Ling Wu smiled indifferently when she heard this, then stood on the eaves and said a blessing to Xu Yue: "Ling Wu wants to make a request to you."
Xu Yue raised her eyebrows, smiled slightly, and said casually: "Lingwu, please say, I will definitely do it."
Ling Yun frowned slightly and said softly: "Master, if so..."
Before she could finish her words, Xu Yue raised her hand to interrupt Lingyun and looked at her seriously: "You don't need to say more, I believe Lingwu will definitely not mention too much."
After watching Ling Yun gritting his teeth and lowering his head, Xu Yue moved his gaze to Ling Wu's face and smiled leisurely: "If Ling Wu Club is that kind of person, how can I be worthy of her as an opponent in my heart?"
"I'm so proud of Lingwu, I'm so sorry for her."
Ling Wu chuckled when she heard this, and her eyes were no longer full of murderous aura when she looked at Xu Yue.
Just like Xu Yue no longer has the sharpness of the past, she has returned to her originally gentle and elegant expression.
The enemy is sometimes respectable
Only those who deserve respect will make a person truly treat him as his opponent.
Xu Yue raised her lips lightly and looked at Lingwu with a smile: "Your request has not been said yet."
"These things are all things between us, but they really have nothing to do with others." Ling Wu looked at Xu Yue seriously: "The people living in this alley are all ordinary people who don't know what the situation is. If so, Ling
I hope you can let them go”
Xu Yue sighed: "This is your request?"
After seeing Lingwu nodding and confirming, Xu Yue smiled and raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Actually, you don't need to mention this request at all. If I wanted to kill them, I would have taken action long before you came."
"Oh?" Ling Wu and Ouyang Xi looked at each other, then bowed their knees to Xu Yue and said, "I'm thankful for this."
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When Ling Wu and Ouyang Xi disappeared behind the eaves, Ling Yun hesitated for a moment, walked to Xu Yue, and asked softly: "Master, how about your injury? Do you want your disciple to carry you back?"
Xu Yue waved his hand casually: "My injury is not at all hindered, it's just a little skin injury."