Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

"It looks like your injury has healed a lot."

There was an extremely familiar, cold and dusty young voice.

Wanyan Lingxu's heart moved, she wanted to take off the white cloth strips from her eyes, but the other party stopped her.

"You don't need to take it off, it's important to recuperate."

The other party's words seemed to be able to wash people's hearts, Wanyan Lingxu didn't know why, she was able to suppress her inner desire to see the other party's appearance clearly
"I thought I'd never see you again. Thank you very much."

Wanyan Lingxu's words still had the immaturity of a girl.

This is very different from her in the past. She has always been regarded as a precocious and stable girl by other khan nobles.

"After I sent you back to the camp in Northern Xinjiang, I still had important business to do, so I didn't stop there."

The boy explained what happened that day.

Wanyan Lingxu nodded slightly, "Did my father Khan see you? He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

"I saw it. I didn't make things difficult."

The young man simply said, it can be seen that the young man is not a person who is particularly good at words, or he does not want to talk too much with others.

"So that's how it is." Wanyan Lingxu said to himself: "It seems that you are a monk of Yao Xianzong?"

"How do you know?" The young man was a little curious. Obviously, after hearing this, he suddenly became interested in exploring the Wanyan Lingxu in front of him.
Wanyan Lingxu could also clearly feel the change in the other party's attitude. She enjoyed this feeling very much.

At that time Wanyan Lingxu didn't know why he felt this way.

And it wasn't until later that Wanyan Lingxu realized that it was because - she liked the boy in front of her.

"Father Khan has always disliked foreigners, and he also doesn't like people who practice Taoism."

Wanyan Lingxu began to explain.

She was sitting in a wheelchair with her hands lightly placed on the armchair. She was dressed in the red and black plain dress of the princess of Northern Xinjiang, with a white cloth covering her eyes, giving her a static beauty.

".However, in recent years, Father Khan has had a lot of contacts with Yao Xianzong. Presumably, the foreigners who can make Father Khan treat each other with courtesy are people who practice Taoism, and the only ones are those from Yao Xianzong. "

"A very reasonable analysis."

The young man commented lightly.almost no mood swings
Wanyan Lingxu didn't know why, she suddenly felt flustered, as if she didn't know if she said something wrong, or if what she said didn't meet the other party's expectations.
"That, benefactor?" Wanyan Lingxu asked tentatively after several times of consideration.

"I'm about the same age as the girl, so I don't need to be called a benefactor."

"is it?"

Wanyan Lingxu looked a little surprised, but then turned around and said——

". You can hear it from the voice. I will be full at the end of this year. How about you, benefactor?"

"Oh?"

The boy's voice was obviously taken aback, it seemed that Wanyan Lingxu's age seemed to be beyond his expectations.

"...Then I'm much older than you."

Seeing that the other party seemed to have no intention of saying it clearly, Wanyan Lingxu also suppressed his inner curiosity and did not continue to ask about his age.

But in my heart, I already have a general guess - as the saying goes, except for a few very special skills, most monks can stay young forever. Maybe the boy in front of me is not a boy.

"Then, Lingxu should call you benefactor."

"By the way, I took your knife back then, and now it's back to you." The boy said, walking closer.

Wanyan Lingxu could clearly feel a tall and slender figure blocking his front
She stretched out her hands slightly in front of her, and the boy put the knife into her hands.

".It's a good knife. I used it to kill a few monsters. I want to thank you."

"You're so polite, benefactor." Wanyan Lingxu responded lightly.

"The front in the northern border is tight. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you in the royal city."

After a long silence, the boy seemed to speak suddenly.

Wanyan Lingxu was sitting on the wheelchair, she turned towards the young man based on her feeling, and answered——

"When the war is together, the common people suffer the most. There will be no exception in the royal city."

Wan Yanling said nothing, she was a little silent, and after a while, she turned to ask the young man: "What about Mr. Benedict. Are you from the Central Plains?"

"It shouldn't be counted. I have practiced in Yaoxianzong since I was born."

"It's at the sub-rudder of Yaoxianzong. Lingxu will definitely visit in the future."

"Headmaster, Misty Peak."

"It's quite far from northern Xinjiang, it seems to be in the territory of the Ming Dynasty in the Central Plains."

"Yes."

"Since you are well, girl, I will leave first."

"Grandpa, wait!"

Sensing that the young man seemed to be about to leave, Wanyan Lingxu suddenly called him to a stop, and continued——

"During this period of time, Lingxu has stored some spirit stones, which must be of great use to you who are practicing, and I want to give them to benefactor."

"It doesn't have to be"

As the young man spoke, he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and then continued: "Well, I need money and spirit stones urgently in some places, so I will use it as a loan from the girl."

As the boy said, he seemed to cup his hands.

Wanyan Lingxu was obviously a little excited, she felt happy that she could help the other party.
She began to hold on to the chair wheels with both hands, and she seemed to want to slide over by herself.

The young man seemed to smile slightly, approached Wanyan Lingxu and said——

"Let me do it. Offended, girl."

As the young man said, he used the same method as last time. Wanyan Lingxu was held firmly in the arms of the other party, and the wheelchair seemed to be put into the ring by the other party.

Extremely smooth.

Wanyan Lingxu could clearly feel the breeze blowing on his cheeks, presumably the other party used a fast-moving method similar to the "flying with the sword" mentioned in the book.

Under Wanyan Lingxu's guidance, after a while, the two had already arrived at Wanyan Lingxu's bedroom.

I don't know if it was because of the boy's Taoism, but none of the servants found them along the way.

While secretly admiring Wanyan Lingxu, he also quickly found out his small treasure chest, held it in front of him, and opened it slightly. It was full of high-grade spirit stones, and this chest alone was worth tens of thousands of gold.

"Grandpa, take a look."

"Thank you girl!" The young man's words seemed to have a rare touch of emotion.
Wanyan Lingxu's heart was pounding like a deer, she swallowed slightly, and said——

"These are all from Lingxu's frugality during this period of time. Next time, Lingxu will save some more for benefactor and give it to benefactor."

Wanyan Lingxu spoke.

In fact, she lied to the other party. Here are all her savings for 18 years, including rewards and gifts from many clan Khans.

After guessing that the other party was a cultivator, she asked someone to convert all her savings into spirit stones that monks often use.

She hopes that she can help each other.

In practice, or in other aspects of economy and life.

"Where is this girl talking?"

The young man was obviously a little embarrassed, "It's already very embarrassing to take away the girl's spirit stone empty-handed. Why do you have the nerve to ask the girl again?"