The Puppeteer of Academy City

The clouds are thick and the rain is falling.

Lu Xuyang put away the umbrella, put it on the umbrella stand at the door of the store, and flicked the water droplets on the jacket.

"The weather forecast...isn't that accurate." She said to herself.

The waiter who came up to us said along the topic: "Yes, the previous weather forecast was quite accurate, almost every second, but it suddenly didn't work in the past few months..."

Lu Xuyang smiled and pointed to the umbrella: "Fortunately, I was prepared."

"Be prepared... Ma'am, do you have an appointment?"

"Someone asked me out, on the top floor."

The waiter suddenly realized: "So it's Mr. Ling's guest, please follow me."

— It seems that Ling Changyun has booked the entire restaurant on the entire floor with great wealth, and the visitors are not kind! I don't know what he's going to say...

Lu Xuyang raised his vigilance a little bit. Although she is the leader of the Ling family's class, in fact, her father's first disciple doesn't really approve of her...

Well, in fact, except for the junior brother Ling Xingye and the fifth senior sister Lu Feifei, no one else recognized her.

"It's so troublesome..." Lu Xuyang muttered, walking into the elevator with a heavy heart.

Arriving at the top floor, apart from Ling Changyun who had been waiting here, Lu Xuyang was quite surprised to find that Ling Chanjuan was also here.

The ominousness in my heart became stronger and stronger.

Before she could sit down, Ling Changyun said, "I'll just say it—Lu Xuyang, I hope you can let me be the head of the class."

Lu Xuyang immediately jumped up and looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

However, Ling Changyun seemed to just say something very ordinary, and even drank tea leisurely.

Beside him, Ling Chanjuan sat obediently, like a delicate doll.

"Are you serious?" Lu Xuyang asked.

"I've always been very serious." Ling Changyun said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you continue to be the class leader, as long as my plan can be carried out."

"Plan? What are you planning to do?" Lu Xuyang hurriedly asked.

"Our Ling family class has kept a low profile for too long," Ling Changyun said, "The puppet master has also kept a low profile for too long. I think it's time for us to come into the eyes of the world."

"You want to expose the existence of Baiyin? How is this possible!" Lu Xuyang was very surprised.

"Nothing is impossible. Our Ling family's class is the most independent faction in Baiyin. The class leader's status is equivalent to the highest elder of the organization. As long as we want to do it, no one can stop it!"

Looking at the expression of the man in front of him, Lu Xuyang realized that he was indeed serious.

So she was even more puzzled: "You are doing this to fight for higher power within the organization? I don't see any good in it."

The Ling family class is currently relatively independent, listening to the tune but not the announcement, and not being bound by the "Silver Iron Law", it can be said to be the most ideal state.

"That's just a means, an intermediate process to achieve my goal." Ling Changyun said.

"What is your real purpose?"

"Break the closed boundary and let the silver puppet masters operate on a global scale. Let the world accept our existence."

"Why do you want to do this?" Ling Changyun looked at Lu Xuyang with a sneer, "A few days ago, due to the improper handling of you and Chang Ye, thousands of automatic puppets were 'forced' to flow out of the country, spreading from Japan to the whole world. "

"Yanshi perfectly avoided the agreement reached with Baiyin, and took the first step to expand the sphere of influence to the world. Do you think we should just sit and wait for death?"

Lu Xuyang said: "It is only necessary to send people to fight against it. There is no need to make it known to the world, right? Don't you know Baiyin's plan for a thousand years?"

"It has been run for thousands of years, but no results have been obtained, which shows that there is a problem with the original experimental plan, and it is time to correct it." Ling Changyun said, "Also, it is time to expand the 'sample size' of the experiment."

"You're crazy! No, I can't agree to such a random plan!" Lu Xuyang flatly refused.

Ling Changyun was not surprised by her answer: "That's why I said it from the beginning, I told you to give up your seat."

"You want to usurp the throne?" Lu Xuyang took a step back, feeling a little absurd while being nervous.

"No, it's Chanjuan who is going to be the leader of the class." Ling Changyun pointed to the girl beside him, "Speaking of which, Master's successor is the little junior sister, right?"

— No wonder Ling Chanjuan will come.

Lu Xuyang secretly tensed up, knowing that he couldn't stay any longer.

"Don't try to escape," Ling Changyun said, "Do you think you can escape?"

Although he was still sitting on the chair without moving, Lu Xuyang felt a heavy oppressive force coming over him like an overwhelming force.

Outside the window, dark clouds overwhelmed the city. Obviously the restaurant is not on a high floor, but it feels like the dense dark clouds are within reach.

It was only then that Lu Xuyang noticed that there were silk threads protruding from Ling Changyun's ten fingertips, winding out of the windows on both sides.

"You are not a puppet master, give up as soon as possible." Ling Changyun said again.

Even behind Ling Chanjuan, two tall and mighty puppets quietly appeared.

"Indeed, I don't have a puppet..." Lu Xuyang stepped back quickly, "But I won't be caught without a fight!"

As soon as the words fell, the sudden sound of rain outside the window was heard, and the dense raindrops slapped on the glass.

The next moment, the glass window was shattered.

The rain outside the window poured into the house in one breath, forming a rain curtain between Lu Xuyang and Ling Changyun.

Then, the rain curtain turned around and turned into thousands of silver needles, shooting towards the two people opposite.

"Senior Sister Feifei!" Ling Chanjuan exclaimed.

At the same time, the tall puppet behind her stepped forward and instantly transformed into the image of a medieval knight in heavy armor, holding up two large shields to firmly guard her behind her.

And Ling Changyun was still sitting in the same position, and he didn't see any movement, but the rain needle shot at him stopped at a distance of one foot in front of him, as if hitting an invisible wall.

"Lu Yuying!" Ling Changyun said, "You really came!"

Following the rain curtain, a figure rushed into the house from the window and came to Lu Xuyang's side.

"Xuyang, let's go!"

Suddenly, the windows on the other side shattered, and the bitter cold air poured in.

Accompanied by the cold air are raindrops that condense into ice crystals.

Countless crystal ice particles collided in the air, condensing into hexagonal snowflakes.

The snow flakes collided with the rain curtain head-on, and in an instant, the restaurant turned into a mess.

"Li Qiongying!" Lu Xuyang instantly recognized the new character - Li Xueying, the sixth junior sister of the Ling family class!

It was raining and snowing, and it was difficult for Lu Feifei to look dignified.

She and Junior Sister Xueying are similar in strength, if they really fight, they won't be able to tell the winner in a short time. What's more, there is still a senior brother at the side, so the chances of winning are even lower if you fight recklessly.

"Go!" She grabbed Lu Xuyang's arm and jumped out of the restaurant through the window.

After the snowflakes condensed in the room~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and dispersed, a red-haired woman in red appeared on the spot.

It was Li Qiongying, and several elves with ice crystal wings were flying and coiling around her endlessly.

She looked at the window where Lu Xuyang and Lu Feifei left: "Brother, I'll chase after you!"

Ling Changyun nodded, and then instructed: "Don't chase too quickly—Chang Lei is here too."

Li Qiongying frowned: "Fourth senior brother? His attack is not serious, will he hurt them?"

"It's okay," Ling Changyun waved his hand, "We're not that fragile."

…

At the same time, Ling Xingye's cell phone, who was eating lunch in the cafeteria, suddenly rang.

"Miss Yang?"

A trace of uneasiness flashed in Ling Xingye's heart, and he answered the phone.

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