was soft, she was reluctant.
"After all, they saved me, entertained me for another night, and sincerely invited me to join them. I can't be too cold to them!" Lu Jing was a little anxious.
"Hehe, I was kidding you." The blonde girl changed her tone and smiled.
Lu Jing breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "It turns out that although you are very good at making those magical treasures, the things you think about are not much different from us. For example, you are also jealous."
He asked half-jokingly: "Your hands, hehe, and your body, how do they feel to the touch now? Are they still that empty? Is there any heat? When will you let me touch them?"
Sylvia said: "Well...I don't know much about it. Let's wait for a while."
Lu Jing pretended to be angry and said: "You don't want to, right? It's my fault that I saved you, huh!"
The blond girl hurriedly said: "It's not that I don't want to, I'm really a little scared. Let's wait for a while. When I get better, it'll be fine..."
Although Lu Jing's expression and tone were pretending to be serious, he was secretly happy in his heart. Sylvia could feel in his body that he was in a good mood, and she felt relieved.
Lu Jing limped to the room where he originally slept, sat on a chair, and put his injured foot on the bed.
"What do you think of Miss Ling's invitation to join the "Zhao Muhui"?" Lu Jing asked.
"I've thought about this for a while. Overall, I think you did the right thing just now." Sylvia said.
"Oh~~ tell me what you think." Lu Jing said happily. In his heart, the blond girl is a very trustworthy person and has high knowledge, so he really wants to hear her opinion.
"This "Zhao Muhui" is currently too weak in strength and leaderless. It is almost a piece of scattered sand. Their opponents are too powerful, so it is difficult to be optimistic about the future prospects." Sylvia said: "And what you need most right now is
, is to enhance one's own strength. Although laser guns and radars are incomparable treasures, they are external possessions after all. It would be too bad if someone sees through the secret one day, has evil intentions, steals or breaks them!"
Lu Jing was shocked. What Sylvia said next was exactly what he had been worried about.
The blond girl continued: "When you were unconscious last night, Zhao Rui and Ling Shuang applied medicine on your body together. They discovered the radar and laser gun and tried to use them out of curiosity, but they couldn't find the right way..."
When Lu Jing heard this, his heart trembled and he fell silent.
Sylvia continued: "We are right to take anti-tattooing as our goal, but there is no need to rush into action now. If you join the "Zhao Muhui" now, I am afraid you will only play a small role. After joining, you will have to contact many people.
, you are busy doing many things, even some very dangerous things. I am afraid you will no longer be able to concentrate on practicing martial arts, and your few treasures may not be able to be kept forever, and it is even hard to say how long you can live."
"Since you are willing to work hard in martial arts training, and your skills have been growing quite rapidly recently, you must not give up in this area. In addition, you should learn more knowledge of various types, including strategies, strategies and tactics. Also,
Try to understand each country, the situation of each force, and its history..." Sylvia said sincerely.
Lu Jing agreed with the blonde girl's analysis. When he thought that with the help of the computer, learning all kinds of knowledge was just a matter of effort, he couldn't help but feel deeply grateful to Sylvia.
Sylvia continued: "When you have practiced martial arts to a high level and have rich knowledge of all kinds, it is not too late to join the anti-tattoo cause. And by then you can make greater contributions to the anti-tattoo cause.
, obtain a higher status.”
"Hey, you want me to gain a high status?" Lu Jing said with a smile.
The blonde girl blurted out: "Of course! Every woman hopes that her... own... friend... will have a big future." She suddenly felt that she had let something slip, so she hesitated to cover it up.
"Friends? Are we just friends?" Lu Jing asked with a smile.
"Of course it's not just...that...hey! Whatever you say, you should understand what I'm thinking~~~" Sylvia was a little overwhelmed. She thought quickly and changed the topic seriously: "Of course we become
,The premise of that friend is: neither you nor I can do evil things or help evil forces, such as the Tsing Kingdom!"
"Well! That's for sure!" Lu Jing also said seriously.