"Don't pretend." Leng Xuehan said coldly and sternly.
"Are you talking about Bai Ling?" Bai Ling tore a piece of cloth from her clothes, wrapped it around the wound on her neck, and pressed it to stop the bleeding. With a faint smile on her face, she said, "I don't know her!"
There was an even colder aura in his cold-blooded eyes.
Bai Ling touched the wound under her clothes and said softly, "But, you want to find her, is it also for the Heavenly Sword and the Art of Eternal Life?"
"Hehe, what is that?"
Bai Ling clearly saw the flash of disdain in Leng Xuehan's eyes. As expected, this man held himself in high regard, aloof and aloof, and no one could possibly catch his eye. Of course, it was also possible that he knew he couldn't use the Heavenly Sword, and that the Art of Immortality wouldn't be of any use to him, so he didn't need it.
"If it's not about the Heavenly Sword and the Art of Eternal Life, why are you looking for her?"
"Kill her!"
Bai Ling's heart skipped a beat, but her face showed no expression. Instead, she slowly leaned against the door of the room she had just been in, sneering, "Why, did she offend you?"
Or was it Wen Ruyu who wanted him to do this? Thinking of this, Bai Ling's eyes were filled with depth.
Leng Xuehan just pursed his lips and said nothing, but his eyes were staring at her.
"Is this the capital?"
Leng Xuehan looked at the girl who was about fifteen years old. She was as calm as if she was at home. Or was she sure that Wen Ruyu would not dare to do anything to her?
Leng Xuehan slowly inserted his pure black sword into the scabbard and turned around, "The master wants to see you."
Master? Bai Ling raised her head slightly, and soon realized that since this was Wen Ruyu's home, who else could it be besides Wen Ruyu?
Suddenly, an uncontainable murderous aura erupted from Bai Ling's body.
Leng Xuehan, who was walking in front, naturally felt it. Mu turned around and found that the young girl behind him was smiling so charmingly. Where was the trace of purity?
"Lead the way!" Bai Ling smiled ostentatiously.
Leng Xuehan's expressionless face wrinkled slightly.
What Bai Ling didn't expect was that this was clearly a villa. She thought it was the residence of Wen Ruyu's family, but she didn't expect that after following Leng Xuehan out, she actually had to take a car?
That's right, the car drove on the wide and busy street of superpowers for about an hour before arriving at a place halfway up the mountain that was somewhat similar to Xiangqian's villa. It was clear that the gate of the Wen family would be seen in half an hour, but it took half an hour to drive in the mountains and forests, and it was at the speed of the new Xuanwu car. It can be seen how big the Wen family is. During this time, many high-level superpowers can be seen hiding around, and it is obvious that they are here to guard.
Leng Xuehan stood on the red carpet, staring coldly at the fifteen-year-old girl who got out of the car leisurely. His eyes were still looking around, and everywhere he looked, there were high-level psychics. With her current abilities, it would be very difficult for her to escape from here at this time.
When Bai Ling saw the cold man staring at her, she smiled slightly.
"Young Master Leng!" At the door of the villa, Bai Ling saw that the people here seemed to be very respectful to him, and not long after, he saw an old man about seventy years old walking towards him with a smile on his face.
"Master Leng, you're back. The master was just talking about it!"
"Uncle Quan, thank you for your help!" Leng Xue Han nodded at him.
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