Chapter 130: Ancient Vacation 8
Wen Yulin stepped into Yipinxiang Restaurant, and a woman wearing a veil and holding a sword walked towards her. She had skin like snow, eyebrows like Dai, hair like green silk, and a graceful figure. Breathtaking, quite like an old friend of his.

So, he stretched out his hand to stop the woman in white who was about to step out of the threshold.

The woman said angrily, "What do you want to do?"

"I'm sorry for being presumptuous, Miss. I'm Wen Yulin. When I saw her today, I felt that she looked like an old friend of mine. May I ask her her name?"

Wen Yulin's attitude is sincere and polite.

But Ling Wei didn't buy his account, saying: "I've seen a lot of people like you, and you used the name of an acquaintance to get close to this girl, so that this girl had to wear a veil. I didn't expect that someone would still recognize me. The flowers are blooming, the grass is flourishing, and everyone loves the big beauty."

"Forgive me for taking the liberty, the girl is indeed a natural beauty, dare to ask..."

"Since you know that this girl is naturally beautiful, don't get in my aunt's way, or be careful that I will be rude to you." Ling Wei drew out her sword to scare people.She knew that what Wen Yulin was most afraid of were messy girls, and he was often helpless when dealing with them.

Seeing that Wen Yulin wiped off his sweat, Ling Wei walked away triumphantly.

"Young master." Wen Yulin's attendant came up and said, "That person is somewhat similar to Miss Ling, but Miss Ling has always been reasonable, and there is a vague arrogance in her brows. The woman just now is definitely not Miss Ling."

Wen Yulin was silent, and the moment he retracted his fan and was about to step into Yipinxiang, Ling Wei turned around and shouted to him: "Wen Yulin, my name is Pandora, remember, Pandora!"

It was so loud that the whole street could hear it, like a complete spoiled child.

With this cry, Wen Yulin's last bit of doubt was completely denied.

Wearing a floor-length white dress, with long hair hanging around her waist, Ling Wei was walking slowly on the bustling street.

I haven't seen him for a few years, but Wen Yulin has become more and more handsome. During the days in Tianzi Pavilion, Ling Wei had the best friendship with him, and at the same time she was the most wary of Wen Yulin.She couldn't see through his heart.

Among her peers, Wen Yulin was the only one who didn't call her an ugly girl and made friends with her, but she knew that his thoughts were hidden deep.

Ling Wei was thinking about how to kill Wu Batian.

She thought about it carefully, first went to the headquarters of the Demon Cult, and then went to get to know Wu Batian, and see how to make him suffer the most.And...she was really curious about Bing Po's story.The hypnotism she learned from Bing Po finally came in handy.

Ling Wei couldn't help laughing out loud.

Everyone on the street looked at Ling Wei like a monster.

"What are you looking at!" Ling Wei suppressed her laughter a little, and scolded the person who was looking at her, pulling out her sword slightly, causing passers-by to detour.

Ling Wei couldn't help but said proudly: "Daddy is right. When walking in the rivers and lakes, good people are bullied, and good horses are ridden by others. Only the sword can determine life and death, and justice."

Ling Wei has always understood that a single person is not as good as a thousand troops. In the past six years, she has not only improved her abilities, but also cultivated her own troops.Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle.The accuracy of intelligence cannot be achieved by one person collecting it.

When she was thrown out of the carriage and lying on the street, she told herself to become stronger.Thinking that her hypnotism is invincible, although it is difficult to deal with a master like Wu Batian, there is always a way.

Ling Wei stayed until dark, because she heard the name of Tianzi Pavilion, and heard the chatter of the guys in Jinxiu Pavilion, saying that Miss Ning'er from Tianzi Pavilion was coming.

Ling Wei's next stop is Zhiyun Store, which is her secret base.Xie Changqing, I would like to see how much market share you have eaten up Jinxiu Pavilion?
After Ling Wei left from Xie Changqing, it was already the second night.

The night is filled with darkness, just like ancient memories rushing towards my face.

Ling Wei sat on a big tree, concentrating on playing the flute, the moonlight was like water.From a distance, it looks like a branch growing on the full moon. An immortal sits leaning on the branch, the sound of the flute is better than the moon, and the soft moonlight wraps her whole body, making her even more magnificent.

If you listen carefully, you will hear that what she is playing is exactly the song that Bing Po lured her out of Tianzi Pavilion three years ago.

A ghost-like man appeared in front of Ling Wei, his eyes were empty and lifeless.It seems that her hypnotism has not yet reached its peak.

Because if her hypnosis reaches the highest level, then the hypnotized person will look no different from ordinary people.

Ling Wei found that the internal strength and mental skills given to her by Bing Po are particularly powerful in combination with hypnotism, which can make her hypnotism to a higher level.

Ling Wei said to Wu Batian: "How much do you know about Bing Po? Tell me everything."

"Yes." Wu Batian began to describe the things between him and Bing Po like a puppet on a string.

He said: "12 years ago, Lan Suixin and I were in a difficult situation, and Bing Po rescued us. We saw Bing Po's swordsmanship, so we got acquainted with Bing Po with Ji and gained his trust. Bing Po taught us swordsmanship."

"When we studied for a month, we were already very good. At that time, we fell in love with Miss Mu Chun at the same time, but Mu Chun liked Bing Po. Lan Suixin found me and told me that we are already so good. Why not kill Bing Po, then there will be no one stronger than us. And if I don't get rid of Bing Po, Mu Chun will not find our existence. After getting rid of Bing Po, we will be able to compete fairly. "

"Therefore, Lan Suixin and I poisoned Bing Po's wine, and later we heard that he was not dead, and fought with Mr. Qiu, an expert in the world, and forced Mr. Qiu to retreat to the border, vowing not to step into the rivers and lakes. .There was also the Wudemen war that killed all the disciples of Wudemen. After that, there is no news about him."

"What is your relationship with Lan Suixin? Where is Mu Chun now?"

"Lan Suixin and I used to be good brothers, but later we became rivals because he framed me for killing Bing Po alone. When Mu Chun knew that Bing Po was dead, she said that whoever helped her kill Bing Po She will marry whoever she wants. Now she is the leader's wife, and I was driven to a dead end and turned into a demon. I'm afraid Chun'er won't be able to recognize my face." When he said the last sentence, Wu Batian seemed to be a little sober.

Could this be the power of love.

Not allowing Ling Wei to think too much, Ling Wei played the flute again to prevent Wu Batian from waking up midway.

Ling Wei was particularly interested in his last sentence. She once asked Bing Po if there was a disguise technique in this world.He said no.If so, it would be much more convenient for her to act.

"Be more careful!" Ling Wei scolded.

"Yes." Wu Batian said without any emotion like a walking dead: "I was chased by Lan Suixin, fell into a cliff, was seriously injured, and my appearance was destroyed. Give me a human skin mask, saying it can hide my ugliness."

(End of this chapter)

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