Fantasy: Incarnation of the Destiny Villain at the beginning

Chapter 42

Smiling, Lin Lang said: "Very well, I like honest people."

Ning Qing looked at Lin Lang, hesitant to speak.

In fact, her mood is a bit complicated.

On the one hand, she was a little angry, angry at Lin Lang's irrationality, so she said what she just said.

But on the other hand, she also admitted that Lin Lang was protecting herself.

So, she was actually a little moved.

At least she knew that she was not just an item or an insignificant person in Lin Lang's heart.

No matter what the reason was, at least he had some place in Lin Lang's heart.

"Are you really not going to do anything?" Ning Qing asked after a moment of silence.

"No plan." Lin Lang shook his head.

"Okay." Ning Qing spat out a word.

Then, she got up slowly.

However, before leaving the room, she said to Lin Lang again: "I will fulfill my promise and live and die with you."

After the words fell, she walked out of the room.

Lin Lang lay on the bed, turned to look at Ning Qing.

Looking at Ning Qing's back, Lin Lang's face was a little dazed.

After a while, Lin Lang closed his eyes again.

In the sunshine and breeze, Lin Lang seemed to fall asleep.

……

The next morning.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Lin Lang slowly opened his eyes and looked out the door.

As the energy in the tendons gradually stopped agitating.Lin Lang's gaze also became calmer.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Dong dong!"

Hearing the sound, Lin Lang knew who was knocking on the door.

Lin Lang raised his eyebrows lightly, "Come in."

Following the sound, Mr. Hu opened the door and walked into the room.

After nodding slightly to Lin Lang, Mr. Hu put two purple invitation cards on the table.

Immediately, he said in a low tone: "That kid really has some skills, and he got these two invitations."

"That's right!" Lin Lang's face suddenly showed a touch of joy.

Originally, he just went to the sandalwood man with the idea of ​​giving it a try, to see if he could get an invitation to the Phoenix Conference.

Unexpectedly, the straw sandalwood man could actually get it, which naturally made him feel that it was a pleasant surprise.

With that said, Lin Lang walked from the bed to the table and picked up the invitation.

"Young Sect Master..." Mr. Hu looked at Lin Lang, but hesitated to speak.

Hearing the sound, Lin Lang raised his head and looked at Mr. Hu.

He didn't need Mr. Hu to say anything, he already knew what Mr. Hu meant.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, Lin Lang said: "I've said it all, the soldiers came to cover the water and soil, since I choose to stay here, I naturally have my way."

"I believe in the young suzerain." After hesitating for a while, Mr. Hu still nodded.

"En." Lin Lang nodded slightly.

Then he said: "Go and rest first, and wait until after the Phoenix Conference to talk about anything."

"If that prince is today..." Mr. Hu couldn't help but said.

"Come as soon as you come, the person who comes is a guest." Lin Lang smiled and said lightly.

"Since the young master has said so, then I don't have to worry about it." Elder Hu nodded slightly.

After the words fell, he turned around and left the room.

After Mr. Hu left, Lin Lang took the invitation and patted it on his hand, with a wanton smile on his face.

……

August NO.17, the day when the Phoenix Conference will be officially held is approaching.

On this day, on the first floor of Dafeng, the gate of Zhiming Pavilion was already crowded with people.

In a lively scene, from time to time, there are big figures coming.

Standing on the bustling street, Lin Lang's face was rarely agitated.

After all, such excitement is rare.

Following the flow of people, Lin Lang, Ning Qing, Chi Yue, and Mr. Hu walked to the gate of Zhiming Pavilion together.

There are two spirit beasts crawling at the gate of Zhiming Pavilion.

A head full of flames, with a sheep's head and a beast's body, with ink-stained eyes, is more than ten feet tall.With a terrifying aura, he can directly suppress the realm of the soul!

The other spirit beast has a human body, but ten pitch-black arms protrude from behind. Its horns are tall, its face is like a snake, and it is covered with scales, which makes people feel shuddering!

In the middle of the two spirit beasts, a girl in a red robe, only one meter tall, with delicate features, was checking the invitation cards of the incoming guests.

Looking at the girl, after approaching, Lin Lang handed out the invitation in his hand.

The girl accepted the invitation, but did not let her go immediately.

She looked at Lin Lang, and after a few breaths, she narrowed her eyes and said, "Please go in."

After saying that, she turned sideways, indicating that Lin Lang could go in.

Lin Lang could naturally see the unnaturalness on the girl's face, but he didn't care.

Because on the way here, he had already encountered some eyes that paid attention to him.

The day before yesterday in the battle on Suzaku Street, his image and reputation have already fallen into the hearts of many people!

Although there is still no movement in the imperial city, it has been determined that this dispute is not over, and the short-term calm is just to usher in a bigger storm.

As the center of the storm, Lin Lang was naturally watched by everyone.

Everyone wanted to see how long a guy who dared to humiliate the Holy Son in Xijing could be arrogant and domineering?

Is it the background of a supreme holy place, the strict rules of the Immortal Dynasty, or is this mysterious dragon crossing the river better?

Under the indistinct eyes, Lin Lang walked in with a calm expression.

After entering the door, Lin Lang's gaze shifted.

Unlike what he imagined, the Zhiming Pavilion in front of him is not a huge house, but a huge space.

At his feet was a blue lake.

Around, is a side curtain.

There are figures behind the curtain exuding power, and there are also some ghost-like figures behind the curtain.

However, there is no one behind the more curtains, and it is empty.

"There are no rules, just choose a place by yourself." Chi Yue said to Lin Lang.

"Understood." Lin Lang nodded.

Then, he stepped forward and walked behind a curtain in a calm and unrestrained manner.

Behind the curtain, there is another space.

There are two walls, there are windows on the walls, there is wind outside the windows, and there are fine bamboos.

There is a table and some chairs in the middle.

Looking at the chair woven with golden rattan, Lin Lang rubbed his nose and sat on it.

Chi Yue, Ning Qing, Hu Lao, and all the disciples did not sit down, but still stood.

In front of everyone's eyes, the curtain is not yet transparent, and they cannot see the situation outside.

"It's interesting." The corners of Lin Lang's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It should start soon." Chi Yue said softly.

"I'm not in a hurry." Lin Lang said.

While he was chatting with Chi Yue, a girl walked in.

The girl looks similar to the girl at the door.

However, she also looks more dull in a white roe deer.

After entering, the girl put down several cups of tea on the tray, then turned around and left.

Looking at the tea in front of him, Lin Lang didn't reach out to pick it up.

On the side, Chi Yue stretched out her hand and picked up a cup of tea.

When the lid of the cup was lifted, the tea air instantly condensed into dancing human figures and animal shapes in the void, and there was even a faint roaring sound in the void.