Chapter 18 Jiang Lin’s panties are seen through. [Please read it! Please vote! 】
In the brightly lit street, just when Jiang Lin was about to turn around and follow Mr. Yao's leaving figure, he seemed to see something with his peripheral vision and subconsciously looked back.
Then he saw a pair of boys and girls walking side by side under the warm light and shadow not far away.
As if she sensed Jiang Lin's gaze, the girl looked up, and her warm blue eyes and dark blue eyes met each other.
The girl didn't see the colors she hated in the other person's eyes. She only saw a kind of doubt in the other person's eyes.
When Jiang Lin and the girl looked at each other, the boy next to her just squatted down and picked up a small windmill from the ground. Then he stood up and put it in the girl's hand like a treasure, and then looked at the other person's eyes with some confusion. He went there, but only saw a black figure that gradually dissipated.
"Xun'er, what are you looking at?"
"Ah? It's nothing. Is this what brother Xiao Yan gave to Xun'er? It's so beautiful! Xun'er likes it!"
"Ahahaha! As long as Xun'er likes it!"
At night, with the bright moon hanging high, there was a courtyard in the Xiao family's residence in Wutan City.
"Mr. Ling, have you found out the identity of that person?" a gentle female voice said softly.
The next moment, a deep male voice came from the darkness: "Miss, that man is Jiang Lin, the adopted son of the owner of Wanyao Zhai in Qingshan Town. He is an orphan and is good at refining weapons. The purpose of their visit to Wutan City this time is probably to take action. The ten yellow-level low-level fighting tools in their inn.”
As a professional intelligence officer, Ling Ying's business ability has always been outstanding, if you ignore the premise that he is a fighting emperor.
After all, it is not too easy for him to investigate two little Kalami as a fighting emperor. Mr. Yao is already a well-known person, so it is easy to investigate, and then follow the clues. Jiang Lin is an weapon refiner, and it is also very easy. It was deduced by Ling Ying.
If Jiang Lin was a first-grade alchemist, then Ling Ying would definitely be surprised. But eleven-year-old Jiang Lin is just a small low-level Huang-level weapon refiner, that's all? Ling Ying could only shrug. He had a little bit of talent, but that was all.
As a Dou Huang guard from the Zhongzhou clan, Ling Ying and others had a much more comprehensive understanding of weapon refiners than Jiang Lin, a weakling with weak legs. Basically, many strong fighting qi masters who play with fire can be regarded as half weapon refiners, and many high-level pharmacists can also refine fighting weapons below the earth level.
There are even rumors that some forces and powerful people can refine 'fake earth weapons' and 'fake heaven weapons'. Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, these pseudo-earth weapons and pseudo-celestial weapons are basically no different from the traditional fighting weapons used by Douzong Douzun.
So what is a pseudo-terrestrial device?
To give a simple example, the Xuan Zhong Ruler that allows Dou Zun to leave a slap mark is a ‘fake earth weapon’.
In other words, compared with the seventh- or eighth-grade elixirs, pseudo-earth and pseudo-celestial elixirs are the kind of 'waste elixirs' that only exert the characteristics of their materials.
Why are high-level elixirs experiencing thunder tribulation? Rather than saying it was a thunder disaster, it was better to say it was a way of blessing the vitality of heaven and earth. In other words, high-grade elixirs not only have medicinal value, but also have the value of heaven and earth vitality. The combination of the two gives the alchemist an unparalleled status.
Therefore, for a powerful person like Ling Ying, the only thing he can do is wait until Jiang Lin becomes a true earth-level weapon refiner, and then he might just kneel down to Jiang Lin on the spot.
It's a pity that this guy is currently only at the lower level of Huang rank. High level? Tsk, just like that, if you don't enter the ground, you will always be an ant. "Are you an eleven-year-old low-level Huang-level weapon refiner?" In the room with flickering candlelight and soft fragrance, Xiao Xun'er, sitting by the dressing table, looked at herself in the bronze mirror. She was delicate, cute, youthful, and beautiful. (Fantasy world usually develops quickly)
"As long as it doesn't threaten the Xiao family, then don't worry about it." Xiao Xun'er said calmly.
But to be honest, she actually still had some doubts in her heart. She had seen many men's eyes, but she had never seen them with pure doubts like Jiang Lin's. You must know that even her brother Xiao Yan sometimes has dishonest eyes.
"By the way, Miss, there is one more thing. If nothing goes wrong, the two of them may visit the Xiao family tomorrow morning. If Miss still has any doubts, you can ask them directly in person." Ling Ying felt that such a young man, Miss Xun'er only needs to pretend to be cute. Well, just ask, and the blushing young man will spill out all the secrets in his heart like beans.
Hmm. Okay, Ling Ying admitted that he seemed to be using Miss Xun'er as a beauty trap, but what the hell, it didn't matter. He didn't even dare to explain to Boss Gu Yuan that Xiao Yan touched him in the middle of the night. Let's destroy the matter of entering Miss Xun'er's boudoir, it doesn't matter to him anymore.
As long as Miss Xun'er likes it and is happy, if she has any doubts, just ask. Anyway, that's all the information he can check.
"Yeah, I understand."
"My subordinates resign."
"Mr. Yao from Wanyaozhai in Qingshan Town, came to pay a visit to the head of the Xiao family."
Early the next morning, Mr. Yao and Jiang Lin appeared at the gate of the Xiao family's residence and handed over a letter of his name.
Mr. Yao was still wearing a clean and tidy Qingxuan robe, while Jiang Lin changed into a clean gray cloth, holding a large and small wooden box stacked together, standing behind Mr. Yao, looking like a small child. attendant.
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The Xiao family has been very lively recently. Other families in Wutan City, forces in other places, and even the imperial capital of the Jiama Empire have also sent people to give gifts to the Xiao family and congratulate Xiao Yan for breaking through the Doujie and becoming the best fighter in the Jiama Empire. Outstanding young talent. Of course, I heard that some sects in the Jia Ma Empire had extended an olive branch to the Xiao family, hoping to accept Xiao Yan as a disciple.
However, the current head of the Xiao family, Xiao Zhan, has not agreed to this. In other words, he is still weighing the pros and cons and wants to choose a better path for his youngest son, Xiao Yan.
"Mr. Yao from Wanyaozhai, please come with me. The clan leader has invited you!" An announcement was made at the Xiao family guard office. After a while, there were Xiao family children inside welcoming Mr. Yao and Jiang Lin with smiles on their faces.
"Mr. Yao, I think your name is really good. No matter who you are, they should call you sir." Jiang Lin followed behind Mr. Yao. While looking at the joyful atmosphere in the inner courtyard of the Xiao family, he whispered beside Mr. Yao. .
"Haha." Mr. Yao just smiled gently and tapped Jiang Lin's smart little head. His name has long been abandoned in the Izumo Empire. In the Gama Empire, Mr. Yao is his name.
Soon, the children of the Xiao family who were leading the way held back their laughter and brought Mr. Yao and Jiang Lin to the Xiao family living room. Here, a middle-aged man with a red face and a faint majesty between his eyebrows had been waiting here for a long time. people.
"Mr. Yao, a talented person who can help the world by hanging his own weight, Mr. Xiao has long wanted to make friends with him!"
Xiao Zhan, the head of the Xiao family and Xiao Yan's cheap father, looked at Mr. Yao and said half seriously and half politely.
(End of chapter)