Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

"Is Junior Brother Zhu afraid?"

Faced with Wanyan Lingxu's sarcasm, Zhu Gongqi got a little angry, but it was difficult to get angry for a while.

Wanyan Lingxu ignored Zhu Gongqi's reaction.

She held the ring in her hand and took out the northern border horn, slowly put it in her mouth, and blew out the voice of the representatives of the northern border army asking for help.
It is said that the well-trained northern Xinjiang cavalry can distinguish the direction of the caller and the number of enemies conveyed by the different tones and timbres of the horn.

This is a unique way of communication in the northern Xinjiang army.

Some deceased people wanted to stop Wanyan Lingxu from blowing the horn, but the floating golden cauldron controlled by Zhu Gongqi was like an insurmountable shield.

The horn sounded.

The sound of killing is still there.

On the top of the courtyard, a person dressed as the leader of the deceased slowly appeared.

"Don't tangle with them, and prioritize finding the target."

The leader is Wen Ling.

At this moment, he was wearing the black-brown horror mask of the deputy leader of the death camp, and his whole person seemed to have a sense of unfathomable strength.

Wen Ling's words fell.

The dozen or so dead who were trying to surround Zhu Gongqi and Wanyan Lingxu seemed to have understood it instantly and disappeared in the darkness.

Zhu Gongqi's spiritual perception could barely perceive the wisps of meager breath going to their post house.

"Target? What target? Master's letter? Miss Chu?!"

Zhu Gongqi was slightly anxious in his heart, he wanted to find Chu Yueying in the royal city immediately, to ensure her safety, he didn't know why.

But before he took a step, several sword-shaped darts pierced his way
"Your opponent." Wen Ling, dressed in black, quietly landed in front of the two of them, "...it's me."

Wen Ling's words and appearance are very powerful.
But for Zhu Gongqi and Wanyan Lingxu, they obviously don't like this.

Especially Zhu Gongqi, he has already remembered Wanyan Lingxu's cryptic statement before, that Chu Yueying is safe now.

After Zhu Gongqi's heart palpitations caused by Chu Yueying at the beginning, now he has returned to the previous ruthless state.
While silently examining the mysterious black-clothed deceased who suddenly appeared in front of him, he jokingly said——

"It looks like you drank a lot."

His words were addressed to Wanyan Lingxu who was always carrying a flagon beside him, and there was a hint of mockery in them.

Wanyan Lingxu didn't directly respond to Zhu Gongqi's words, but the crimson smile on his face was even worse.

Zhu Gongqi felt slightly angry in his heart
Originally, Master Xie Fuyi gave Wanyan Lingxu the position of leader of the mission to the [Zhaixing Attic], and Zhu Gongqi himself had nothing to say.

After all, in terms of seat rank, Wanyan Lingxu is the third disciple under the head of the sect, and also the venerable of Miscellaneous Hall, far from being comparable to him, the inspector of Dan Xiutang who made a mistake and was demoted.

but!

Now that you have become the leader of the mission, you should take corresponding responsibilities.

Now let's not talk about being attacked by the enemy at night without noticing it. I didn't expect that she would still be in such a drunk state at such an important moment.

This time, no matter what, he must ruthlessly read this book of Wanyan Lingxu in front of Master Xie Fuyi when he returns home.

Zhu Gongqi thought to himself.

At the same time, the golden cauldron controlled by Zhu Gongqi's mana was always suspended between him and the dead man in black in the center of the courtyard.
However, in Zhu Gongqi's eyes, he suddenly felt that this deceased person was also a person with high self-esteem.

To be so confident that he can deal with both himself and Wanyan Lingxu at the same time, presumably there are only a handful of people left in the world except for those supreme immortals.

Is it self-confidence or conceit?
Zhu Gongqi couldn't get an answer for a while, and the detection method he used several times failed to break through the opponent's shield
I'm afraid the opponent should be carrying a top-level magic weapon that can shield the advanced detection system.
after all.Zhu Gongqi didn't feel at all in his heart that the other party would have a cultivation strength that could far exceed his own.

At this time, Wen Ling stood silently in front of the two of them, so it was impossible for him to know the messy thoughts in Zhu Gongqi's heart at the moment.

The time here is actually only a few seconds.

Wen Ling carried his back slightly with one hand, and with the other hand, he put on the posture of a martial artist asking for advice
"It looks like it should be a warrior from the mortal world."

Wanyan Lingxu squinted his eyes slightly, watching the other party's familiar standard warrior movements, and couldn't help but wonder, where did Ye Hanchen and Wen Mingting recruit such a number one person?
".Since you are a martial artist asking for advice, you must not be afraid to give your name, right?"

Wanyan Lingxu's heroic voice has an inexplicable teasing tone.
Of course she knew that for an assassin, the greatest protection was secrecy.

Of course, as an ally of Ye Hanchen and Wen Mingting at the same time, she shouldn't have asked the other party such a question.

Zhu Gongqi was also always vigilant, his magic power poured continuously into the golden cauldron in front of him in the dark, and with just one movement of his hand, the golden cauldron was enough to smash towards the opponent like a meteorite from the sky.

"Wenling."

The other party's answer was very short, just like the identity of the assassin.

Wanyan Ling humbly recited the name silently, but she had never heard of the existence of such a person.

Is it a pseudonym?

This possibility is not ruled out, but judging from the character of the other party, he seems to be more like a type of person who would rather refuse to tell than to use a pseudonym.

"If the two of you don't make a move, your monks will all be killed or injured."

Wen Ling reminded again in a cold voice.

He seemed to be hoping to fight the two in front of him.

"Stupid fool!"

Zhu Gongqi couldn't bear the other party's sarcastic and calm appearance for a long time, not to mention, did he still want to deal with him with one hand?

Extremely arrogant, he is the "Dan Venerable"!

He doesn't know the rules among warriors, but at this moment, no matter what, he absolutely cannot tolerate such a guy!

At the same time as the words fell, Jinding, who had been accumulating strength for a long time, also slammed towards the opponent at the same time!

The golden tripod that Zhu Gongqi is using now is a substitute for his natal magic weapon [Wan Beast Dan Ding].

As a substitute for divine artifacts, Jinding still has many shortcomings compared to [Myriad Beasts Dingding], but there is one function that Jinding is better than [Myriad Beasts Dingding], that is—explosion!
"boom!"