Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 113 Why did you look for them?

Lin Feng encountered the first life-and-death test in his undercover career.

At this time, he was not in the Qianji Pavilion Pedestrian Street, but in a ruined mountain temple thirty miles outside Qianji Pavilion.

There was snow outside the temple, and the mountain wind blew in through the broken window with broken snow.

There was a person sitting in front of Lin Feng. He had an ordinary build, ordinary face, ordinary clothes, and an ordinary voice.

Apart from his identity as a special envoy of the Hundred Demons Sect, just like Mr. Qiu, he is extremely ordinary.

After he found Lin Feng, he nonchalantly revealed his identity and asked Lin Feng to do something for him.

It just so happened that Zhang Ze suddenly contacted Lin Feng at this time, and he hesitated and did not answer, which made the special envoy of the Hundred Demons Sect suspicious.

The Hundred Demons Sect's envoy, who called himself nameless, glanced at Lin Feng's chest and said, "Someone's looking for you."

I don't know how he sensed the unusual movement of the sound transmission jade.

Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged, but he felt irritated in his heart. Wuming's always indifferent attitude made Lin Feng unsure of the right measure.

"What would he do if my senior brother were here?" he asked himself.

[When you encounter a problem, don't worry about it, question it first. - Zhang Ze]

After gaining wisdom from his senior brother’s advice, Lin Feng was no longer confused.

His face was cold. "I don't know what you are talking about. Now that the Blood Lion Ancestor has left Qingjing, I haven't heard of any new envoys."

Wuming smiled, took out a Black King Order from his pocket and threw it on the table, "Do you recognize it?"

Lin Feng still had no expression on his face. "What is this? I have never seen it before."

When it comes to being a master at putting on a cold face, Lin Feng is confident that no one can compare to him.

Wuming saw Lin Feng's expression and laughed in his heart.

"He's an ignorant fellow. He has some talent, but he's been following that idiot Blood Lion and has picked up his stupidity.

"But it's not a good idea. This way it's easier to train."

Wuming and Qiu Jidan arrived at Qingjing at the same time, but he was the real envoy of the Hundred Demons Sect.

What happens to Qiu Jidan and the Blood Lion Duo has nothing to do with him. He just needs to do his job well.

That's just a cover.

Now that this heavy snow has come, his mission is accomplished.

Wuming has handed over the remaining finishing work to his trusted subordinates.

Wuming, who had some free time, planned to go into Qianji Pavilion to take a look.

He had planned this a long time ago, but there were too many masters from the Sword Sect in Qianji Pavilion recently, and he also had important matters to attend to, so he didn't make the time.

Now, because of the heavy snow, Jiange's attention was diverted, and he had the opportunity to take advantage of it.

It's just that Wuming is cautious by nature, so even so he needs to be prepared before taking any action.

And Lin Feng is his preparation.

It was also his initiative to promote Lin Feng before.

He had been secretly observing the situation in Qingjing for a long time and felt that the only one with some talent among the Blood Lion's men was Song Qingpao.

As for Song Qingpao, Wuming has already reported to the headquarters and can be considered for promotion.

Among Song Qingpao's subordinates, he is most optimistic about Lin Feng and plans to recruit him under his command.

"This is the Black King's Order. You should have heard of it." After saying that, Wuming raised his hand and lifted up the Black King's Order out of thin air.

A faint sense of oppression enveloped Lin Feng, and Lin Feng immediately realized that Wuming was the one who delivered the message to him and promoted him to the leader of the stronghold.

Lin Feng's cold face was just the right amount of stunned for a moment, then he immediately stood up from his seat and knelt on one knee, "Thank you for the promotion, senior."

"Is that all?" Wuming asked.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, senior?" Lin Feng didn't look up.

"I can give you more." Wuming began to paint a rosy picture for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng still kept his head down and said nothing.

"I'm just a special envoy and won't stay in Qingjing for long. The headquarters will send another Blood Lion over. I don't know whether the Blood Lion will recognize your identity by then." Wuming began to point out the pros and cons to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was silent for a while before he said, "Please teach me, Senior."

"Eat this and become my confidant."

A pill appeared in Wuming's hand. It was red in color, with three dan patterns swirling and intertwined.

This Heart Control Pill is his means of control. It looks like a pill, but it is actually a poisonous insect.

It can indeed improve one's cultivation level after taking it, but life and death all depend on Wuming's thoughts.

If Wuming had found someone else, perhaps this matter would have been successful, but he found Lin Feng.

It’s just a heart-controlling pill, and Lin Feng has to find a way to deal with it.

Wuming stared at Lin Feng who had taken the Heart Control Pill, observing his expression. Just as Lin Feng was about to swallow the Heart Control Pill, he remembered his senior brother's advice.

[Act the whole play, and be more cautious at critical moments.

——Zhang Ze

When it comes to acting, Raymond Lam is an experiential person.

He immediately put himself in the shoes of a lowly demonic cultivator.

The emotions are there, and the acting is natural.

Lin Feng put down the hand that was raised to his mouth.

He stared at the pill in his hand for a long time.

There was a greedy desire for power and strength in his eyes, but it was also mixed with fear of the future.

After struggling for a long time, the desire for power finally overcame the fear.

Wuming was very satisfied.

Because he has seen this kind of situation many times.

"I am willing to die for you, senior." Lin Feng made up his mind and swallowed the Heart Control Pill.

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, a black sword shadow in Lin Feng's dantian began to move, heading straight for the Heart Control Pill and suppressing the poisonous insect in the pill on the spot.

But Wuming was completely unaware.

Wuming, who had chosen the wrong target, was now satisfied because he had obtained a useful chess piece.

He nodded and motioned Lin Feng to sit down.

"Who contacted you just now?" Wuming's tone was much better, but he had not forgotten about it.

"He is a cultivator from Qianji Pavilion whom I met recently. He doesn't know my identity." Lin Feng's lies came out of his mouth without any hesitation.

"Why don't you ask him what he wants to do?" Wuming had some evil thoughts after hearing this.

At Qianji Pavilion, Zhang Ze threw the sound transmission jade up and down, waiting for Lin Feng to contact him.

After almost failing to catch it for the third time, the sound transmission jade sensed something.

"Brother Zhang, what do you want to talk to me about?" Lin Feng's voice came from the sound transmission jade.

Hearing that Lin Feng's tone and address were a little different from usual, Zhang Ze felt that something might have happened over there.

Usually Lin Feng calls him senior brother.

"The task you asked me to do is really troublesome. The security in the cabinet has been very strict recently, and you can't take anything out." Zhang Ze immediately got into the role and started making up a lie.

"It's okay. There's nothing we can do about it. I'm asking too much." Lin Feng cooperated very well and chatted nonsense with Zhang Ze.

"Okay, okay. I'm the one who invites Brother Lin." Zhang Ze said in a cheerful tone.

After chatting for a few more sentences, just as they were about to end, Lin Feng's voice suddenly came over.

"Brother Zhang, if you're not busy, come over to my place later. I have a friend I want to introduce to you."

Lin Feng's tone was a little hesitant, as if someone had instructed him to say so.

"Of course I'm not busy. I love making friends the most." Zhang Ze ended the call.

Zhang Zexin said that this was really the case of the pillow coming first and sleepiness coming later.

Brother Feng is worthy of being Brother Feng, he is truly a man of great luck.

As soon as I finished talking to Lin Feng, the triggering conditions were met.

The system popped up a task again after a long absence.

[Hundred Demon Sect side quest, Snow Falls on Green Thorns opens]

"Come on, A-Li, let's see what big fish Brother Feng caught."

A'li nodded, turned into an ordinary dagger and jumped into Zhang Ze's hand.

Half an hour later, Wuming met Zhang Ze at the foot of a mountain ten miles away from Qianji Pavilion.

He is satisfied.

He felt that this person was easier to control than Lin Feng.

When Zhang Ze saw Wuming and Lin Feng standing on the side of the road, he smiled happily, as if he had seen his relatives.

[Snow falls on green thorns, mission progress 10%]

A'li, who had transformed into a dagger and hung on Zhang Ze's waist, glanced at Wuming and sighed in his heart.

"You said you were living a good life, why did you look for them?"

"sorrow."

"Wait to die."

(End of this chapter)