In the room, after a brief moment of embarrassment, Lin Huang calmly put on his robe and thought about the latter's purpose.
Liu Linglong turned her back to Lin Huang, her cold face slightly blushing.
"I wonder what Miss Liu wants from me?"
Lin Huang said doubtfully.
Liu Linglong's slender and delicate eyebrows moved slightly, as if because the latter knew her name, and then turned around, "Tiandao Sect, Liu Linglong!"
"I heard what Yaoyao said!"
Lin Huang said calmly, leaning slightly towards Liu Linglong with a somewhat defensive posture. This woman may seem weak, but she is actually in the realm of the King of Martial Arts, and is stronger than the young man in sackcloth.
"Yaoyao? That weird little girl!"
There was a slight smile on Liu Linglong's face, but combined with the cold face, the smile was always a little light, and it was hard to tell whether the smile was real or fake.
"Don't know what to call me?"
Liu Linglong then asked.
"Lin Changsheng!"
Lin Huang said, becoming more and more confused about the latter's purpose. According to common sense, the two were incompatible with each other, and the latter didn't even know his own name.
It is impossible for Lin Huang to be like Xiaopang Bai, who always thinks that he is as beautiful as a flower.
"How about we find a place to chat?"
Liu Linglong also seemed to think that chatting in a man's room was offensive, so she said in a suggestive manner.
Lin Huang nodded.
Not long after, the two of them appeared in a restaurant on the ferry. They looked very impressive. Lin Huang glanced at them and saw that the lowest price for a bottle of wine cost one hundred spiritual stones.
"Let me tell you first, I don't have money to chat here!"
This was Lin Huang's first sentence after sitting down.
Liu Linglong burst out laughing, looking extraordinarily charming, like a begonia flower suddenly blooming in the ice and snow, she covered her mouth and smiled softly:
"Don't worry, Tiandao Sect has accounts here. All the expenses incurred by the disciples on the ferry will be settled directly by the sect!"
"atmosphere!"
Lin Huang said seriously.
After the two ordered a few exquisite dishes, they started chatting. Lin Huang no longer asked the latter about his purpose, but Liu Linglong seemed to be waiting for Lin Huang to ask questions.
It's like a silent battle.
After half a stick of incense, Liu Linglong gradually brought the topic to the main topic, "I wonder if Junior Brother Lin went to Taixuan Territory to travel? Or to pursue martial arts?"
"I estimate that I will stay in Taixuan Realm for a long time!"
Lin Huang laughed and said, holding the chopsticks in his hand, but he didn't pick up the food from the beginning to the end... The mouth of an eater is short!
"So, does Junior Brother Lin know the division of forces in the Taixuan Domain?"
"I have generally heard of it. The Tiandao Sect that Miss Liu belongs to is one of the behemoths!"
"So Junior Brother Lin also knows that the general election of the three sects and six houses of Taixuan Domain will be over in three months?"
Liu Linglong continued.
Lin Huang shook his head, "I'm not sure about this!"
"That's it..."
Liu Linglong whispered softly, and then said, "I wonder if Junior Brother Lin is willing to be a guest at Tiandao Sect?"
Lin Huang immediately knew Liu Linglong's intention, but he immediately smiled in his heart, and then said: "I'm afraid I'm not qualified yet!"
"Marquis Wu who is less than nineteen years old is rare even in Taixuan Domain. Junior Brother Lin is naturally qualified. It may not take three years to become an inner disciple of Tiandao Sect!"
Liu Linglong said with slight praise.
"With my humble level...in front of Miss Liu, I am a bit out of my league!"
Lin Huang put down his chopsticks and said with a smile.
While the two were talking, two people suddenly walked into the restaurant, attracting Lin Huang's attention.
I saw a handsome young man in purple clothes walking lazily, with a jade pendant dangling in his hand. He entered the restaurant with a graceful attitude, glanced at the restaurant, and walked towards a seat by the window.
Behind the young man, followed a decayed old man.
After the young man in purple passed the table where Liu Linglong and Lin Huang were sitting, he suddenly stepped back and looked at the beautiful Liu Linglong, with a bright smile on his face.
"My name is Song Xieyang!"
The young man in purple introduced himself to Liu Linglong, and then sat on the other side of the table with the two of them without their permission.
The withered old man stood respectfully behind Song Xieyang.
Looking at Song Xieyang who was sitting down, Lin Huang crossed his hands and twirled his index fingers, thinking about a series of things that had happened since Liu Linglong appeared in his room until now.
After Song Xieyang sat down, he didn't even look at Lin Huang. All the latter's energy was used to deal with Liu Linglong, talking to Liu Linglong in a noble and warm manner.
Liu Linglong seemed a little bored with the unexpected people, and was a little indifferent to Song Xieyang's conversation. A pair of clear and watery eyes signaled to Lin Huang, hoping that Lin Huang could help her out.
Lin Huang had a smile on his face, but he seemed unaware of Liu Linglong's situation.
Finally, about half a quarter of an hour later, a very charming and beautiful woman appeared at the door of the restaurant, gesturing to Liu Linglong from a distance.
Liu Linglong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and bowed slightly, "Junior Brother Lin, I'll come as soon as I go!"
Afterwards, Liu Linglong left without even greeting Song Xieyang, walking quickly towards the charming and beautiful woman.
Song Xieyang's expression became slightly stiff, which seemed to be because of Liu Linglong's indifference, and also because he and Lin Huang had nothing to talk to.
Two people sat at a table, silent.
Song Xieyang picked up the dishes haphazardly with a pair of chopsticks. He had no appetite, but he picked up all the dishes. It was really the style of a child from a noble family.
Lin Huang sat with a calm expression, waiting for Song Xieyang to speak.
But Song Xieyang never spoke to Lin Huang.
About half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Huang stood up and wanted to walk out of the building.
"Wait a moment!"
As soon as Lin Huang stood up, Song Xieyang spoke, but the latter was still concentrating on playing with the dishes and never raised his head to look at Lin Huang.
"What's the matter?"
Lin Huang sat back and began to pour himself a glass of wine.
"You should know where I'm from!"
Song Xieyang wrote lightly, dropped the chopsticks in his hands, leaned lazily on the chair, and looked at the forest wasteland indifferently, looking slightly condescending.
"I've heard of it!"
Lin Huang sipped his wine and said.
"If you were a smart man, you would know what I would say to you!"
Song Xieyang continued.
Lin Huang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I let you down, I didn't know!"
Song Xieyang snorted slightly, then raised his fingers at the old man behind him and said, "You tell me!"
The old man following Song Xieyang coughed slightly, and at the same time raised his drooped eyelids, staring at Lin Huang without any emotion...
In an instant, Lin Huang felt a murderous intent all around him!
After the old man cleared his throat, he spoke: "Outside the ferry, the formation master who assassinated you has been thrown into the sea. There should be no bones left now!"
"oh……"
Lin Huang raised his voice and looked at the old man with raised eyebrows.
"Song Changling is just an unknown scholar. If you kill him, the world will not change at all! You will not have any worries!"
The old man continued.
"How much is he worth?"
Lin Huang asked Song Changling's price.
"One hundred thousand pearls and spiritual stones!"
The old man spoke.
Lin Huang smiled, with sarcasm in his smile.
"...a million!"
Song Xieyang faintly stretched out a finger, "This one million is enough to consume your daily resources from the realm of Wuhou to Wuhuang!"
"What if I don't agree?"
Lin Huang leaned back and leaned on the chair.
The old man immediately took a step forward, and a terrifying aura like needles penetrated Lin Huang's body, and his hoarse voice was filled with murderous intent: