Minglong

Chapter 91 What does he mean?
The social death game is over, and there is no winner in Jinlou.

Although those who failed in the first round were not strong-willed, they at least managed to maintain their dignity.

The five contestants who participated in the third round had their characters almost all collapsed in front of everyone. Even Da Mo Mo, who had a firm heart, found that there were things in his heart that he dared not face, and hurriedly withdrew from the competition.

Although Xie Jinhuan became the winner, he now only regretted coming to this damn place!
At this moment, he held the railing with both hands to blow the cold wind. Whenever he thought of the big pendulum of Butler Hou, the veins on the back of his hands popped out.

Linghu Qingmo stood in front of him and saw that Xie Jinhuan was still unable to let go of his grief, so he comforted him:

"It's all an illusion, there's no need to take it seriously. You...what did you see just now?"

"I saw the most horrific thing in the world."

"what?"

It’s not that Xie Jinhuan didn’t want to describe it, but he really couldn’t describe it.

This is like an indescribable ancient god. Even trying to recall it will awaken the trembling in the deepest part of the soul!
"It's better not to ask. If you look at that kind of thing, you'll have nightmares for half a month."

"is it?"

Linghu Qingmo was really curious, but she couldn't see what was in Xie Jinhuan's mind, so she asked with concern:
"Is your injury okay?"

"It's nothing serious, just stress."

"Do you want to take a break?"

Xie Jinhuan thought for a moment and looked towards the lobby of the Golden Building.

After the competition ended, spectators and contestants rushed into the hall to celebrate.

As the biggest winner, Danyang Yidianhong was so proud at this moment, holding a plaque that read "upright gentleman" and standing at the table, he said:
"All the drinks today are credited to the king... to this prince's account! Drink till you drop!"

"Oh——"

"Your Highness is so generous!"

Many of the onlookers were there to eat for free. They were extremely excited and rushed to grab a table.

Lin Wanyi was also strolling around the hall with a coal briquette on her shoulder, watching the excitement.

As the winner, Xie Jinhuan must join in the celebration, but he is not in the mood right now. He just wants to kill two people to calm down.

Changle Street is not far from here. Han Jingchuan should be checking entertainment venues at this time. It won't take long for him to run quickly and come back to attend the banquet.

But if you're missing for a quarter of an hour or two, you must have a reasonable alibi...

While Xie Jinhuan was thinking secretly, he placed his hand on Zhenglun Sword and asked for help from the ghost wife who almost tortured him to death.

Ye Hongshang then emerged from behind and glanced at the hall below:

“As long as someone sees you’re there, it’s fine; you don’t have to talk to them.

"You can rest in your room under the pretext of something, and have Wanyi walk around the halls with the Zhenglun Sword. I'll occasionally cast an illusion on people so they 'see' you walking around on the second floor. That way, there will be plenty of people to prove your presence later."

Xie Jinhuan thought this idea was perfect and immediately rubbed his chest:

"Sigh~"

Linghu Qingmo was watching the excitement downstairs, and when he saw this, he quickly held his arm:

"Does the wound hurt again?"

Xie Jinhuan shrugged slightly: "I did get angry just now, I think I need to regulate my Qi and meridians. I'll go down later."

Linghu Qingmo did not suspect anything, and took Xie Jinhuan's arm and went to sit in the private room where guests rested.

Xie Jinhuan pretended that his weapons were in the way, took off his Tiangang mace and Zhenglun sword, and handed the Zhenglun sword to Momo:

"I can just rest here for a while. Please help me bring the sword to Miss Lin."

"what?"

Linghu Qingmo took the sword, looking a little bewildered: "Why would I give the sword to Doctor Lin?"

Xie Jinhuan thought for a moment and said with a smile:
"She understands what I mean. Let her walk around downstairs first, I'll be downstairs soon."

?

Linghu Qingmo thought this was a little secret between lovers, but why did he ask her to deliver the message?
She was still Dr. Lin's rival in love, so she couldn't just go up and say:
"Brother Jinhuan asked me to tell you something. Just wait here obediently~"

Isn't this the green tea concubine who monopolizes the harem and doesn't allow the first wife to see her husband?

Linghu Qingmo was a little reluctant, but he still took the sword. Just as he was about to get up and leave, Xie Jinhuan said again:

"Momo, wait a moment." "Anything else?"

Linghu Qingmo looked puzzled.

In order to prevent Momo from running in to check on him later, Xie Jinhuan pretended to be hesitant to speak, and finally pulled her sleeve and sat down beside her:

"Qing Mo, did you see me in the third level just now..."

Linghu Qingmo was shocked and quickly stood up, acting like an iceberg beauty with a firm heart.

"I... I didn't see anything. Witchcraft instruments are inherently destructive. I sensed something was wrong, so I used the mind-awakening technique to free myself!"

"is it?"

Xie Jinhuan looked at Mo Mo, who was fidgeting restlessly. "Then why are you blushing?"

"Have it?"

Linghu Qingmo felt his face burning, but he suppressed his emotions and acted calmly.
"Maybe I ran upstairs too fast just now. I can't take illusions seriously. I didn't see anything. You...you should rest well. I'm going downstairs first."

Before he could finish his words, he disappeared without a trace in a flash. It was estimated that he even used the Thousand Miles Traveling Spell.

Seeing this, Xie Jinhuan knew that Mo Mo would definitely not dare to go upstairs for a while. He wanted to call the ghost wife, but immediately remembered that the ghost wife had been taken away. It was a bit difficult for him to act alone all of a sudden.

He definitely couldn't use his own weapon when going out on an assassination mission. Xie Jinhuan placed the Tiangang Mace next to his pillow, and after a quick look around, he found no one outside the room to disturb him. Without wasting any time, he locked the door and quietly left through the window...

……
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"Come and drink~..."

"Congratulations, His Royal Highness, on winning the jackpot..."

……

The hall of the Golden Building was bustling with noise, with countless drinkers gathered in groups of two or three, discussing the previous exchange.

On the circular stage in the middle, musicians and dancers were performing songs and dances.

Seeing that Xie Jinhuan didn't come down, Lin Wanyi didn't go up to look for him because she was not familiar with the place. She just wandered around the hall, worried about Xie Jinhuan's injury.

But with Linghu Qingmo right in front of her, she really couldn't go up and get jealous, although she was not defeated...

Just as I was thinking about this, I suddenly heard a call from behind:

"Miss Lin?"

Lin Wanyi paused and looked back, only to see Linghu Qingmo walking towards her, holding Xie Jinhuan's sword in his hand, with a somewhat strange look on his face.

"Miss Linghu, why did you come down here alone? Where's Xie Jinhuan?"

"He's resting upstairs. Um... let me give you the sword."

"Ok?"

Lin Wanyi was puzzled and took the Zhenglun sword handed to her:

"What did he give me the sword for?"

Linghu Qingmo didn't know either, so he just followed the instructions and said:

"He said you understood what he meant, and asked you to walk around downstairs first. He would take a rest and then come down."

Do I understand?

Lin Wanyi was completely bewildered. She was about to ask more questions when she noticed Linghu Qingmo had vanished in a flash, looking as if he was afraid she would pull out his hair. She could only look at him with her sword in hand, secretly thinking:

Send the magic sword to ward off evil...

Is this to let her cut off her connection with evil and be a good woman in the future?

They didn't even give me the Martial Arts Divine Codex, how could I...

Or is there another meaning...

Lin Wanyi recalled the moments she had come into contact with the sword—the first time was when she was bathing at Xie Jinhuan's house, the second time was when she was tied to a tree and electrocuted...

Let her take a bath tonight and tie herself up?

Sigh~
He is a gentleman after all. Kissing and touching me are all above board. How could he be so filthy...

Lin Wanyi blushed slightly and wanted to ask, but Xie Jinhuan asked her to wait. She could only pace back and forth, pondering the deeper meaning of the sword gift...

While Lin Wanyi was distracted, a few young ladies who were nearby suddenly noticed the dignified Xie Jinhuan from the corner of their eyes. They looked down from the second-floor fence and then returned to the house...

(End of this chapter)