Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

"Wen Mingting, you were sent here?"

Looking at the woman in front of him, she was tidying up her gauntlets, while casually asking herself questions.

In fact, Wen Ling was still a bit cautious at first, he was worried that some people from Yao Xianzong had not been cleaned up, but they were still lurking nearby.

But after thinking about it carefully, if that person can avoid the consciousness of the woman opposite, then it is definitely not the one who can discover it by himself.

The "dead" who live in the shadows all year round are best at concealed assassination
However, this does not mean that they are also good at finding other lurkers or assassins.

Concealing body skills and discovering the hidden person cannot be confused with each other.
After returning to reality from his divergent thoughts, Wen Ling nodded silently, affirming Wanyan Lingxu's question.

"Only you?" Wanyan Lingxu emphasized what she really wanted to know.

"The leader has also come in person."

"Master Chief?"

Wanyan Lingxu keenly grasped the key point of the other party's words, and Wen Ling seemed to realize his mistake at this time - he seemed to have unintentionally exposed the identity that Mr. Wen Mingting had been hiding all along.

Wanyan Lingxu slightly narrowed her narrow and beautiful Danfeng right eye.
"Give this thing to your master."

She suddenly chuckled, as if she had no intention of delving into these matters, she took out the letter about Xie Fuyi from the storage ring and handed it to Wen Ling.

".Master has set restrictions on this letter. If someone opens it, his spiritual sense will also perceive it, and he will be able to know who opened it. Remember to remind Wen Mingting that you need to cast a spell when opening the letter, so don't let yourself His subordinates exposed their identities in these details."

Wanyan Lingxu spoke indifferently, her words seemed to have a double meaning.

Wen Ling felt ashamed,

With respect for the person in front of him from the bottom of his heart, he lowered his head and took the most common letter from the Yaoxian Sect.

"Wait a moment."

Just when Wen Ling was about to step back and leave, Wanyan Lingxu called him to stop suddenly.

Wenling paused slightly.

Wanyan Lingxu slammed his palm across the air suddenly, and the wind of the palm hit the unsuspecting Wen Ling directly.

Wen Ling took several steps back, clutching his chest, a bitterness in his throat, and then a stream of blood flowed from his mouth.
"Okay, you can go now."

Wanyan Lingxu looked at the right hand he just slapped just now, and said calmly, and at the same time did not forget to add: ".Remember, you have to pass in front of Zhu Gongqi and other Yaoxian sect monks."

It was only then that Wen Ling understood the opponent's intention - to create the illusion that he had fought with him.

That's right.

Wen Ling bowed his head slightly as a gesture, and then escaped in the darkness.He felt that it should be enough for some monks including Zhu Gongqi to see it at that time.

Wanyan Lingxu is very satisfied
Counting the time, it's time for his Beijiang subordinates to arrive, right?

"As the high-ranking person in the [Death Camp], Wen Ling's vigilance seems to be lower than that of the general deceased."

Wanyan Lingxu thought about it in her heart, but what she didn't think of the most was Wen Mingting.

From the looks of it, Wen Mingting doesn't seem to be the force of the [Department Camp] who paid for it.

I just don't know how long such a force can survive after annoying Yao Xianzong?