Cohabitation with the police flower: the student against the sky

"You two go get busy, let me handle this!" Ling Jie waved to the two security guards, and said confidently.At this time, Ling Jie had already remembered who the old man in front of him was.If he guessed right, this old man must be the old man he met in southern Xinjiang last time.I was also secretly reminding myself that this old man should have recognized me too.

"You, you're not dead yet?" Wen Xiang was taken aback, the crutch in his hand had already fallen to the ground. "Old man, you are curious, right! Come with me, I'll talk to you!" Ling Jie came to the old man, picked up the crutches on the ground, handed them to Wen Xiang, and walked into the game city.

This is not a place for conversation at all, Ling Jie can only invite him to the office.He didn't want to let more people know about it.This was what Ling Jie was most worried about.

Wen Xiang was taken aback, and followed.This kid has a really long life.Unexpectedly, Wen Xiang was not dead yet, and Wen Xiang's heart turned from shock to admiration.If Ling Jie is willing to accept apprentices, Wen Xiang will worship him as his master.There is no age difference for a martial artist.Wen Xiang has always attached great importance to martial arts.Identity is no longer important to him.I just want a master to teach myself how to break through the current bottleneck.

Let me mention here, the ranks of the martial arts world in Huaguo: Warrior, Martial Master, Martial Sect, Martial Soul, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial Immortal.Each level is divided into junior high school and high level three, which are all closely related to each other.In Huaguo, where martial arts are now in decline, being able to practice martial arts to the level of a martial king is an existence against the sky.However, Wen Xiang is currently a master of martial arts and is currently at a high level.It took ten years, but he still hadn't broken through this level and was promoted to Wuzong.This is something he has been struggling with.Just as Ling Jie and Wen Xiang left, the people who had been watching just now also quietly left here.

At ten o'clock sharp, Ling Jie's office.

"Tell me, what's your business?" Ling Jie sat on the sofa, beckoning Wen Xiang to sit down.In his heart, he secretly looked at the old man in front of him, his martial arts level.

Last night, Ling Jie also checked the hierarchical system of the martial arts world in Huaguo.What a coincidence, I only met him last time in Southern Xinjiang, and this time I bumped into this old man again.

"Hmph!" Wen Xiang put aside his crutches, and sat opposite Ling Jie: "Tell me first, how did you get out. I'm very surprised, why did you come out without a trace?" After thinking for a while, Wen Xiang Xiang still planned to express his doubts.

If Ling Jie really learned real skills in Southern Xinjiang, he would definitely learn from him.These are all things he has thought about.Moreover, an intuition in my heart told me.The little doll in front of him was not simple, and Wen Xiang didn't know where the fear came from.

The moment Nan Jiang saw Ling Jie, he felt a little scared in his heart.He had never encountered such a thing in his life, so he couldn't believe his eyes.

"If I don't tell you, what can you do?" A mysterious look flashed across Ling Jie's face, making Wen Xiang's heart skip a beat.At this moment, he was afraid.

The seemingly simple sentence just now made Wen Xiang feel an unprecedented sense of fear in his heart.He knew that Ling Jie was not joking.If he really fights with Ling Jie, he will definitely lose the wind.