blood contract

Lei did not refuse, but bowed slightly and bowed his hand, accepting it happily.

Lingling and Wushuo in the room listened to the words of Chief Sheng.

Lingling's injury was naturally a drama.

The main purpose is to let them take the blame; in this way, it will also make those who are impure and coveted give up their desires, so as to reduce the pressure on their own side and reflect on the trend of public opinion, which can kill two birds with one stone.

Now she suddenly learned that there was such an organization, which was beyond her expectation.

But if she really wanted to say that it had nothing to do with the Six Clans, she wouldn't believe it.

After all, the attack occurred after the five tribes gathered in Baidi City, and the divine bow and inherited skills were coveted by the six tribes.

The Orcs can be excluded for the time being, because the Divine Bow has already deterred other countries very well in their country, and the Kung Fu Lingling is also taught, so they are unlikely to attack themselves.

Doing so will not only lose the opportunity to learn and inherit, but also trigger a war between the human race and the orc race. It is unlikely that they will do such a detrimental thing to themselves.

Lingling pondered deeply and began to silently speculate on all the possible reasons behind this.

We cannot take things lightly now and need to be more cautious.

"Brother Qi," Lingling called silently, looking towards the door.

Wu understood what she meant and immediately stood up and walked towards the door.

creak!

The door opened, and the eyes of the three people outside the door immediately fell on Wu. Before they could ask, Wu said lightly: "It's nothing serious."

Mu Qihua and his son suddenly felt relieved.

Le couldn't wait to step forward, "Brother, can I go in and see the spirit?"

Wu didn't care about him calling him big brother. He just nodded his head and saw him rushing in in a hurry, as if he couldn't wait a second.

The room was filled with the smell of blood, and Lingling leaned on the edge of the bed.

Her red hair was messy and disheveled, and her originally beautiful face with bright eyes now looked sickly and sickly, as if the sun's red lips had been smeared with white wax, which couldn't help but create a desire for protection.

"Ling," Mu Qihua Le hurried to her side, leaned over and called softly, with concern all over his face.

Lingling slowly opened her eyes and forced a smile, "It's not a serious injury, don't worry about me."

The voice was weak and slightly hoarse.

"It's all my fault for failing to protect you..." Mu Qihua. Le lowered his eyes and blamed himself.

He thought angrily countless times outside that if he had been involved in this incident and had the full protection of three people, she would not have been so seriously injured.

Lingling found it funny and forced a smile on her lips, "I have hands and feet, why do I need you to protect me? If you want to blame me, you can only blame me for not being strong enough!"

"Don't comfort me. From now on, just rest in peace and recuperate. From today on, I will live in the outhouse and guard it for you. Let's see who dares to come."

Mu Qihua Le wanted to see what other methods the attacker would use to stop them?

"..." Lingling's eyebrows twitched, she couldn't bear to lie to such an honest silly boy!

But precisely because of his concern, she couldn't tell him the truth.

"You guard? Haha... Do you think of yourself as a house-guarding spirit beast? Don't forget your identity."

The house spirit beast? !

Seeing that Lingling could still joke, Mu Qihua Le also laughed, "As for my identity, I will still be your manager..."

There were a few light coughs from behind, and Patriarch Sheng, Lei and Wuji appeared behind them.

"Ahem... The dog is naughty, little friend Ling, don't be the same as him." Chief Sheng said.

Lingling nodded slightly, "Your Majesty said so."

Le's mouth moved and he wanted to say something, but when he looked at his father's face, he swallowed back everything he wanted to say.

Apart from being pale and deficient in energy and blood, Guan Lingling, the leader of the Sheng clan, was in a good mental state and finally felt relieved.

"Little friend Ling is recovering, I believe it won't take a few days to recover. Alas... I feel very sorry for what happened today, little friend!"

As he spoke, he clenched his fist with five fingers and banged it hard on the Eight Immortals table, "This Meng Yinhui is hard to guard against. It's really hateful."

"Mongolian meeting?"

Lingling pretended not to know anything about the whole play and asked in confusion.

Chief Sheng reiterated what he had said to Lei before.

"Listen to what Your Majesty said, this Meng Yin Society does everything from assassination to chaos to government affairs and seizing treasures. He is not a good person... Then it is only a matter of time before they come here for the inheritance and will target me."

After a pause, "It's just...the timing they chose to take action was too precise, as if..."

Before he finished speaking, Lingling raised his eyebrows and looked at the Beast King, giving him a meaningful look.

Your taste, your fine taste!

How could Chief Sheng not understand what she meant - there was a traitor in their inner court.

She had only been in the Orcs for more than a month, but plans against her appeared frequently. No matter the time or the place they chose to do it, they were all so perfect.

Even ghosts wouldn’t believe it if there was no mole!

It only took one month to infiltrate so many "Monsters" into the Imperial Castle's inner court.

From planning, deployment to execution, this is such a terrible planning and execution ability. Thinking that there are many such people hiding around him makes Patriarch Sheng feel really unhappy and uneasy.

"Little friend Ling, just tell me if you have any ideas or requests." Chief Sheng said.

"Your Majesty is wise. This junior does have some ideas..." Lingling smiled faintly.

"But it doesn't matter, I also want to get rid of these people who are deceived as soon as possible, so that they can be removed from the suspicion list of my friends." Chief Sheng also said it directly and quickly.

Lingling's suspicion of them made Mu Qihua Le feel somewhat uncomfortable, but he could understand her.

After all, even he only trusts the people close to him, and this belief is also based on his understanding over the years. But he also doesn't believe in other people in the Imperial Castle, let alone a naturally suspicious person like Lingling. .

Lingling likes Chief Sheng's outspokenness, and she likes to talk to smart people, saving effort and not having to talk nonsense.

"Your Majesty only needs to spread the news that the inherited skills have been robbed."

Mu Qihua Le, who was on the side, suddenly understood, "Yes! It would be a good thing for you to spread the word."

Patriarch Sheng chuckled and said, "I don't need to tell you about this. I believe it will spread soon. Isn't this a bit redundant?"

He could probably guess some of this girl's intentions.

"There is a big difference between rumors and official statements."

As he said this, Lingling seemed to be exhausted and leaned to one side.

This is not something she is pretending to do. In order to make her acting realistic and difficult for high-level cultivators to detect, when Wu went to open the door, she let the white crow suck away her essence. Now, she is really weak. Very empty!

Seeing this, Mu Qihua Le quickly stretched out his hand to support Lingling and let her lie down.

The doting and distressed look made the Beast King feel sad for a while.

As the saying goes: Once you have a daughter-in-law, you forget about your mother. This is not just the case with a daughter-in-law. Then... tsk tsk tsk tsk, brat, you have never been so caring to me!

He glanced at Lingling lightly, feeling a little jealous.

He withdrew his gaze and asked, "Besides this, does Little Friend Ling have any other requests?"