Facing the white-clothed old man, Wang Ling took five seconds to calm down his thoughts, and then with difficulty determined a fact.
This Three Saints recognized the wrong person...
Koro-sensei, whose Taoist name is Taoist Killer, is the strange man who ranks first on the international killer rankings.
This is not the first time Wang Ling has heard of this. The last time was when the 36D Shadow Stream girl tried to invade No. 59 Middle School.
Looking at the old man in white in front of him who seemed to have forgotten all his hatred, Wang Ling was suddenly speechless.
Who knows that in just a blink of an eye, someone would mistake him for a Taoist who specializes in killing animals...
And... after this old Taoist decided that he was a "killer", what the hell was this shy expression like that of an inexperienced little sister!? Damn it!? Could it be that this guy is actually a gay?
Right?! He doesn’t want this turn of events!
Seeing that Wang Ling was silent, the Three Saints were determined and thought that Wang Ling had acquiesced. He was as excited as a primary school student who was about to go on a spring outing. His smile was like a bright chrysanthemum: "Senior Taoist Killer! It turns out it's true.
It's you!"
Wang Ling: "..."
"I've heard for a long time about the magical skills of my seniors who can destroy enemies in the blink of an eye. This time I've learned it once and for all, it's better than seeing it once." The old man in white sighed with a sense of shame.
"..."
Wang Ling looked at the old Taoist's broken arm that was still bleeding. Affected by the residual power from before, plus the old Taoist in white who was so excited just now, the wound was bleeding like a fountain. With this amount of bleeding...that is, at the stage of personal transformation,
If it were an ordinary person, the dog would have been taken care of by a long time ago!
"Senior, are you worried about my injury? Don't worry, this wound is nothing. All of this is the result of my inferior skills..."
Wang Ling stared at the old man in white and wanted to say, you are thinking too much...
The old Taoist took out the medicinal powder he had brought with him and sprinkled it on the wound. The bleeding quickly stopped. However, the pain caused by the broken arm and the excitement after identifying Wang Ling as the "killing Taoist" made the old Taoist's face look...
It's red and white, and looks like a beauty, as strange as you want it to be.
"Although we are acting under orders this time, if we knew that the senior Taoist Killer was here, we would never take action! Cruelty has always been the belief of my Ten Saints, and only those who are more cruel than us are worthy of our learning! Back then, we killed lives
When the senior Taoist was ruling the world of cultivation, we were just little saplings waiting to be fed!" When the old Taoist said this, the corners of his eyes were filled with light, and he couldn't help but cry with emotion.
Wang Ling: "..."
The tears were real, and the emotion was also real. Wang Ling knew that these were the inner thoughts of the old man in white. If there was even the slightest hint of fraud, Wang Ling's mind would be able to detect it immediately.
Faced with an enemy who had completely lost his killing intent and lost his ability to fight, who could only express his emotions with his mouth, Wang Ling knew that it was impossible to take action...
The most peculiar thing about Wang Ling is that he has never clearly expressed any attitude until the plot has developed so far! This is all the wishful thinking of the old man in white!
And it is obvious that the old Taoist in white clothes has been completely immersed in his infinite imagination and is completely unable to extricate himself: "...the senior brother and the second senior brother died unjustly! If they knew that the senior Taoist Killer was here, I think they would not
I will take action!"
Wang Ling frowned as he listened to what the white-clothed old man said. To be honest, this situation was giving him a headache.
Maybe if we had simply killed all these people from the beginning, and then passed the blame on to Lord Throwing Thunder, there wouldn't have been so many troubles...
But Wang Ling really rarely kills people, and he will only do it unless there is a real threat to himself. This is also the education Wang Ling has received from his parents since childhood.
The power you are born with is for self-protection, not for trampling on life wantonly... Otherwise, what is the difference between yourself and those protagonists in novels who kill people without distinction and just have fun?!
If you kill this Three Saints, the Four Saints and Five Saints will come to trouble you one after another... Wang Ling frowned because he was thinking. He felt that there must be a more satisfactory solution to this matter than simple and crude murder.
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At this time, another voice came from the three saints: "Senior, are you still worried about the Stone Ghost Face?"
Wang Ling raised his head and looked at the old man in white seriously, wanting to hear his attitude.
The white-clothed old man smiled: "Senior, don't worry, we will not fight for the Stone Ghost Face again. After I go back this time, I will explain the situation to them. Even if I disobey the castle master's order, I will not participate in the action to capture the Stone Ghost Face again."
These words were said sincerely. Wang Ling did not find any flaws and nodded with satisfaction.
Seeing Wang Ling nod, the Three Saints knew that the other party was not angry, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "After this matter is over, I will choose to retire and will not participate in any disputes from now on. This is a little self-punishment for the offending senior."
After saying that, he covered his broken arm and bowed to Wang Ling: "This time, we are really offended! Please forgive me, senior!"
Wang Ling: "..." He killed the two generals on the opposite side through backlash, and ended up apologizing to him in return. At this point, Wang Ling no longer knew what to say.
Now, Wang Ling's mood is very complicated...
Sansheng: "In that case, I won't disturb senior anymore... But before leaving, can senior agree to one more small request of mine?"
Wang Ling looked confused: "?"
The white-clothed Taoist had a flash of inspiration in his left hand, and instantly he had a marker pen, which he handed to Wang Ling. Then he slowly turned around and pointed at his back: "Senior, please sign for me here!
"
"..."
Wang Ling thought for a while, and finally took off the cap of his pen and wrote four words: Serve the country with loyalty...
Signature: Taoist killing, gift...
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The chaos came to an end, Wang Ling took back his clone, and the Thunder-Throwing Lord had already returned from holding the parent-teacher meeting on behalf of Wang's father and mother.
The security captain at the door had already woken up, and the foam at the corners of his mouth had dried up. When he saw True Lord Throwing Thunder back, he immediately grabbed his sleeve and said in a daze: "True Lord! Be careful, True Lord!
There is a Lei Feng who says he is coming to demolish your house!"
Lord Throwing Thunder: "..."
When he got home, Lord Throwing Thunder found a fighting lion with "special effects" tied all over his body, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.
What happened in the past two hours?!
After checking the inventory of cinnabar in the villa, Lord Thousand Thunder suddenly felt like crying, because Wang Ling actually used it all for him! Not even a bit of scum was left! These cinnabars were all mixed with Xuanchen powder by him.
, according to the current market value of Xuanchen powder... Wang Ling's drawing of the talisman instantly cost him at least more than one million!
This is definitely Wang Ling's bad taste...
He decided that the next time Wang Ling came to his home, he would put away all the cinnabar in advance... lest this prodigal thing use up everything!