The undercover agent sent by the imperial court

Waking up early in the morning, Ling Xuan got up to practice kung fu as usual. After washing up, he changed into the robe that Yin Tianming prepared yesterday. The black and gold configuration was gorgeous and flamboyant. Although it seemed cumbersome, his actions were as unaffected as wearing the training clothes , the dark design can hold two more knives than the previous clothes.

I didn’t study it carefully yesterday, and now I’m wearing it, so I realized that the clothes are really not simple. Speaking of which, the emperor’s dragon robe should be the same, but I probably have no chance to try it. In the past, just touching the hat would be reprimanded by the master for a long time. said.

"Master, it's time for us to go." The person who opened the door was wearing a black robe with the same mask and said, and the other person was standing on the other side in a white robe and stood respectfully without saying a word.

These two seemed to be Dharma protectors. Ling Xuan nodded slightly and got up without saying a word. He raised his black robe and went out the door first. The sedan chair at the door was already ready. Seeing the black figure, all members bent down, "Master!"

Ling Xuan ignored it and went straight to the sedan chair and sat down. His subordinates didn't notice anything wrong. Watching the protector stepping on the sedan chair, he got up and walked forward. Protector Bai was speechless secretly. The first one was pretended by Mr. Ling.

After all, he is also a prince, and this ostentation does not trouble Ling Xuan, "The question is what to do next." Ling Xuan straightened his robe and sighed. The sedan chair was very stable and the surrounding area was unexpectedly quiet. Although he was a little curious, Ling Xuan was still obedient. Sit back and wait.

The Devil's Cult was still as arrogant as ever, and when they came to the meeting, they took a sedan chair, watching the Demon's Cult's team slowly approaching, and the people present secretly sighed in their hearts. Ling Xuan had no idea that he had actually arrived at the meeting place, and the sedan chair thought Straight to the stage.

Yin Tianming glanced over and all the people present dared to be angry but dared not speak. They could only secretly talk about this incident in the interior. Shao Ziqian quietly watched the scene on the side of the Devil's Cult. For Shao Ziqian who has always followed the peaceful route Very unpleasant.

In fact, Shao Ziqian told Yin Tianming more or less about Yin Tianming's ostentation, and secretly used a lot of stumbling blocks, but this time the person who came over was Ling Xuan, and Shao Ziqian looked at the sedan chair quietly but did not stop it as usual Instead, he watched helplessly as the opponent's guardian took over the bearer's position, took the sedan chair and flew directly onto the stage, and then gently put it down.

The tacit attitude of the martial arts leader made the scene harmonious. Everyone didn't say anything about the Demon Cult's appearance this time, and the major leaders didn't say anything about it for the opening of the cave in the future.

The stage set up for the meeting did not have steps as big as a sedan chair. Of course, Yin Tianming knew about this, so he deliberately chose a sedan chair that could be lifted by two people to complete the scene.

Protector Bai knelt down respectfully, Protector Black stepped forward and raised the curtain and said, "Here we are, Master."

Ling Xuan's eyelids twitched as soon as he raised his eyes. Something that he didn't know happened just now. Does this appearance deserve to be called the Devil's Cult?