After Being Dressed As a Fool’s Cannon Fodder, the Old Attack is Blackened

If he shifts his position, he is bound to leave the White Lotus Cult, and it may be more difficult to find Wen Chushen's whereabouts.

Ling Si frowned tightly, a little depressed, "I plan to switch to the Acacia Pie."

"What are you going to do there?" Phoenix looked blank, "I heard that it is also a...Magic Cult. Why did he get on the bar with the Magic Cult? Could it be that Wen Chushen was sent by Hehuan?"

"Not really."

"Then why are you going to that place? Your martial arts is pretty enough in the Ling family, just because your Ling family is really gold and jade, and the reputation is not worth mentioning in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes. Now that you are in the White Lotus Sect, your steps are difficult and cautious, and you really went to the Acacia Sect... I’m afraid it’s not easy."

If it is said that there is a certain reason lurking in the White Lotus Sect, what is the purpose of going to the Acacia Sect?

It is at this time.

"That low-level disciple over there, what are you doing? A conference is being held during the teaching, which one of your subordinates are you wandering around here so leisurely."

Ling Si himself had forgotten that he would still find it easy to inquire about the news in the White Lotus Cult...

Phoenix said: "Run quickly, you are going to the Acacia Faction. What are you still doing here?"

But the prerequisite is to run across the ground!

Ling Si wanted to run away, but the person who spoke just now stopped in front of Ling Si like a shadow.

It was a face that couldn't be more ordinary.

I don't know why...

Ling Si always felt that the other person's eyes were a little weird when looking at him.

If you say it is weird, you don't feel it anymore in an instant.

Although he had been lurking in the White Lotus Sect for a long time, Ling Si really did not get into the core circle of the White Lotus Sect. It was just because he had mixed into the White Lotus Sect just to find Wen Chushen’s whereabouts, not that he wanted to stay in the White Lotus Sect for a long time. There are still too many masters in Bailianjiao...

Facts have also proved that it is really useless to mix in outside circles. But right now when he was about to shift his position, he didn't want to but provokes trouble again...

"What's your name."

Ling Si shook his head and pointed to his mouth, meaning that he could not speak.

"Can't talk?" The man squinted his eyes, his eyes cold and cold.

Ling Si was wearing the costume of a low-level disciple of Bailian Sect, and this man should be wearing the same high-level disciple's clothes as Lu Hanhua. But if it were a more famous high-level disciple, Ling Si felt that he wouldn't be unable to guess who he was.

Ling Si nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. He vaguely felt that the senior disciple of the White Lotus Sect in front of him was a bit weird.

Phoenix said: "I feel a terrible breath in this person."

"So you feel something too?"

"Hurry up, don't find Wen Chushen... and get involved in inexplicable things."

"Does this care about me?"

A certain phoenix stopped talking.

"A dumb?" The high-level disciple was still looking at Ling Si. He stared at Ling Si's easy face for a long time, his eyes getting more complicated.

Ling Si lowered his head and kept bowing and gesticulating to the high-level disciple, indicating that he still had business to do, and begging the other party to let him go.

Phoenix laughed at him: "You have always performed well in acting. No one would think that you are a trembling low-level disciple of the White Lotus Cult... This pitiful look of humiliation and kneeling..."

It would be very pitiful if it weren't for this ugly face.

"If I don't let you go?" Who knows that Ling Si is in trouble after all. Although this person's appearance is unremarkable, the powerful aura radiating from his body has already demonstrated that he cannot be underestimated.

"I just need a start right now, come with me."

Ling Si was stunned for a moment, calculating in his heart how likely it was to escape from this person. Who knew that this person would hold his shoulder blades in the next moment, and a terrible innocence made Ling Qian immobile.

Judging from his appearance, this person is only slightly older than him, but he did not expect that this age is already so great.

Ling Si only felt a heart-piercing pain from his shoulder blades.

A certain phoenix cried out, "It's over, I'm afraid I can't run away. This person is so powerful, your martial arts... I'm afraid I won't be able to see enough in front of him, what can I do?"

"What can I do?" Of course, Ling Si had long realized that this man's martial arts was far above him.

He immediately pretended to be afraid of obedience and knelt before the man.

The man's tone was still cold, "I only need a moment to take your life. You'd better not act rashly."

Ling Si could only follow that person obediently, and finally entered a separate courtyard.

The place where the high-ranking disciple lives is not something that Ling Si can easily enter. He occasionally tries to get in to find out the news, and the place where this person lives should be very close to the main hall of the leader. In this way, his identity should be...

"You can't speak, can you write?" The man suddenly asked coldly.

Ling Si shook his head, looking dull and submissive.

"Nothing, how did you get selected?" The man squinted and began to look around Ling Si again, "It's okay, you take this down first."

Ling Si was taken aback for a moment.

It was just the moment when he was distracted. Someone had already pried his mouth open and fed a pill into it.

His jaw was stuck tightly, and he was almost forced to look at the man in front of him...

But what is there to see, it's just a... ordinary face.

The eyes staring at him are so cold and terrifying...

But it seems...

Something seems wrong.

At first glance, it was weird.

But at this moment, with his eyes facing each other, that kind of weirdness is even more strange.

He actually thought of...

Wen Chu Shen.

"Do you think he looks like him?"

"Who? Wen Chushen? No, you don't look like... and the breath is not right." In addition to identifying people by appearance like ordinary people, Phoenix is ​​particularly sensitive to the breath of people. "Do you want Wen Chushen? Thinking crazy."

Isn't it?

Ling Si felt confused.

Too…

Wen Chushen is very indifferent to people, he is unlikely to be so good to a stranger.

It used to be just because Wen Chushen thought he was a fool, and now he...

"You don't really think he is Wen Chushen, do you? Sure enough... a little delirious?"

At the same time, the man who pressed his jaw firmly released his hand, "Take that pill, and then take the antidote every seven days."

Ling Si only then realized that this person had just stuffed a pill into his mouth... it turned out to be a poison!

Phoenix said, "Why are you so slow to react this time? I have already said that this person has a very dangerous aura. He wants you to run quickly...but you don't listen. Now you are caught by him and forced to Take the poison, it's over."

"Clean my palace once a day. I need to retreat and practice. Don't go anywhere. Stay in this palace."

This place is indeed like a palace. Ling Si looked around, only to realize that he really underestimated the Bailianjiao and the person in front of him...

"Go and clean." The man said coldly.

Staying with such a person, even for a moment, will feel overwhelmed by the terrible breath that surrounds him.

Although Ling Si has achieved the second level of divine art, it is not difficult to tie Yun Jiujiu, and it has nothing to do with Ling's kind of golden jade and ruined straw bags. If he really meets a super master, he is going to die. of.

Such him, even if he finds Wen Chushen, can he protect him? Obviously impossible...

"Don't get out yet?"

Ling Si recovered and ran away in a panic.

Phoenix said: "I am used to seeing your cold murderous face, and then seeing you pretending to be a grandson is really unaccustomed. Even if I know you are acting..."

"It's really fighting, I'm not his opponent for the least. Then I will be the real grandson." Ling Si laughed at himself, "These days, I am anxious to find Wen Chushen's whereabouts, but it is a waste of effort after all..."

"Yeah, do you know that you regret it? Why don't you run away? As for the poison on your body... I see if there is any other way to solve it for you! Anyway, the poisonous head of the mortal world... Can’t solve..."

In the end, Ling Si sighed, "I only hate my own martial arts cultivation for not being enough, otherwise, what if I just smoothed out the white lotus acacia sect."

Phoenix:...

"You said you can solve the poison, is it true?"

"Fake. This mythical beast knows nothing!"

"Why are you still angry!?"

But Ling Si also knew that this poison was definitely not so easy to unravel.

"Don't you worry? You were injured like that before, but now you are poisoned again."

"This poison can't kill you."

"It's enough for you to bear the poison."

"I am... the least fear is pain."

Ling Si smiled, and he really obediently became his low-level disciple, and went to clean the palace owner.

Although this place is huge, the entire palace can be seen from the nine-story high platform, which means that the man is staring at Ling Si's every move.

During the cleaning, Ling Si did feel an extremely cold look staring at him coldly.

But he never noticed that he looked down upon these things...

It's just cold.

It's just that there is no emotion.

I always feel a little weird...

"The average high-level disciple looks down on low-level disciples."

"In the White Lotus Sect, there is only one person who has never looked down upon the low-level disciples... Although the White Lotus Sect people all say that it is because of the loneliness and arrogance of the human nature."

"But... there is really only one."

Ling Si said a lot to himself.

Fenghuang said, "Have you ever thought that there are other people in the White Lotus Church? Elder, right and left... These people are not much higher than Wen Chushen? A Wen Chushen would not sit alone in such a palace, right?"

"But he is wearing high-level disciple costumes."

Yes…

Wen Chu Shen.

I don’t know why, this idea is getting more and more...

It was at this time that the man's voice sounded, "How did you, a low-level disciple with uneasy hands and feet, have lived until now."

Just for a moment, the man changed his clothes...