Chapter 9 The Ink Flame Martial Arts Pavilion is chaotic with sandalwood
After Hai Lao left, Su Liangzheng shook his head, closed the door and sat back on the main seat.
Su Bailing took two steps forward, and was about to surrender his hand to plead guilty, but Su Liangzheng raised his hand: "No need, I still know your character, if you are not a person who should be killed, you will never be killed." ”
Su Bailing still bowed.
Su Moling looked at Su Bailing, who looked indifferent, and Su Liangzheng, who looked helpless, she trotted to Su Liangzheng's side and climbed on Su Liangzheng's legs: "Daddy, what's wrong?" That Uncle Hai seemed to be very unhappy just now. ”
Su Liangzheng looked at his little daughter and sighed.
To be honest, he thinks that it would be a good thing if Su Bailing could become Hai Lao's disciple, although Hai Lao acted according to his mood and had done a lot of things with a bad reputation, but he was extremely protective of his shortcomings. If Bai Ling had such a backer, he would return to the Snow Saint Kingdom in the future, and he would be able to rely on multiple existences.
After all, the Ink Flame was the farthest country from the Snow Saint Kingdom among the Seven Great Powers.
Originally, he wanted to call this little girl and listen to her thoughts, but now that this little girl asked him like this, he didn't know how to answer.
"Tsk, isn't Mo'er going to practice martial arts? Daddy will take you to the martial arts hall today, are you happy? Shogun Takeo, who didn't know how to answer, decided to change the subject.
"Yes, yes! Mo'er wants to go! Su Moling jumped off Su Liangzheng's body again and ran in front of Su Bailing, "Brother is also going?" ”
Su Moling didn't think that Hai Lao had given up just now—someone like him would never turn the page so simply.
Therefore, if he didn't take his sought-after brother with him, when Su Moling came back horribly, his brother had already been kidnapped by the old man.
"Well, Bai Ling, you can also accompany your sister." Su Liangzheng also believes that Su Bailing cannot be left alone for the time being.
In this way, the three of Su Fu's father and daughter got into a carriage and came to the first martial arts hall of Ink Flame - Ink Flame Martial Arts Hall, which was named after the Ink Flame Country.
The Ink Flame Martial Arts Hall is the tallest building in the Ink Flame Country, and his floors are as high as seventeen floors, each of which has a unique meaning, such as Su Baiyu, the eldest son of Su Mansion, who was born in the third grade, and his rank is a martial artist, and he can cultivate on the twelfth floor.
Although Mo Yanguo is not a place where masters of the rivers and lakes gather, it is also indispensable for a few Martial Emperors to protect the country, Su Liangzheng's grandfather Old Man Su and the real master behind the Martial Arts Pavilion are all Martial Emperors, Ren Hai Lao is rampant, and he has to give them a few thin noodles in broad daylight.
Thinking like this, Su Liangzheng said to the brother and sister: "You guys take a look in the martial arts hall at will, don't leave the martial arts hall, and my father will go find Wu Qin." ”
Wu Qin is the owner of the Ink Flame Martial Arts Pavilion, although the realm is only a martial king, but his status and treatment are comparable to that of the county king.
Su Bailing took Su Moling's little hand, while Su Moling was observing the martial arts hall, and the brother and sister walked casually.
Suddenly, Su Moling's nose smelled a familiar smell.
Messy sandalwood! Su Moling was sure that he was not wrong!
This incense smells similar to ordinary sandalwood, but the effect is completely different. This incense can distract people, plunge into illusions in a matter of minutes, and is best suited for public tasks. This incense has accompanied Su Moling for a lot of time in his previous life, as long as there is a seemingly natural disorder, which makes people busy and self-assured, the task will only be one shot away from success.
It's just that I didn't think about it, sandalwood, a kind of incense that is extremely difficult to cultivate in the high-tech world where she lived in her previous life, can be counted on five fingers by anyone who knows its existence. This world actually exists...... And that's how she saw it!
With such a big stroke, could it be that Hai Lao really wants to intercept people in front of the public in the Ink Flame Martial Arts Pavilion?!
Su Moling immediately held her breath, and she looked around the martial arts hall, looking for someone she couldn't judge the rank.
Indeed, as long as the sandalwood is messed up and everyone hallucinates, he will take Su Bailing away with the strength of Emperor Wu unknowingly and leave the Ink Flame Country immediately, who knows that he did it? Even if some people speculate, but there is no evidence, witnesses, how can they take a martial emperor who does not belong to any national power?
No, no, no...... Neither.
Where is it? Where the hell is it?
"Mo'er, what's wrong with you?"
Looking at his sister in the martial arts hall with a nervous face after suddenly breaking free from his hands, Su Bailing wondered.
Su Moling didn't have time to pay attention to Su Bailing at this time, she continued to scan the entire martial arts hall, if she didn't extinguish this mess of sandalwood......
She could only ......
Su Moling clenched her fists, she would not prevent someone who had the ability from becoming Su Bailing's master, but Hai Lao had the same aura as that man, no one could be him!
If he wanted to kidnap Su Bailing, she could only kill him!
Su Moling was not sure that she would be able to kill a Martial Emperor, and in terms of strength, she couldn't even take Hai Lao's moves, but she didn't need to deal with Hai Lao's moves...... She's learning to kill with one hit!
Today, she doesn't have many tools and poisons, but she is also defenseless.
Noticing that his sister was really nervous, Su Bailing took Su Moling's little hand again. This little hand is usually warm, but it is a little cold at this time.
Su Moling looked at Su Bailing, and suddenly, there was an idea.
She didn't need to find out who was responsible, she just needed to find the source of the mess of sandalwood, did she?
"Brother, this smell is so bad, Mo'er is so uncomfortable."
"Sandalwood?" Su Bailing frowned.
Whether it is spiritual or martial cultivation, the five senses are stronger than ordinary people, and the five senses of spiritual cultivation are even more powerful.
In just an instant, Su Bailing picked up Su Moling and jumped to the top of the martial arts hall, he casually picked up a small piece of sand on the ground and shot it forward.
With a "thump-" sound, the container containing the messy sandalwood fell to the ground.
That's not enough! Su Moling broke free from Su Bailing's arms, ran to the sandalwood, and extinguished the incense.
It was the first time Su Bailing had seen something that his sister was so afraid of, but he didn't expect it to be sandalwood.
"Let's go, this is not a place to stay."
On the top floor of the Ink Flame Martial Arts Hall, at least those who can come up are above the Martial King or people with special identities, if it is found that the brother and sister have come, it will be an accident.
Listening to Su Bailing's voice, Su Moling secretly put the remaining messy sandalwood into his sleeve.
After the two left, a figure hidden in the darkness in the attic moved slightly.
"Interesting."
It was only a man who could be judged by his voice.
"I didn't expect my plan to be messed up by a little girl like this."
"But...... It doesn't matter, the enchantment on this top floor can only be brought up by those who have been recognized or spiritual. In that case, this side - is a lot more interesting. ”