Sword Dao Alchemy

Back at Wangyue Palace, Lang Yuehui appeared very quickly, and he seemed very anxious.

But when he saw Lin Yun, his anxiety immediately turned into excitement.

"Senior Brother Lin! You came out just in time, and the feeling you gave me was too strong."

"Young Master Lang, I'm sorry. My strength is really limited. I just saw an image in Yaoyuan Cave and I couldn't bear the strong pressure and quit. I'm really ashamed of you."

Lin Yun's face was full of shame, and he said what Moro should have reported first. .caso.

"Senior Brother Lin is only slightly inferior to you, Young Master." Moro hurriedly echoed.

"It's already very good. As for those images, they are just illustrations of the demon's blood boiling. There is no regret if you can't see clearly." Lang Yuehui said with a happy smile.

As for the illustrations, they are just the conjectures of those demon geniuses who entered the Demon Yuan Cave.

After all, it’s good to have one demon genius in a hundred who can go there and see the image.

In order not to show their incompetence, people who did not come there also claimed that they had seen it, and they made the same statement.

Over time, it became a consensus, which instead covered up the secret of the existence of the Raging Demon Strike.

"It is Lin Yun's pride to be recognized by Mr. Lang." The shame on Lin Yun's face disappeared, replaced by pride, allowing himself to show a little shallowness.

Sure enough, seeing Lin Yun's complacent look, a trace of contempt flashed across Lang Yuehui's face.

That's all. How could this frivolous guy escape from my grasp?

Naturally, this trace of contempt could not escape Lin Yun's eyes.

"Lin Yun was able to enter the Yaoyuan Cave and gain insight into the secret of the demon's blood boiling. With his current strength, he has no rival among the Martial Kings. This is all due to Master Lang's kindness to me!"

Lin Yun added another arrogant sentence to strengthen Lang Yuehui's understanding.

"Haha~~ Invincible among the Martial Kings! What I need is someone like you!"

Lang Yuehui also laughed wildly and ignored Lin Yun.

At this time, in his heart, the arrogant Lin Yun was easily controlled by him.

As long as he uses some tricks, he can control his slaves at will.

Lin Yun heard Lang Yuehui's contemptuous laughter and knew that in Lang Yuehui's heart, his level had dropped a few points.

The more Lang Yuehui looked down on him, the more he would relax his vigilance and become more vigilant towards him.

. Share trust.

If he performs outstandingly again, it is possible to regard him as a confidant.

Then, if you want to get something in the Holy Spirit Demon Realm, it will be easier.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lang! If you need me, just tell me and I'll make sure you're satisfied!" Lin Yun's performance at this time was no different from those arrogant and short-sighted people.

"Okay! I'm anxious to get you out just because I want to teach that bastard Benaju a lesson. Don't think that just because he has an invincible guy in the Martial King Realm, he can do whatever he wants! This time, I'll make him lose everything!"

Lang Yuehui gritted his teeth and said bitterly. Apparently, he was also bullied severely by the guy named Bena Zhu in the place where fighting was used for gambling.

Of course, Lin Yun also heard that there was some conspiracy in his voice of hatred.

Perhaps Lang Yuehui's intention was not just to make some money through martial arts gambling.

"Haha~~~ It turns out Mr. Lang wants me to help you win money! This... I'm the best at this, and I've never lost before." Lin Yun still smiled arrogantly.

"Okay! I'm relying on you! You have a good rest first. I'm going to make an appointment with that bitch Benaju."

Lang Yuehui settled down and walked away in a hurry.

Moro took Lin Yun to a luxurious residence and waited on him carefully.

Lin Yun didn't want to do anything and just fell asleep.

Although practitioners rarely sleep like this, it is actually a good way to relax once in a while.

Now, all that is needed is relaxation.

…

Among the green mountains and beautiful waters, hand in hand with your loved one, swim between heaven and earth.

Beautiful and romantic.

This is the most beautiful journey of life...

suddenly~~~

Thunder exploded in the sky.

In an instant, the world was turbulent, and the beloved was nowhere to be found.

"Xiao'er..."

Lin Yun shouted sadly, and people jumped up. caso.

Outside the door, Moro was shouting cautiously.

"Senior Brother Lin! Master asked you to go to the Flower Hall..."

Lin Yun felt disappointed.

It's just a dream after all.

"Xiao'er and I can only meet each other in dreams..."

"I can't slack off for a moment..."

Lin Yun sighed, opened the door and walked out.

Moro, who was about to knock on the door, bowed and stepped back respectfully.

"Ha! It turns out to be Mr. Moro. Please come and summon him yourself.

. , I’m so sorry! "

Lin Yun chuckled and understood in his heart that his status in Lang Yuehui's heart had declined.

If Lang Yuehui respected him, he should have come in person instead of summoning him.

But that’s fine too!

The more polite Lang Yuehui is to you, the higher his vigilance towards you and the lower his trust in you.

It seems that his previous performance is still a plus.

Lin Yun had a mysterious smile on his face and looked at Moro.

Moro felt a little uneasy, so he took a step back and asked, "Senior Brother Lin, what do you have to say?"

Lin Yun suddenly roared: "What senior brother! I will change my title from now on. Don't you see that Mr. Lang is very polite to me?"

Originally, Lang Yuehui had been getting more and more rude to him, but Lin Yun insisted on saying that he was very polite.

He wanted to dress himself up as a villain who bullies others and shows off his power once he gets the upper hand.

The worse his image is, the more satisfied Lang Yuehui is.

Moro was stunned, looking at Lin Yun's knife-like eyes, his heart was angry, and then it became cold.

It's not that he can't afford to offend Lin Yun, but that he can't afford to offend Lang Yuehui.

He could also see that Lin Yun was very important to Lang Yuehui.

After being stunned for a while, his frightened face was a bit flattering, and he said hesitantly: "Sir... Sir, what... are you going to do now?"

"What? Didn't Young Master Lang invite me over?" Lin Yun said angrily. .caso.

Moro suddenly wanted to laugh, because there was no "please" in Lang Yuehui's order.

It turns out... you are just a slave like me.

Moro suddenly felt comfortable.

Then his eyes turned, and he had an idea.

I will make you feel suffocated in front of the young master.

Therefore, the flattering smile on his face became more intense.

"Yes, yes! Lord Lin... please..."

As he spoke, he bent his waist slightly and led the way in front.

Lin Yun followed behind with his head held high.

Naturally, Lin Yun also guessed about 70% of Moro's little thoughts.

"Heh! No matter how you perform in front of Lang Yuehui, isn't that exactly what I need?"

Lin Yun sneered secretly.

Not only did he have to perform himself, but he also had to let Moro cooperate and try his best to erase the dangerous feeling in Moro's mind.

The flower hall was very close, and it was only two turns away from the door.

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