The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1622
The man in black who was called Old Wang shrank his neck and looked speechless, "Didn't you not notice it yourself? You still ask me, my strength is not as good as yours, besides, it wasn't you who said to Hurry up? Who knows what's going on with Er Gouzi today, he's moaning like a bitch."

"What are you muttering about there?"

His head and face darkened, and he was a little embarrassed, and he was a little thankful that the surroundings were dark, so no one could see his embarrassing expression.

Of course, apart from Leng Wuyou and everyone from the Ling family.

"Okay, it's useless for me to interrupt and change the subject indiscriminately, and I don't want to waste time with you."

With a wave of Leng Wuyou's hand, a group of disciples from the Ling family came out from the darkness, surrounded these people, stretched out their hands, and a thick and long hemp rope was directly held by those disciples of the Lin family. The four black clothes were tied up and directly tied into a string.

Before tying them up, Leng Wuyou didn't forget to take off their clothes, and took off the tokens from their waists along the way.

Leng Wuyou flipped his token, looking at the clan emblem on the night clothes, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Should I say that you are stupid or stupid, you came out to be thieves, and you put your identities on the surface, is this because you are afraid that others will not know your identities?"

Leng Wuyou's words made the faces of the four young men who were tied up in middle clothes feel a little feverish, their eyes wandered, and there was a guilty conscience in their eyes.

In fact, the Second Young Master told them to be careful not to reveal their identities.
It was because they didn't take the Ling family seriously, and felt that the current Xiaotian Ling family was just a toothless tiger, no matter what they did, the other party was powerless to resist.

To put it bluntly, it is arrogant, and it just looks down on the current Ling family.

"Take it away."

After saying this, Leng Wuyou waved his hand and asked someone to take them down.

"Put it on and take you to catch mice."

While speaking, a green whirlwind rose out of thin air, covering Leng Wuyou's figure, and when she flashed again, she was already dressed in black, with a token hanging around her waist.

There are only two words on the token, Lingda.

This is the name of the leader in black.

Lingda's height was similar to Leng Wuyou's, and he was a bit thinner, so it happened that Leng Wu didn't need much effort to play the role, and he didn't need to take any Yi Rong Dan or use any bone shrinking technique.

The face scarf covered his face, only two pairs of eyes were exposed, and no one could tell who it was.

As for why Illusion is not used, it is because Illusion is a spell with spiritual fluctuations, so it can be easily recognized by people.

Although Leng Wuyou had never seen that second young master, but from the head of the Ling family, he could tell that he was a smart person.

The Lin family members took the clothes that Leng Wuyou handed over, and looked at each other, they all understood Leng Wuyou's plan for this move.

All with smiles on their faces.

Even Patriarch Lin put on black clothes without any psychological burden, quietly waiting for the appearance of those little mice.

The night became more and more silent, and in the darkness, the rustling wind rose.

One after another of black shadows tore through the air like sharp swords, the speed was so fast that only an afterimage was left in the air. No matter how fast the speed was, the sound of breaking the wind still caught the attention of other families.

"The young master is from the Tiancheng Ling family. They have made a move. Do we want to stop it?"

Hearing the somewhat hesitant report from his subordinates, Bai Qinghe narrowed his eyes, holding two walnuts in his hand, turning them once and for all.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, half of his face was in the shadow, and half of his face was exposed to the moonlight, which made him look a little mysterious for a while.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was obviously so gentle, but when he raised his eyelids, there was a layer of ice in those eyes, which shocked the subordinate.

"What I said before, did you take it as a deaf ear?"

The tone was slow and leisurely, like the lazy spring wind, but it made the subordinate sweat all over his head.

He knelt down on one knee with a plop, and lowered his head, "Yes, this subordinate knows his mistake, and I ask the young master to forgive me."

"Forgive me? Huh."

"After this time, go back and receive the punishment yourself. Now you should know what to do."

Bai Qinghe didn't look at him, but looked far away, the direction was Lingjia.

(End of this chapter)