Facing the old Taoist in white, Wang Ling took five seconds to compose his thoughts, and with great difficulty, he came to a conclusion.
This Third Saint had mistaken him for someone else …
Teacher Sha, whose Taoist name was Killer Taoist, was ranked number one on the international killer ranking list.
This wasn't the first time Wang Ling had heard of this; the last time was when that 36D Shadow Stream girl had attempted to invade No. 59 High School.
Looking at the old Taoist in white, who seemed to have forgotten all his hatred, Wang Ling was instantly at a loss for words.
Who knew that when he blinked, he would be mistaken for Killer Taoist's unique technique …
And … what the hell was this old Taoist's bashful expression, like that of an inexperienced little girl, after confirming that he was "Killer Taoist"?! WTF!? Could it be that this guy was actually gay?! He didn't want this twist at all!
Seeing that Wang Ling didn't say anything, Third Saint was reassured and took it as Wang Ling's tacit approval. He was as excited as a primary school student about to go on a spring excursion. His smile was like a brilliant chrysanthemum. "Senior Killer Taoist! So it really is you! "
Wang Ling: "…"
"I've long heard of Senior's divine skill of killing enemies in the blink of an eye. Seeing for myself is indeed better than hearing about it." The white-robed old Taoist sighed, feeling somewhat ashamed of his inferiority.
"…"
Wang Ling looked at the old Taoist's severed arm, which was still bleeding. Due to the aftershock of the previous attack and the old Taoist in white's excitement just now, the wound was gushing blood like a fountain. With this amount of blood loss … it was only at the level of a Soul Formation cultivator. If it was any other person, they would have died a long time ago!
"Senior, are you worried about my injuries? Don't worry, this little wound is nothing. This is all the result of my inferior skills … "
Wang Ling stared at the old Taoist in white and really wanted to say, you're thinking too much …
The old Daoist took out the medicinal powder that he carried with him and sprinkled it on the wound. The bleeding stopped very quickly. But the pain of his severed arm and the excitement he felt after confirming that Wang Ling was "Killer Taoist" made the old Taoist's face turn red and white like a flower, which was as strange as it could get.
"Although we are acting on orders this time, if we knew that Senior Killer Taoist was here, we wouldn't have been able to escape. We will absolutely not make a move! Brutality has always been the belief of us, the Ten Saints. Only those who are more brutal than us are worth learning from! Back when Senior Killer Taoist was all-powerful in the Cultivation World, we were just little saplings crying piteously for food! "The old Taoist's eyes glistened as he spoke, and he couldn't help but cry.
Wang Ling: "…"
These tears were real, and so was his lament; Wang Ling knew that these were the old Taoist's heartfelt words. If there was the slightest hint of falsehood, Wang Ling's Mind-Reading Ability would immediately detect it.
Faced with an enemy who had completely lost his killing intent and the ability to fight at the same time, and who could only sigh with emotion, Wang Ling knew that it was unlikely that he would be able to make a move.
What he found most strange was that up until now, he had never clearly expressed his stance on the plot! It was all the wishful thinking of the old Taoist in white!
Moreover, it was obvious that the white-robed old Taoist had completely sunk into his own infinite imagination, completely unable to extricate himself. "… Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother died in vain! If they knew that Senior Killer Taoist was here, I don't think they would have made a move! "
Listening to the old Taoist in white's account, Wang Ling frowned. To be honest, the current situation was giving him a headache.
Maybe if he had simply gotten rid of this bunch of people from the very beginning, and then thrown the blame to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, then there wouldn't have been so many problems …
But Wang Ling really rarely killed people; he would only do so when there was a real threat to him. This was what Father and Mother Wang had taught him since he was young.
He was born with great power to protect himself, not to wantonly trample on life … otherwise, what was the difference between him and those protagonists in novels who killed people indiscriminately just to feel good?!
After killing this Third Saint, there would be Fourth Saint and then Fifth Saint who would come to make trouble for him one after another … Wang Ling's frown was actually because he felt that there had to be a more satisfactory solution to this matter than simply and crudely killing people.
At that moment, Third Saint's voice rang out again. "Senior, are you still worried about the stone ghost mask?"
Wang Ling raised his head and looked seriously at the old Taoist in white, wanting to hear the other party's attitude.
The old Taoist in white smiled. "Don't worry, senior, we won't fight for the stone ghost mask again. When I go back this time, I will explain the situation to them. Even if I have to defy the Lord of the Castle's orders, I won't participate in the operation to seize the stone ghost mask again. "
These words were very sincere, and Wang Ling didn't catch any loopholes in them, so he nodded in satisfaction.
Seeing Wang Ling nod, Third Saint knew that the other party wasn't angry, and heaved a huge sigh of relief. "After this matter is over, I will choose to retire and never participate in any disputes again. Consider it a little self-punishment for offending senior. "
After saying this, he clutched his broken arm and bowed to Wang Ling. "This time, we have really offended you! Please forgive us, senior! "
Wang Ling: "…" He had killed two of the enemy's generals through a backlash, and in the end, they had turned around and apologized to him. At this point, Wang Ling already didn't know what to say.
Now, Wang Ling's mood was very complicated …
Third Saint: "Since that's the case, I won't disturb senior any longer … but before I leave, can senior agree to a small request of mine?"
Wang Ling was puzzled. "?"
There was a flash of spirit light in the old Taoist's left hand, and a marker pen instantly appeared. He handed it to Wang Ling, then slowly turned around and pointed at his back. "Senior, please give me your autograph here!"
"…"
After thinking for a bit, Wang Ling finally took off the cap of the pen and wrote four words: Devoted to serving the country …
Signed: Killer Taoist, to …
…
…
When the curtains fell on this chaotic situation, Wang Ling withdrew his clone, and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had already returned from the parent-teacher conference on behalf of Father and Mother Wang.
The security captain at the door had already woken up, and the white foam at the corners of his mouth had already dried up. When he saw Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal return, he immediately grabbed his sleeve and said in a daze, "Senior Immortal! Senior Immortal, be careful! Some Lei Feng said he's coming to tear down your house! "
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "…"
When he got home, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't help being shaken when he saw the fighting lion covered in "special effects."
What had happened in the last two hours?!
After checking the storage of cinnabar in the villa, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal instantly wanted to cry but had no tears to shed, because Wang Ling had actually used up all of it! There wasn't even a speck left! He had mixed the cinnabar with black dust powder, and based on the current market value of black dust powder … Wang Ling's talisman drawing had instantly cost him at least one million yuan!
This was definitely Wang Ling's bad taste …
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