Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 52 If I were allowed to marry Lu Huizhong, I would be happy even if I had a big yacht and lived in a big mansion!
"Hey, here you are. Come and sit down!"

He Songling looked towards the door and saw a woman in purple standing at the door. She was so beautiful that even though He Songling had seen countless "perfect beauties" created by technology and beauty filters in his previous life, he couldn't help but be dazzled.

Bright eyes, white teeth, skin as white as cream, eyebrows and eyes slightly upturned, with a sense of cynicism, standing at the door in a coquettish manner. With bangs, long hair tied into a high ponytail behind her head, high ponytail, catfish whiskers, a standard first love face.

The lavender embroidered dress made Wu Song's words even more reasonable.

“Purple really is very charming!”

The purple-clothed woman's figure swayed, and she came over as if she was stepping on cotton. She looked at the three elders and asked, "What are the sect leader and the others doing..."

"Stop making trouble? Do you want to eat?" He Songling moved his wrist, the Qi seal flashed, and a large bag of roasted melon seeds appeared in his hand.

"Thank you." The purple-clothed woman dragged a chair and sat next to He Songling. She reached out and grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his palm. Her hand was so soft that He Songling was almost afraid that she would squeeze them into pieces.

"Little Lu, right?"

"Yes, Lu Huizhong. What year were you born?"

"You from 01?"

"Then your name is Jimao Xiaolu, and I'm from 98."

"Okay, Jimao Xiaolu."

"Hey!" Lu Huizhong glared at He Songling. She always liked to bully others, but she actually let others take advantage of her. She said unhappily, "Call me sister!"

"Okay, sister." He Songling spat out the melon seed shells everywhere without any sense of public morality. "I'm 32 and still not married. Are you a non-marriageist?"

"Everyone in the sect is scared of me. Tsk, marry me? Only Xiao Yu has the guts to do that." Lu Huizhong was complacent. "Wait, are you going to mock me for not being able to get married?"

"Hey, congratulations, congratulations, I haven't married yet!" He Songling bowed his hands without sincerity, "I came to the Tang Sect to ask for marriage from the old sect leader. Let's become relatives."

"Isn't it too hasty..." In that era, Lu Huizhong was certainly a master at teasing people with his quirky ways, but for a shameless person like He Songling, it was still too conservative.

"Hey, what's up, Mr. Jiuxu? Are you interested in our little Lu?" Tang Bingwen's voice came from the poison array whose vision was completely obscured by poisonous smoke: "The bride price is 22,000 yuan. I won't marry you if it's less than one cent!"

"Give me ten thousand, or I'll kill you!" Tang Jiaren's roar came out.

"I need eight thousand!" Mr. Hong also shouted.

"I only take four thousand? I will first punish you two for the crime of disrespecting the head of the sect!" Tang Bingwen said angrily.

"Bang!" Lu Huizhong slammed the melon seed shell on the table and stood up. "You want to do business with me? I'll kill you three old bastards first!"

"Hey, don't go." He Songling blocked her way with a Ruyi force.

"What are you doing? Do you really want to marry me?" Lu Huizhong blushed. "No, there is Dan Shi." He Songling's eyes flashed with a light blue light, pointing at the poisonous fog covering the three people.

"You... can see Dan Shi?" Lu Huizhong looked at He Songling in surprise.

Even most of the people in the Tang Sect could not see the existence of Dan Shi. It was the highest level of the Tang Sect's combination of Qi poison and life, which was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Anyone who touched it would die, without exception.

"My talent... is better." He Songling was pleasantly surprised. Even he himself did not expect that he could see Dan Shi. After all, even Qi Ti Yuanliu could not see this thing.

But it makes sense. Ding Shiman was able to vaguely see the stagnant Dan Shi by using "Guan". Compared with the "Guan" he had practiced hard, his innate soul was equivalent to the "Guan" for Chu Ma Xian and the "Feng Hou Qi Men" for ordinary magic. Naturally, it goes without saying.

From the beginning, he vaguely felt the disharmony, and now, after sitting here cracking melon seeds and watching for a long time, He Songling can clearly see the shape of the Danshi distributed in the air. It is a small Qi ball that distorts the air, and it is almost the same as the symbol carved on the stone wall behind the Tang Tomb.

Although he didn't know if his innate eyes would be able to see when these old guys were really about to kill them, this level was enough. This meant that the threat of the Tang Sect to him was greatly reduced.

"Crack... you said... chew chew chew... this Dan Shi thing... cough bah... who researched it... chew chew chew..." He Songling ate melon seeds with great interest and asked Lu Huizhong beside him, "Is this a Qi poison or a hidden weapon, or something else?"

"I don't know either. I can't make this thing." Lu Huizhong said in awe, "This is the highest secret of the Tang Sect. Even the seniors who have practiced it can't explain it, let alone guide others to practice. They can only describe it vaguely. It should be a combination of Qi, life and physical poison. Hey, what do you want me to do?"

"The old leader asked you to accompany me in the Tang Sect for the next two days so that we can develop a relationship." When He Songling saw Master Lu Huizhong, he completely forgot about his previous idea of ​​"not marrying the female assassin of the Tang Sect".

Lu Huizhong didn't know what He Songling was thinking, but seeing the way He Songling was staring at her, his saliva was almost flowing out, he probably didn't think of anything good.

The importance of appearance was now apparent. If someone like Liu Deshui dared to stare at Lu Huizhong like this, she would have stabbed him in the head with her hand, and she might even have to ask for the help of the three elders next to her. But He Songling...

Let’s put it this way, Lao Zuo is slightly inferior.

Lu Huizhong just thought that this little brother was very interesting, with sparkling eyes.

She smiled playfully, her body floating up, and in a moment her laughter floated from far away outside the door: "Build up your relationship, and we'll talk about it when you can catch up with me!"

He Songling chuckled, didn't move, and continued to sit there eating melon seeds.

"Mr. Jiuxu, why don't you chase him out?" The three old men may have had enough of the fight, so they all withdrew their poisonous smoke and hidden line pills, and resumed their appearance as masters. Tang Jiaren walked over with a smile, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and asked while eating.

"No hurry, I'll finish eating these." He Songling had already placed a Qi seal on Lu Huizhong's hand the moment they made contact, and he could use his escape technique to teleport to her side at any time.

As for whether cheating is shameful or not, you must be kidding. Do you understand the value of Tang Sect's first Xu step? He stepped on Yang Lie, pinched Xu Xin, and stepped on Tang Wanru's head. He carried a big man like Lu Ci and jumped directly from the cliff without any external force.

If He Songling could keep up with him by his body movements, why would he bother learning the Xubu technique?

"Hey, what do you think of Xiao Lu?" Tang Jiaren laughed teasingly.

"Needless to say? She's so pretty." He Songling gave a thumbs up. "If I were to marry Sister Lu, I would be willing to drive a yacht and live in a mansion!"

(End of this chapter)