Chapter 109: Killer of the Night
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Jiang Ling suddenly felt that it was a little inappropriate for Elder Xuanfeng to directly name it.
Elder Xuanfeng wondered, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Ling thought for a while and said: "The matter of the barbaric burial dragon pit has a great impact, I'm afraid that decent people in the whole continent are chasing and killing me, if people know that I am Jiang Ling, who is making a lot of trouble, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble, so ...... I want to win the martial arts tournament next week with my strength, and I will win the quota with Ming Zhengyan. ā
Xuan Feng squinted his eyes and guessed Jiang Ling's careful thoughts, he knew that Jiang Ling didn't want to owe the Martial God Academy a favor so he said so.
He smiled and said, "It's okay, you rest for one night first, and tomorrow I will take you to King Yue to ask for tendon and bone ointment, that's a good thing, and I'm sure you will be alive and well after using it." ā
Xuan Feng squinted at Jiang Ling and said, "Lest you have too many dreams at night, can the little brother hand over the keel to me first, I will discuss with Senior Brother Diqing how to deal with the keel." ā
Jiang Ling saw that Elder Xuanfeng was very honest, unlike intrigue, and he didn't maintain a strong sense of vigilance.
He touched the mustard bracelet and found that it had not been touched, and thought to himself, "The elder took the mustard bracelet and did not destroy the barrier I set, and those who uphold morality will not steal, so how can I doubt him?"
Jiang Ling decisively took out the keel in the mustard seed bracelet, the keel had not seen sunlight for many days, it was a little dim, and it did not have the golden appearance when it was taken out of the burial dragon pit.
"Here, a bone. ā
Jiang Ling threw the keel to Xuan Feng without hesitation.
Elder Xuanfeng received the keel and looked cautiously like a treasure, his squinted eyes showed curiosity when he saw the smooth arc of the keel.
"This is the keel, it's incredible, little brother, I'm giving you a gift after the senior brother cracks the secret of the keel. ā
The gift given by Xuanfeng, a high-level swordsmith at the Xuan level, should not be very bad, Jiang Ling pondered in his heart that he had made a lot of money this time.
"What gift?"
Xuan Feng squinted, laughed, put away the keel and smiled: "A swordsmanship!"
"Swordsmanship?"
Jiang Ling really hoped to get a sword technique, since he got the Bloodthirsty Nether Sword, he didn't know the power of the Bloodthirsty Nether Sword, and he hadn't learned the sword spectrum, and when he encountered an enemy, he just waved the Bloodthirsty Nether Sword indiscriminately.
With swordsmanship, it is different, and the sword spectrum can be equivalent to obtaining a combat skill, which can greatly improve the actual combat ability.
"It's not too early, you go to Tietou first, let him arrange a room for you to rest, and follow me to see King Yue tomorrow morning." ā
Jiang Ling was also a little tired, especially after doing it with the head snake black charcoal, his body was consumed a lot.
Jiang Ling walked out of Elder Xuanfeng's room, and the iron-headed captain came up unconsciously, his eyes revealing curiosity.
Tietou touched his head and asked, "Little brother Lin Jiang, what is the master looking for you?"
Jiang Ling was naturally not stupid enough to tell others about the agreement with Elder Xuanfeng, he smiled lightly: "It's nothing, I bumped into an old man on the road before, but I didn't expect the old man to be Elder Xuanfeng, and there are some things that need to be explained clearly in person." ā
Tietou knew that Jiang Ling was unwilling to tell the truth, so he didn't continue to ask.
He walked in front, pointed to the house not far away, and said, "Little brother, it's getting late, I'll arrange a room for you." ā
Jiang Ling shook his head and responded: "Captain Iron Head, you have worked hard, I promised the sword idiot to go to his house to drink chicken soup and not stay in the Martial God Academy for the night, tomorrow morning, I will come over to find Elder Xuanfeng." ā
Jiang Ling insisted on leaving, but the iron head couldn't stop him, so he had to respectfully send Jiang Ling out, and explained: "Little brother Lin Jiang, go well, pay attention to the black charcoal, and beware of him asking you for trouble." ā
Tietou has always known the temperament of the head snake black charcoal, and he will definitely not give up if he suffers a loss, he is only responsible for the safety of the Martial God Academy, and he can't take care of other things, so he reminded him.
Time flies, the sun sets, and the day is almost over in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Jiang Ling was an eye-opener, visiting many places in the capital of Yue Guoguo, he especially recalled the signature dishes of Chunmanlou, and every time he thought of it, he couldn't help but chew it in his mouth.
Along the way he came, Jiang Ling soon saw the humble swordsmithing workshop again.
There was still an iron-making furnace and a pile of discarded blackiron stones at the door of the swordsmith's workshop, as well as a large vat of water for quenching.
"Brother Sword Idiot, Sister Heya. ā
Jiang Ling returned to the Sword Casting Workshop, and the whole person was a lot more relaxed, and an inexplicable sense of intimacy rose from the bottom of his heart. Before he walked in the door, he hurriedly called out to the sword idiot and the river sister brothers.
The door was slowly pushed open, stretching out a head with hair tied up, Heya was holding an oil lamp with a smile on her face, and when she saw Lin Jiang coming, she was immediately very happy, and greeted: "Brother Sword Idiot said that you will come tonight, let me go to the vegetable market to buy chicken stew, I have already made it, and you will not come." ā
Jiang Ling smiled embarrassedly and explained, "Elder Xuanfeng has something to do with me, and I have been delayed. ā
The sword idiot heard that there was a noise outside the door and followed him out of the next room, and he was overjoyed to see Jiang Ling.
"Heya, don't hurry up and heat up the chicken soup, Lin Jiang is our God of Wealth, make up for him. ā
"Okay, I'm going to heat it up. ā
He Ya lit the fire diligently, and was busy tossing the meal.
"God of Wealth?"
Jiang Ling remembered the matter of writing a letter to King Yue, laughed, and asked eagerly, "What was King Yue like when he came?"
The scene of the sword idiot 1510 is described again, focusing on the panicked appearance of King Yue.
Jiang Ling felt that the family was very kind and gave him a kind of homely warmth.
It didn't take long for Heya to come out with wine and food.
"God of Wealth, we just fished you out of the river, but you asked King Yue to give us two boxes of gold coins, it is really our God of Wealth!"
Jiang Ling devoured the dishes, drank the soup, and praised: "Sister Heya's cooking skills are really good, better than the guys in Chunmanlou." ā
"Eat more, eat slowly, don't choke. ā
"Brother Sword Idiot, I toast you. ā
......
After eating and drinking, Jiang Ling wanted to sleep beautifully, the sword idiot brother and sister were poor and there were not many rooms, so Jiang Ling had to sleep in the bed originally prepared for him
Sleepiness hits, and I fall asleep unconsciously.
Jiang Ling slept soundly, thinking of a lot of unfinished business, thinking of the cold fragrance that worried him, and thinking of his good brothers Ye Han and Chu Tianyu......
Although the memories of the third life with Hanxiang in his mind were not very clear and intermittent, but in the ice room of the burial dragon pit, that night was gentle, like an eternal memory engraved in his heart, and he couldn't forget it.
"Click!"
There was a sound of tiles breaking from the roof, and Jiang Ling's spiritual power suddenly detected that there were people on the roof, not just one person but five or six.
He got up sensitively, arched the quilt with his hands and feet, stuffed a pillow inside the quilt, and used the pillow to pretend that he was sleeping in bed, and he blew out the oil lamp and hid behind the door in a place that was not easy to find.
Walking on the tile without knocking on the door in the middle of the night, he is either a gentleman on the beam or a night killer.
The heart of guarding against people is indispensable, Jiang Ling didn't want to make a mess at this juncture, he hid behind the door and quietly observed.
The moon was dark and windy, the roof tiles were trampled on a creakling sound, the tiles in one place were slowly removed, the moonlight poured down through the gaps, and objects could be faintly seen in the dark rumbling room.
Along with the moonlight, there were five or six black shadows, black cloth masked, and their true faces were not revealed.
The men jumped down with their ropes hanging from them, and without saying a word, raised their swords and slashed at the bed, slashing the quilt pillows on the bed to shreds in a few blows.
The man in black who took the lead found that there was no one on the bed, just a dummy replaced by a pillow, and he was immediately a little disappointed, and handed a look to several other men in black and made a gesture to evacuate.
Come quickly, withdraw quickly.
Five or six men in black pulled the rope and unknowingly withdrew from the room.
After the sound of the roof pressing tiles completely disappeared, Jiang Ling walked out from behind the door with palpitations, a cold sweat on his body, his fists clenched tightly, if it wasn't for more important things to do tomorrow morning, he would have rushed out and beat the group of black-clothed people a lot.
"Night Killer, who's going to do it to me?"
After thinking about it again, he found a detail, judging from the sound of the sword, one of the men in black used a heavy sword.
The man in black was already very hidden, quietly carrying out the assassination, during which no one made a sound, and quickly evacuated after the mission failed, leaving no clues.
Jiang Ling sighed and muttered to himself: "The swordsmith is good at forging swords and also good at assassination, those who come are not good, those who are good do not come, and the one who uses the heavy sword must be the head snake black charcoal." ā
Black Tan came to find trouble, this was all expected by Jiang Ling, humiliating Black Tan in front of so many people during the day, Black Tan must have hatred, and he was afraid of the iron-headed captain of the Martial God Academy, so he didn't dare to look for trouble immediately.
But what Jiang Ling didn't expect was how could his whereabouts be known to Hei Tan? After he came out of the Martial God Academy, he didn't see any special people on the road, and he didn't talk to anyone, so it stands to reason that no one knew his whereabouts except for the Iron Head Captain and the people in the Martial God Academy.
As for the captain of the iron head, he is serious and will never reveal Jiang Ling's whereabouts.
Jiang Ling remembered a sentence, a sentence that Tietou said when he sent him out of the Martial God Academy.
"I know, Hei Tan has a backer in the Martial God Academy, it must be the people in the Martial God Temple who leaked my whereabouts, and Black Tan didn't want to make a big deal and didn't want to expose his identity, so he pretended to be a man in black and assassinated unknowingly. ā
"It seems that the Martial God Academy is not all good people, there are good people, there are bad people, this time, the assassination was not successful, they will definitely not give up, they will definitely look for trouble again. ā
"Next week is the Martial God Academy's martial arts selection team, these people will definitely jump out of the water, it seems that I have to recover my muscles and veins as soon as possible and get back the Bloodthirsty Nether Sword. ā
Jiang Ling looked at the pillows and quilts that had been chopped to shreds on the bed, and an ominous premonition surged from the bottom of his heart.
The surface is calm, and the underground undercurrent is surging.