Chapter 277 Brother Dong is also full of energy today!
A normal spiritual sword would be tested after being away from its master for a certain distance, but Jingke was different. His aura was sensed by Wang Ling from beginning to end.
This is the benefit of practicing once a month to increase the tacit understanding of Spirit Sword and Sword Spirit.
Wang Ling sat cross-legged on the bed and felt Jingke's breath carefully. He felt as if there was a radar installed in his mind. He knew exactly where Jingke was.
It had only been more than an hour before True Lord Throwing Lei saw Wang Ling open his eyes: "What's going on, brother Ling, is there any news?"
Wang Ling used memory sketching to draw a map and then marked a red dot on the map.
"This is..." Lord Throwing Thunder frowned. He did not expect that the final stronghold of the Immortal Mansion would be in the Winter Market.
The geographical location of Winter Market is relatively special. It is located in the extreme north of Huaxiu Kingdom, and is exactly opposite to Xiao Hei's border laboratory, located at the two end points of the map.
The reason why the Winter Market is special is because the severe cold there is not something that ordinary people can bear, and there are basically no ordinary people living there. All kinds of magic weapon dealers in the cultivation circle hate this place very much, because there are often magic weapons that have just been taken out of their pockets.
In the case of being directly frozen, low-quality magic weapons have no room to survive in the winter market.
Lord Throwing Thunder had previously speculated on the possible locations of many Immortal Mansion headquarters, but he did not take the Winter Market into consideration. Although the environment in the Winter Market is very harsh, it is very suitable for practice, and many people from the Hua Xiu Kingdom are stationed there.
Military cultivation troops...According to common sense, no dark faction would dare to make trouble here.
However, True Lord Throwing Thunder still miscalculated.
"It's actually the winter market." The young man in white pursed his lips. He should have thought of it a long time ago!
However, even though we knew the final location of the Xianfu headquarters, how to get there became a new problem.
Winter Market is a city without an airport. There have been many accidents in which engines were frozen directly in Winter Market. Therefore, the general way to get to Winter Market is to take a high-speed train.
"Can't we teleport?" Loopy Toad, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly asked.
Lord Throwing Thunder was extremely surprised: "When will Brother Ha be able to speak?"
Loopy Ha: "...I've always been good at talking, right?"
"Then I'm really sorry. I thought those who followed Brother Ling were all stupid people." Zhenjun Grenade-throwing laughed: "Because there are many troops stationed in Dongshi, the monitoring of outsiders is very strict. The Immortal Mansion's
Since the headquarters is there, most of their senior officials have hidden identities there. We used our third-generation ID cards as bullet trains to get there. Going through the formal process is actually the safest way. If we let your brother take us to teleport there, we would be safe if we encounter the police.
It would be embarrassing to come and check our ID cards.”
Having said this, True Lord Throwing Thunder turned his gaze to Wang Ling: "What about it, brother Ling, have you decided?"
Wang Ling sighed, raised his head, and looked at the direction of the winter market.
Listen to you.
Without any other words, he looked at Lord Throwing Thunder and said through a message.
Having said that, Wang Ling suddenly remembered that even though he had grown up, he seemed to have never ridden on a high-speed train...
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The tenth week of school starts on Monday, June 26th.
Wang Ling left a clone to go to school on his behalf.
As soon as the sky started to light up slightly, Wang Ling had arrived at Songhai City Railway Station.
At this time, the breakfast stall had just been set up, and the pancake and fruit stall had just been preheated. Wang Ling stepped into the VIP waiting room exclusively for cultivators. At this time, the number of people was relatively sparse. If he had to wait another hour, there would be more people outside.
The number of people in the ordinary waiting hall will skyrocket.
The train ticket to the Winter Market was booked by Lord Throwing Thunder, and the departure time is 6:40.
Wang Ling has no habit of being late and prefers to arrive early.
He lowered his head and glanced at the estimated arrival time marked on the train ticket. It would take a total of three hours to take the train from here to the winter market. After three hours, the dark faction that had been harassing him would be completely defeated.
disappeared from the earth.
Wang Ling looked at the train ticket and sighed deeply.
He just wants to live an ordinary life...
Why do you have to force him to take action...
While he was thinking about it, Wang Ling's watch phone rang.
It was a call from Lord Throwing Thunder.
"Brother Ling, have you arrived already? I just picked up Brother Luo, and I'm going to the station now. It will take about ten minutes to get there! Also going with us is Master Cailian from the group." Diurei Zhen
Jun said: "Brother Dong is not with us... Well, he must be in trouble. Let's see if we can help him later."
"???" Wang Ling showed a confused expression.
"It's like this, you know, he raised a fighting lion. Recently, this fighting lion happened to be in estrus again..."
Wang Ling's eyes showed a look of surprise: "..." So, this fighting lion gave his master to...
Lord Throwing Thunder: "Brother, please don't think wrong... Yesterday, when this fighting lion was in heat, it happened to be disturbed by Brother Dong, so now it keeps biting his head and won't come down."
Wang Ling: "..."
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About five minutes after Lord Throwing Lei hung up the phone, Wang Ling saw a young man with blood all over his upper body walking into the VIP waiting room carrying a fighting lion with a calm expression. He thought what Lord Thousand Thunder had said
In that case, this fighting lion bit Toya Sennin's head and refused to let go...
Wang Ling: "...
This scene would be extremely terrifying and shocking to anyone, let alone Wang Ling.
The security personnel followed Toya Sennin, looking like they wanted to stop this illegal behavior of bringing pets into the waiting hall, but they were too afraid to step forward. In the end, they had to hold up a portable horn from a distance and issue a warning: "
The gentleman in front of you! Pets are not allowed in this waiting hall!"
Dou Shi was disturbed by the scream of the loudspeaker and glanced at the security guards with his peripheral vision. The security guards immediately secreted beads of sweat on their faces and did not dare to speak at all.
Every one of them had tears on their faces...Mom, this lion fight is a bit scary!
"Hi, Senior Ling!"
The young man felt Wang Ling's aura. He raised his hand and greeted Wang Ling from afar.
Wang Ling: "..."
Knowing that Wang Ling was ahead, Toya Sennin seemed to have found a life-saving straw: "Senior Ling...can you help me get it down?"
Wang Ling sighed, deliberately moved around, headed in the direction behind Fighting Lion, and slowly leaned towards Toya Sennin.
Walking behind Dou Shi, Wang Ling stretched out a finger, spread a breath around his finger, and poked Dou Shi's broad back.
The fighting lion, who originally had an agitated look on his face, was immediately so frightened that the hair on his body stood up and he jumped off Toya Sennin.
The fighting lion was so frightened by Wang Ling that he curled up on the ground and trembled.
"Thank you, Senior Ling!" Finally breathing fresh air again, the young man felt as if he had received an amnesty.
Not caring about the mess on his body, he squatted down and touched the lower body of Dou Shi, and finally sighed deeply: "Now, not only is the estrus over... I'm afraid there will be no estrus in the future.