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Chapter 343: Finally Seeing the True Face of Wu Min Jun

"Oh?" Guimian explained the whole story, but Lingxiang was not interested: "So what?"

Seeing that Lingxiang was losing interest, Guimian fell silent for a moment. He was unsure what the little girl in front of him was thinking.

"Your Excellency invited me here just to tell me these things?" Lingxiang shrugged and crossed her legs.

More than two years ago, when I left Yuanqing, the ghost face in front of me said some inexplicable words to me. I didn't pay attention to it at that time. Now, so much time has passed, but I still can't figure out what he intended.

Thinking carefully about what this person said at that time, it seems that he and my mother are old acquaintances and know some inside stories. But for some reason, since Lingxiang came to the demon world, this person has never been involved with her again.

Could it be that this weirdo has forgotten about me?
The reason why Lingxiang acted recklessly in various palaces in the Demon Realm was not entirely because she relied on her ability to refine pills for the Demon Lord, but more because she wanted to attract his attention.

However, no matter how absurd Lingxiang was, even if she made a huge fuss in this ghost-faced palace, this man remained silent and let her go, as if everything that happened that day was just something he said casually.

What's even stranger is that this person never takes off his mask.

So over the past two years, Lingxiang only knew that outsiders called this person Wumin Jun.

Ha! Playing mysterious? Lingxiang just doesn't buy it!

People say "a raccoon has nine lives, but they are fleeting." Lingxiang now values ​​her life very much, so how could she put herself in danger?

So after a few times of fooling around, Lingxiang put Wumin Jun out of her mind. Unexpectedly, she received a message from him today, inviting her to a small courtyard in the Magic City Market.

This person is probably sick. He ignored you when he was in the right place, but now he wants to look for you again when he is not free.

Right now Lingxiang has to look for Ophiopogon japonicus, look after Yinghuan, refine medicine for the Demon Lord, and guard the phoenix eggs. How can she have time to care about him!
Especially the phoenix eggs, which are Xiaobai's only chance of survival! I don't know if this netherworld energy has any effect on him.

Seeing Lingxiang was absent-minded, Wuminjun was silent for a long time before he clapped his hands behind him.

There was a sound of footsteps, and a man walked out from the inner room.

Seeing the visitor dressed in exotic clothes, Lingxiang was stunned for a moment. She felt that the person looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him for a while.

hiss……

Where have you seen it?
Lingxiang thought for a long time and finally remembered the face.

"You are not...Bo Luohui!"

That prince from the barbarian tribe who ran from Manzhou to Yuanqing to learn skills!

Why is he here?
Lingxiang still had some impression of this Bo Luohui.

I remember that when I was selecting martial arts for Long Qi and the others, I went to Langhuan Pavilion quite often. Every time I went there, I could always see him studying books in the pavilion. He was an extremely hardworking person.

But ever since Yuan Qing sent their generation of disciples down the mountain to train, they have never seen him again.

But why did he collude with the demons?

Just as the strange fragrance was spreading, Bo Luohui stepped forward and bowed, which was the Taoist etiquette.

This made Lingxiang feel even more puzzled - since they were part of the same clan as the demons, why did they have to perform Taoist rituals with her?
After Bo Luohui bowed, he only said "Elder Fu Cang" and said no more. Lingxiang looked at him for a long time, but still couldn't figure out the reason.

According to the information Chi Yanzi had gathered earlier, weren't the tribes of Manzhou deeply harmed by the demons? Why did this Bo Luohui look like Wu Min's man? Could it be that he was in collusion with the demons?
Lingxiang was full of doubts in her heart, but she remained expressionless. She just glanced at Bo Luohui, snorted, and started picking her nails.

Even so, the doubt in Lingxiang's eyes just now still did not escape Wumin Jun's eyes. He knew that the little girl in front of him was putting on airs, so he just smiled secretly and followed Lingxiang's meaning and asked:
"Elder Fu Cang, aren't you curious about why your sect's disciples are in my Demon Realm?" Lingxiang knew that some things should not be taken too far. Since the other party had given her a way out, if she didn't take advantage of it, it would be a bit ungrateful.

Wu Min does have his own palace in the demon world after all, and his status is extraordinary. I am just a mortal, how can I be so arrogant in front of him? That's enough.

Lingxiang put down her crossed legs, brushed her skirt, cleared her throat and said, "Let's not talk about why he is in your palace. Let me ask you first. Wu Min Jun only said in his letter that he wanted to discuss something, but I can't see that you have the slightest sincerity. How can I feel at ease to have a deep conversation with you?"

Wu Minjun heard what he said and looked at Lingxiang motionlessly. However, because he was wearing a ghost mask, Lingxiang couldn't see his expression and couldn't guess what he was thinking.

It was a long time before Wu Min spoke.

"What does Elder Fu Cang want?"

Lingxiang glanced at Wumin, then picked up the teacup on the table, blew the hot steam off the tea, and took a sip.

The sound was so loud that Bo Luohui couldn't help but look sideways - in his impression, most women in the Central Plains were gentle and quiet, but this Elder Fu Cang...

Bo Luohui often heard the brothers in the sect say that no matter who you mess with, you should never mess with Elder Fu Cang. But after meeting her several times, he didn't think she was that scary. It's just that she did have some etiquette...

unusual……

After taking a sip of hot tea, Lingxiang put down the teacup, took a long breath, and looked extremely comfortable.

"Lord Wu Min knows my background, but I don't know Lord Wu Min's background. Well, I am a businessman, and I can't make a loss if I do business without mistakes!"

Don't blame her for being mercenary. She could have bought something wrong, but she would never have sold it wrong. Since Wu Minjun had approached her, he must have some leverage. She couldn't let him take advantage of her for nothing.

Military strategists have said that only by knowing both yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. Wu Min Jun has been keeping things mysterious for the past two years. Ling Xiang doesn't know him at all, so how can she believe anything he says?

Seeing Lingxiang with a smile on her face and her bright eyes staring at him, Wu Minjun was stunned for a moment. In a trance, he seemed to see the Fairy Tumi - that encounter many years ago was still fresh in his memory and hard to forget.

After a long time, Wu Minjun sighed.

"Elder Fu Cang already knows how others address me, but no one has ever mentioned who my ancestor is. I'm sure Elder Fu Cang has been asking around!"

Lingxiang nodded, then shook her head. Seeing this, Wumin Jun became confused.

What does this little girl mean?
Lingxiang picked up the teacup again, but just held it in front of her. The hot steam from the tea soup rose up, misting Lingxiang's playful face.

How could Wu Minjun not understand what she meant? But he just sat there motionless.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Minjun sighed again, raised his hand helplessly behind his head, and pulled off a ribbon.

The ribbon slipped off, the black scarf fell off, revealing a head of silver hair, and then Wu Minjun reached out again and slowly took off the ghost mask.

"hiss!"

When Lingxiang saw Wuminjun's true appearance, she couldn't help but gasp and almost dropped the soup cup in her hand.

This face...

This face is really...

So scary!

(End of this chapter)