Becoming a Senior Sister Lingshan

Chapter 90 Form Reversal
If his guess is true, he can already consider a desperate fight.

However, there is no one in the Jiange at this time, even if the Jiange Shushan is destroyed, the loss will not be great.

At least... Mo Yuan secretly looked at Ye Guanyue and Le Zhengluo.

After killing them, looking at the calm and calm Lu Ling, Mo Yuan clenched his fists subconsciously.

It is said that many old monsters of the human race like to seal their memories and travel around the world. If there is no crisis in the human race, they will never take action, and now he suspects that Lu Ling is such a person.

After all, the ice-type aura in her body was too strong and pure, and there was always a faint uneasiness, so Mo Yuan made the worst plan.

"Excuse me, who is your identity?" Mo Yuan bowed his head and asked.

"Oh?" Seeing this, Lu Ling lightly waved her hand.

At this time, a table and chair made entirely of ice appeared on the spot, and then she sat down.

"Identity? Let me think about it." Lu Ling thought about it.

Who are you?
I don't have any impression, I can't remember it from before the rebirth, after the rebirth, I'm just a nobody...

"Why should I... tell you?" Lu Ling put her left leg on her right leg, posing in a relaxed posture.

"But... Seeing that you want to play with me... I'm in a good mood, let me tell you."

Xuechen blinked when he heard Lu Ling's lack of sound and words.

This shows that the master is still the master, but his personality has changed suddenly.

become dangerous.

"Please speak." Mo Yuan's sword floated in the air, and the man took a step forward.

"Identity... Lingshan... the eighth... Oh no, the handyman of the Ninth Peak... and the disciple of the Ninth Peak." Lu Ling seemed to be a little distressed. There was a melody in her mind that was always disturbing her thoughts. Language is also difficult.

"Disciple of Ninth Peak? Lingshan?" Hearing this, Mo Yuan froze for a moment.

Lingshan.

He thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have any impression.

When he was active, Lingshan was not one of the seven holy places, but just an ordinary female sect, so Mo Yuan naturally didn't know about it.

"What are you... thinking about? I'm not...a person of high status." Lu Ling shook her finger while speaking, and a stream of water appeared on it. Afterwards, she stroked her long hair and tied it into a ponytail skillfully. .

The fine water is like a rubber band, tightly locking her white hair.

Shaking her head, Lu Ling showed satisfaction.

It seems that he is still quite powerful.

Lu Ling didn't know how to control spiritual power in detail, but she seemed to have an instinct, as long as she thought about it, she would naturally know what to do.

"Really." Hearing this, Mo Yuan did not believe it.

Although if it was an old human monster, he probably wouldn't lie to him, but even if Lu Ling denied it, Mo Yuan still didn't look relaxed.

Attention to detail, the top level of attention to detail.

Lu Ling's inadvertently exposed actions can already reveal a lot of information.

Whether it is the demon race, the human race, or the strongest sea race, it is impossible to have such a 13-year-old girl.

It may be possible to use a magic weapon with a huge amount of spiritual energy, but this kind of control over one's own power is absolutely impossible without hundreds of years of practice.

Even if she is not a great power of the human race, she is definitely not something I can deal with at this time.

Of course, Mo Yuan is more willing to believe that Lu Ling's memory is only incomplete.

"I lied to you that there is... food? It's just... a disciple without a master." Lu Ling changed her posture, lying on the ice table, and raised her head.

"sit down."

"Okay." Mo Yuan readily agreed, and the phantom changed, and sat opposite Lu Ling.

At this time, the snow was falling more and more heavily, without Ye Guanyue's protection, all the people present were exposed to the heavy snow.

Xuechen didn't change at all, and so did Mo Yuanjian. He deliberately set up a defense, blocking the snowflakes within three inches of the sword.

The most important reason why Mo Yuan suddenly became "counseled" was that he discovered the source of the blizzard in Shushan.

It was the girl in front of her.

When he escaped from the Sword Tomb...he didn't see anything wrong with the weather, he just thought it was normal winter.

Until Lu Ling spoke just now, when the snowstorm came.

Mo Yuan suddenly found out.

This is Lingxue, a domain of snow.

Such a large-scale change in the celestial phenomena is already terrifying.

The key is that this is not the kind of heavy snow caused by using a little aura to induce the sky, it is completely man-made.

Every snowflake comes from the smiling little girl in front of me.

Didn't the spiritual power exceed the upper limit of his response?
No combat experience?

Thinking of his former self, Mo Yuan felt ridiculous.

He was afraid he was blind.

Now that Lu Ling is not Venerable Mo Yuan, he doesn't even believe it.

Being cautious, Mo Yuan did not let Mo Yuan's sword be stained with the breath of snow.

Unlike the one sword and one cat here, Lezheng Luoting had no cover at all. It didn't take long for a thick layer of snow to accumulate on her shoulders and head, which looked a little funny.

Lu Ling's words were absorbed after the heavy snow fell on her.

"..."

There was silence in the air for a long time, and Lu Ling opened her eyes with impatience. She wanted to speak, but she couldn't express it because of language barrier.

Looks annoying for a while.

"Play?" Lu Ling asked suddenly, and she tapped the table.

"...how do you say it?" Mo Yuan followed.

At this time, the form changed, and Mo Yuan lost most of his bargaining chips, but he still had a little bit left.

"..." A look of disgust flashed on Lu Ling's face, then she remembered something and waved her hand.

"Snow dust."

"Master." Hearing this, Xuechen obediently walked to Lu Ling's side.

"Translation." Lu Ling said in Chinese.

"Understood." This time, Xuechen understood what Lu Ling meant. She had trouble communicating with Mo Yuan, so she needed to translate by herself.

It seems that he is still useful to the master.

Xuechen breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully rested his head on Lu Ling's white and tender feet.

No resentment was aroused, Xuechen put his heart in his stomach now.

At this time, she was not so worried about Lu Ling, after she found that Lu Ling could control the power with ease.

This level of detail, coupled with the ice-type aura of Lingshan Nine Peaks, crushed him to death.

Mo Yuan's winning rate is zero.

She was just worried about whether she was hated by the master.

The demon king on the opposite side also noticed something was wrong. His humble attitude at this time was a different "person" from before.

The master is the best.

Xuechen was suddenly a little proud.

The current Lu Ling has a faint look of madness in her expressions and movements, which is very scary.

In her previous impression, the master was domineering and gave her a sense of security, but the Lu Ling she met later was easy-going and greedy.

The current master is full of temptations and is dangerous, but the master is the master, as long as she doesn't despise herself.

Xuechen obediently remained motionless, waiting for Lu Ling to speak.

"Okay, I'm comfortable now." Lu Ling said, her tone was full of joy.

"..." Mo Yuan was full of doubts and couldn't understand at all.

He is a native of the demon clan, so it is strange that he can understand Chinese.

At this time, a somewhat delicate female voice appeared in the air, different from Lu Ling's somewhat hoarse voice, this is the voice of a real girl.

Soft, yet icy cold.

Mo Yuan understood it this time, thinking about Lu Ling's performance before, he still didn't understand.

It was the "spiritual pet" from before.

This is not something unacceptable, what Mo Yuan is more curious about is the language that Lu Ling speaks.

"What do you want to bet on? I don't have any bargaining chips, I only have a few lives." Mo Yuan said, looking at Ye Guanyue and Le Zhengluoting at the same time.

What he meant was obvious.

"Fate? Very good, I like this." Hearing this, Lu Ling grinned, her lips were red and her teeth were white.

In the middle, Xuechen played the role of "translator" very well.

"Then what can you give me?" Mo Yuan also smiled.

When things came to an end, Mo Yuan was not nervous anymore.

The appearance of Lu Ling is no less threatening to him than the Venerable, but there is also good news, she does not seem to discriminate against the demons, and she is not from Mount Shu.

If you please her, maybe you can leave directly.

"What can I give you?" Lu Ling thought for a while, her eyes narrowed into thin slits, and her next sentence made Mo Yuan's smile completely freeze on his face.

"If I lose..." The girl turned around and showed her body.

"As long as I have, I can give it to you. The premise is that you must win."

(End of this chapter)