Villain: I Will Become Stronger By Accepting A Female Apprentice

"ah!"

Fang Qingqing exclaimed, quickly covered her eyes and turned around.

He kept scolding Lang Zimiu secretly in his heart for being shameless and a scoundrel. His face turned red and his ears turned red.

"Huh? I can control this thing too?"

Lang Zimiu directed his Entering Spirit towards the silver medal in his hand, and found that he could actually take ownership of the silver medal.

As the Entering Spirit continues to flow in, the progress of acquiring ownership slowly increases.

"ah?"

Fang Qingqing let out a surprised sound, then put down the hand covering her face, turned around to look, but immediately turned back and covered her face.

"You didn't tell me such an important thing? I have the right to suspect that you did it on purpose, so I have to give you a little punishment, what do you think?"

While Lang Zimiu seized ownership of the token, he stood up and smiled evilly at Fang Qingqing, who turned around and covered her face.

As soon as he finished speaking, he approached her and hugged her waist.

"ah!"

"I really don't know! I'm just a hardcore killer."

Feeling the big monster, Fang Qingqing screamed in surprise. She raised her hands half up in fear, holding her pink fists, and her delicate body froze again, not daring to move.

Afraid of angering the big monster.

"Give me your little hand."

"If you don't want to be eaten by the big monster, just give me your little hand."

Lang Zimiu rested his chin on her shoulder, turned his head and smiled evilly at her, causing her delicate body to tremble and her face to be filled with fear.

Then he subconsciously extended his little hand to Lang Zimiu.

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After a while, Lang Zimiu finally took full control of the silver medal.

He urged his spiritual energy to look inside, and his spiritual consciousness peered into it. Like a reincarnation bead, there was a space inside.

[Huang Dawang (Silver Medal): Hey, here comes the new guy. He’s going pretty fast. It seems like the youngest doesn’t pose any threat to him. ]

[Little Ghost (Silver Medal): That guy, the youngest, got a Silver Medal by relying on his connections and went to the south of Huaiyuan and still could he be killed? Tsk, what a waste. ]

[Zhao (silver medal): There are people with this kind of strength in the south of Huaiyuan. Although the youngest is useless, he is still spiritual after all. Venerable Realm fifth level. ]

[Little Ghost (Silver): Sneak attack? Assassination? I don’t know. Could it be that there is some new figure who can get on the stage south of Huaiyuan? ]

Lang Zimiu, whose consciousness entered the token, was shocked when he heard several voices coming from around him.

this...

Is there such a remote communication tool in the emotional world? ...

He was suddenly surprised by the feeling of a group voice call, and listened to the chatting of several people with great curiosity.

Are these people silver medalists? Are they all from the Assassination Pavilion?

Just when he was stunned and stunned, a beautiful woman's voice came in and brought him back to his senses.

[Jasmine (gold medal): Be quiet, let me tell him. ]

[Huang Dawang (Silver Medal):........................]

[Little Ghost (Silver):............]

[Zhao (Silver Medal):............]

As soon as the woman spoke, the three male voices in front stopped.

gold medal?

Lang Zimiu narrowed his eyes slightly and focused on her gold medal.

A gold medal requires at least the fifth level of the Spiritual King Realm.

With his current strength, can he fight against someone at the fifth level of the Spirit King Realm?

He thought for a moment, and then the woman's beautiful voice, like running water from a mountain stream, came out again.

[Jasmine (gold medal): You must be quite confused and uneasy now, right? ]

[Jasmine (gold medal): Being able to kill the youngest, regardless of how you killed him, you know more or less about the Assassination Pavilion, right? ]

[Jasmine (gold medal):.........]

[Jasmine (gold medal): If you are listening, please respond. ]

Lang Zimiu thought for a moment after hearing this, and then said: "I'm listening."

[The youngest (silver medal): I’m listening]

As Lang Zimiu's voice came out, everyone else received his words like Lang Zimiu.

[Little Ghost (Silver Medal): Let me go. He is no more than thirty years old when he hears this voice. Is there such a person south of Huaiyuan? This voice is so charming, tsk tsk tsk~ He must be a handsome guy, right? ]

As Lang Zimiu's voice came out, the silver medal killer named Xiaogui couldn't help but exclaimed.

There was a hint of jealousy in his words.

This voice didn't sound very old, and was a bit younger than the other two, who both had middle-aged voices.

[Jasmine (gold medal): Shut up. ]

Jasmine scolded him and signaled him not to interrupt, and then the kid stopped talking.

[Jasmine (gold medal): Ahem, okay, just listen. ]

Somehow, Lang Zimiu felt that there was a different flavor in this woman's voice.

[Jasmine (Gold Medal): Don’t worry, you killed our Assassination Pavilion’s Silver Medal, which is not a way to die. ]

[Jasmine (gold medal): What we at Assassination Pavilion emphasize is strength first, followed by ability to do things. ]

[Jasmine (gold medal): Now you have two choices for those who kill us. ]

[Jasmine (gold medal): One is to join us and become the new silver medal killer, replacing the youngest one. ]

[The youngest (silver medal): Where is the second one? ]

Lang Zimiu interjected, his mature and charming magnetic voice was filled with ease, and he didn't seem to be worried as Jasmine said.

[Jasmine (gold medal): Ahem~ If you are two, then... you will be killed by us. ]

[Jasmine (gold medal): Don’t worry, this job is not difficult or complicated, especially where you are in charge. It is basically not difficult. ]

[Jasmine (gold medal): Moreover, the treatment and remuneration of our Assassination Pavilion are top-notch. Not only are remunerations given every month, but internal staff also enjoy many different permissions, such as being able to use the power of the Assassination Pavilion, such as obtaining access to the Assassination Pavilion. Various confidential information for internal investigations, such as...]

Jasmine talked endlessly about the benefits of the Assassination Pavilion, as if she were a salesperson, and her tone and attitude seemed to have changed.

[Jasmine (gold medal): In short, this level of identity must be of great help and value to you. Are you willing to become a member of our Assassination Pavilion? ]

Finally, Jasmine regained her serious tone and asked Lang Zimiu.

Lang Zimiu gently rubbed his chin, marveling in his heart, thinking that the Assassination Pavilion was a bit interesting. Just the token that can make voice calls made him feel awesome, plus the benefits that Jasmine kept introducing. , he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

All fools know what to choose now.