'It seems that someone sent me to Qinglong Pavilion...'
Lu Jiu glanced at the uniform uniforms of Qinglong Pavilion disciples beside the bed and thought to himself.
This one is easy to recognize.
Little green dragon.
"Um?"
Lu Jiu suddenly discovered that there was a scarlet blood stain on his white clothes, which looked particularly eye-catching.
And the location is very strange, it is actually a little behind my right leg.
The fact that the blood stain is in this position means that it was not stained red by your own blood.
Of course, it's also possible that he got it when he rolled down the steps.
But no matter how it was done, Lu Jiu felt that it greatly affected her neatness.
"...I don't know if Master Nie has any extra clothes..."
The corners of Lu Jiu's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless.
This bright red color looks like... on Lu Jiu's white clothes.
"You kid finally woke up."
A voice came from the door, and Nie Qinglong walked in with his hands behind his back.
"Lu Jiu has met the master!"
When Lu Jiu saw the visitor, he quickly bowed.
It seems that I was really rescued by someone and sent to Qinglong Pavilion!
Could it be that he is his master Nie Qinglong?
Thinking of this, Lu Jiu secretly looked at Nie Qinglong.
Nie Qinglong waved his hand and looked slightly embarrassed when he saw Lu Jiu put on this outfit.
Damn it, what idiot did such a good thing that he put Lu Jiu's old clothes together with his new clothes?
You must know that the clothes Lu Jiu is wearing now were used by him as a rag...
"Why did you put on these clothes? Didn't I put a new set of clothes for you?"
Nie Qinglong pointed to a set of Qinglong Pavilion disciples' standard clothes beside the bed.
Lu Jiu scratched his head when he heard this.
"I think it's better to get used to wearing white clothes."
Lu Jiu smiled.
What he didn't know was that the clothes he was wearing had been used as a rag.
"...It's better not to wear your old clothes. You change your clothes first. I'll buy you a new white dress another day."
Nie Qinglong looked a little unnatural, and when he said the word "buy", his heart ached.
But after all, I am also the master of Qinglong Pavilion!
The only disciple wears dirty clothes and never changes them. Wouldn't that be a slap in Nie Qinglong's face?
Then Nie Qinglong walked out with a straight face.
'I have no money to buy new clothes...'
He complained softly in a voice that only he could hear.
Lu Jiu didn't hear it and felt a little strange. He shrugged and listened to Nie Qinglong and changed his clothes.
The uniforms worn by Qinglong Pavilion disciples are actually quite nice.
Wearing a dark undershirt and a smart light cyan outfit, there is a small and exquisite blue dragon logo tattooed on the left chest.
"It looks good, but why is it green..."
Lu Jiu sighed slightly, shook his head helplessly, and left the room.
"Master, you saved me?"
Lu Jiu said with some confusion.
Nie Qinglong, who was standing outside the door with his hands behind his back and dressed as 13, saw him coming out and nodded.
"Let's not mention this matter for now."
"As my only disciple, you are also the only heir to Qinglong Pavilion."
"Qinglong Pavilion is spread over most of Xuanwu Kingdom, with branch halls almost everywhere. There are four elders, eight helmsmen, thirty-six hall masters, one hundred and eight incense masters, and thousands of disciples."
What a great sect!
Lu Jiu couldn't help but admire in his heart when he heard this.
Nie Qinglong paused and asked: "Do you think the relationship between the Assassin organization and the major sects is not good?"
Lu Jiu nodded affirmatively at this time.
My name is on the bounty list!
Lu Jiu didn't believe that the Assassin Organization didn't know that Nie Qinglong had accepted him as his disciple.
Knowing that he is Nie Qinglong's only disciple, but still hanging his name on it, it is obvious that he does not give Qinglong Pavilion face!
"wrong!"
Nie Qinglong said lightly, and then subconsciously wanted to extend his right hand to Lu Jiu, paused, and then put his hand back.
forget……
This is my apprentice, not my nephew...
"The relationship between the various sects and the Assassin organization is not that good, but it is not as bad as you think."
"Do you know why?"
Nie Qinglong showed a mysterious smile at this time.
After hearing this, Lu Jiu thought for a moment and said, "Is it because of funding?"
The elite strategy adopted by the Xuanwu Kingdom means that only those with martial arts talents can become members of the Xuanwu Kingdom.
There are very few ordinary people, and the slum where Zhao Dadong lived before is a complete exception.
That's why Lu Jiu felt that Da Dong was as rare as the giant panda.
There are weak chickens in the Xuanwu Kingdom, but there are not many ordinary people like Zhao Dadong!
Back to the topic.
Various sects will accept disciples with martial arts talents from all over the world.
So how do the various sects operate?
Where do the funds come from?
Naturally, he became an assassin.
"That's right." Nie Qinglong smiled, and then said: "Therefore, even if some people from small sects are assassinated by the assassin organization, they dare not speak out."
Lu Jiu was stunned when he heard this.
It seems that I thought wrong before. The relationship between the Assassin organization and the major sects is completely symbiotic.
Various sects provide the Assassin organization with high-quality sources of fresh blood.
The Assassin Organization provides it with enough funds to maintain the normal operation of the sect.
So from this point of view, Qinglong Pavilion is also like this?
Lu Jiu looked a little strange when he thought of this. Could it be that the master wanted me to be an assassin?
When Nie Qinglong saw Lu Jiu's appearance, he could roughly guess what he was thinking.
"Ahem, our Qinglong Pavilion is an exception."
Nie Qinglong coughed twice.
"We are in the intelligence business, and Bagua Tower is our industry."
"So we don't need to be assassins to get funding."
There was a hint of pride in his tone.
The intelligence industry is extremely profitable!
Especially in the Xuanwu Kingdom, which is full of wars and conflicts, intelligence is equal to gold!
Lu Jiu's eyes lit up when he heard this!
He still owes Miao Xiaowen a lot of money!
Qinglong Pavilion is so wealthy, so his master must not be a poor person!
No matter what you say, you can borrow some from the master first!
Just as Lu Jiu was about to speak, Nie Qinglong spoke before him.
"Do you know why your name is on the assassination list?"
Nie Qinglong said with a serious expression.
Lu Jiu frowned slightly when he heard this.
What does the master mean by this?
Is it possible that the person who put his name on the assassination list is not an enemy of Qinglong Pavilion?
"Shouldn't it be the work of the opposing sect or organization of Qinglong Pavilion?"
Lu Jiu said with some confusion.
Nie Qinglong chuckled upon hearing this.
Then he said slowly:
"I put your name on it!"
There was a hint of complacency in his tone.
"..."
Lu Jiu had a dark look on his face when he heard this.
He felt speechless.
Aren't you my master? Where can any master put his apprentice's name on the assassination list?
Aren't you expecting me to die?
Why do you still want to accept me as your disciple?
"Hmph!" Nie Qinglong suddenly snorted coldly: "You must be scolding me in your heart now, right?"