Los Angeles, Changqing Baths.

Although it is early summer, there are still no fewer people in Changqing Bathhouse.

There are the Luo River and the Yi River near Los Angeles to bathe, but the river water is not as warm and pleasant as the hot springs.

Xue Ling booked a private room as usual, walked into the locked door and untied his clothes, and by the way, soaked his whole body in the warm spring water.

In the hot spring, Xue Ling stretched out an arm.

The arm is snow-white and smooth, it is the arm of an eldest lady who has lived in the boudoir for a long time, but under Xue Ling's silent luck, this arm is slowly wrapped in a layer of light gold, as if covered with a layer of gold dust.

This is the Shaolin King Kong is not bad.

Since that day Kongwu introduced the seeds of the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill into her body, Xue Ling has the foundation of cultivating the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill, and then cooperates with the corresponding cheats, including those mental methods and cultivation actions, now it is only half a month, Xue Ling's Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill has a small success, although it is said that it can't be like Kongwu, the whole body Vajra is not bad, and the power is infinite, but Xue Ling can already make any part of the body infused with the true qi of Vajra is not bad, and temporarily achieve the effect of Vajra is not bad, instead of being attacked by a tiger at the beginning, can only rely on the internal power of the seed of the automatic body protection.

Perhaps in a sense, Xue Ling is now a half-third-grade master.

It's kind of ridiculous when you think about it.

The little monk of the Dragon Boat Festival lived in the store well, he has now gradually accepted the fact that he may actually be a girl, and even began to like his girl's appearance, Xue Ling was a little anxious about this, and once specifically told Fang Bei, but Fang Bei's answer made Xue Ling speechless.

Fang Bei said: "Since Buddhism believes that all laws are empty and red, and there are pink skeletons, what is the difference between men and women?" If the Dragon Boat Festival is really a monk destined to become a Buddha in the future, then how can he mind this? ”

"If his Buddha-nature ends here, then there is nothing we can do about it?"

At this moment, Xue Ling really felt that he couldn't say a word.

However, at present, the Dragon Boat Festival seems to be quite self-satisfied, serving tea and water at the inn every day, and becoming Fang Bei's right-hand man, and by the way, Fang Bei also taught him the "correct" way of speaking.

Well, now the Lolita sound of the Dragon Boat Festival is really clear and crisp, sometimes soft and sweet, and Xue Ling is a little envious when she hears it.

What is called male rabbit feet fluttering, what is called female rabbit eyes blurred.

In ancient times, Hua Mulan served in the army on behalf of her father, and women dressed as men did not let her eyebrows, and only the Dragon Boat Festival mixed inn, women dressed as men dared to laugh and Jiao'er was not enough to be a mother.

The world is so broken.

Thinking like this, Xue Ling couldn't help but cover his face silently.

However, the Dragon Boat Festival is already eleven years old, at least one year, at most three years, he will develop, and by that time he will grow a beard and an Adam's apple, and if he changes his voice, this female lady will not be able to pretend.

But it may not take that long, and the Dragon Boat Festival women's clothing is essentially to avoid possible danger and tracking.

And at the moment, Ningxia and Heiwu, who have even had a relationship with the Dragon Boat Festival, have not recognized it, so it can be said that it is basic insurance.

Of course, until now, Ningxia and Hei Wu still live in the Xiao Soul Inn, Xue Ling and here Ah look up and don't look down, but after getting acquainted, the hostility between them is not so heavy, especially Hei Wu, originally Xue Ling was very worried about Hei Wu, after all, when he fought with Kongwu, his barbarism and mania gave Xue Ling a deep impression, not to mention that martial arts are also masters who can rank among the top in the world.

But I don't know why, but I've been so well-behaved these days, probably because the injury hasn't healed yet, in short, I'm inseparable from Ningxia every day, occasionally going out shopping, and spending more time staying in my own room to recuperate and cultivate.

As for the question of why Ningxia stayed in Los Angeles and didn't leave, Xue Ling was actually a little strange, after all, now that Kongwu was dead, no one knew that the relics of the Kongwu monk were in Fang Bei's hands, and no one knew that his only disciple was in the Xiao Soul Inn, if Ningxia came for the relics, then it was almost time to leave.

Could it be because of Kurono's injury?

Xue Ling didn't understand too much.

Thinking of this, Xue Ling stood up from the hot spring bath, the water droplets kept dripping down her body, she wrapped herself in a snow-white and fluffy bath towel, pushed open the secret door of the bathroom cubicle again, and walked down the secret passage.

Today, it's time for a routine debriefing again.

Knocking on the door and entering, Mr. Zou still had his back to Xue Ling, and Xue Ling saluted to this old man, this is under the Yellow Spring, and it is also the most hidden and safe place in the world.

"Sora is dead?" Old Mr. Zou didn't wait for Xue Ling to speak, and asked directly.

Xue Ling nodded yes.

"Where's the relic?" Mr. Zou continued to ask.

"We didn't see any relics." Xue Ling replied.

Mr. Zou sighed lightly: "When Kongwu died, where were you?" ”

"Because the battle between Sora and Kuroai is too fierce, we are hiding in the distance." Xue Ling said: "By the time the battle is over, the battlefield will be empty. ”

"And what about the little monk beside Kongwu?" Mr. Zou continued to ask.

"Nor is it nowhere to be seen." Xue Ling replied.

Mr. Zou sighed and stopped asking about empty enlightenment.

"You're the secret sentry of the brocade guard." Mr. Zou said.

"I understand." Xue Ling nodded.

"Your words and deeds represent the will of Jinyiwei and the will of the emperor." Mr. Zou continued.

"I understand." Xue Ling nodded.

"Do you remember what your mission was this time?" Mr. Zou said.

"Try to find out the truth about Zhou Haitian's assassination and find out the real culprit." Xue Ling said: "And provide intelligence if possible to uproot the hive." ”

"Just remember." Mr. Zou said: "At all times, you must remember where your roots are, only when the roots are there, can the tree survive." ”

"Mr. Xie Zou's teachings." Xue Ling said.

"You can go back." Mr. Zou said lightly.

Xue Ling saluted and retired, and the footsteps quietly went away.

When the room returned to silence, Mr. Zou snorted coldly: "Woman! ”

"Tell the top." He whispered into the darkness.

"Tell what?" Someone in the dark asked.

"Tell the above, Xue Ling is not so reliable."

"Or rather, she's never been reliable."

"So." The man in the dark asked, "Should we get rid of Xue Ling?" Or expose her identity and let the hive execute her? ”

"I can't do that." Mr. Zou shook his head and said: "Xue Ling is the only one of us who can penetrate the inside of the hive, and she has not torn her face for the time being, she is still valuable to us." ”

"Still."

Mr. Zou sneered.

"It's just that there's value right now."