Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 108 Xiao Gao’s Childhood Story
Seeing Lin Feng acting mysteriously, Zhang Ze was a little confused.

But after looking down at his clothes, he immediately reacted.

Zhang Ze was wearing the white robe of a disciple of the Sword Sect today.

Lin Feng’s current identity is an undercover righteous cultivator lurking in the evil path but pretending to be a righteous cultivator.

You really shouldn't know yourself.

However, since Lin Feng wanted to play the spy contact scene, Zhang Ze felt that he should cooperate.

Zhang Ze kept a distance and hung far behind Lin Feng, strolling leisurely like a normal passerby, stopping and starting.

From time to time, I would stop by the roadside stalls to look at the magical gadgets sold by the demon tribe.

However, as he walked, Zhang Ze felt something was wrong.

He always felt that someone was scolding him.

The demon vendors, the wandering cultivators shopping, and even a few brothers from the Sword Sect were all making up stories about Xiao Gao's childhood.

Xiao Gao was often bitten by dogs when he was a child, so he added a bunch of dogs to the grave circle of Tiankuhuangzhong.

When Xiao Gao goes to the toilet, the door cannot be opened from this side.

When Xiao Gao was sleeping, there were seven or eight thousand-machine puppets hanging on the beams. He could only turn off the lights and sleep after dodging the hidden weapons.

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Although Zhang Ze knew that this day would come sooner or later, he didn't expect it to come so soon, and the sense of déjà vu of these little stories was so strong.

Zhang Ze stopped in front of a stall. He knocked on the stall counter, threw a spirit stone to the dog demon owner, and then bought two talismans at random.

"Boss, let me find out who this Xiao Gao is. Why are you all talking about him?" Zhang Ze asked knowingly.

The dog demon boss didn't know the inside story and couldn't explain it clearly, but Zhang Ze figured out the whole story based on these few words.

Although Qianji Pavilion had made thorough preparations before, the dungeon still encountered many problems in the past few days.

There are many idea kings like Wang Ma and Da Xiong. The trouble they cause or the mechanisms they touch have to be dealt with by the Thousand Machines monks.

And Xiao Gao's pseudonym was leaked by someone unknown.

Every Thousand Machines monk who went in to deal with the mechanism said that he was Xiao Gao.

Perhaps they also knew that many of the designs of this dungeon were too dark, and revealing their real names would easily lead to being beaten when walking at night.

Xiao Gao's public alias became a punching bag for the casual practitioners.

After leaving the dungeon, the monks, who were somewhat resentful, naturally began to make up stories about Xiao Gao's childhood.

And these monsters who like to watch the fun found that as long as they talked about Xiao Gao's childhood stories, their business would improve a lot.

So it became what it is now.

"If I remember correctly, there's a girl named Fu Ji in the dungeon. Why isn't there a story about her?"

Zhang Ze was very puzzled as to why these monks did not target Fu Ji.

The dog demon looked around mysteriously, then spoke in a low voice.

"I dare not make up Miss Fuji's story randomly. Let me tell you."

After listening to this, Zhang Ze felt that these people were all obsessed with appearance and their minds were full of feudal superstitions.

Not to mention Fu Ji's cultivation level, just because she is so cute, this group of unruly people are particularly tolerant of her.

In addition, another job of Fu Ji is to distribute card packs to people.

So in order to open the hidden cards, Fu Ji has become the fairy who is in charge of the cards.

Xin Fuji, open the flash card.

This is the consensus reached by that group of unruly people in the past few days.

"Buy one. My family's craftsmanship is the best in the entire pedestrian street. Look how cute it is." The dog demon took out a box.

After opening the box, Zhang Ze saw that it was full of small dolls in the image of fuji.

It’s quite cute.

Zhang Ze picked two at random, paid the money, and then walked towards the inn that Lin Feng had just entered.

But as soon as he reached the door of the inn, Zhang Ze felt that something was wrong with this place.

Why does this crappy place look so familiar?

Zhang Ze looked at the painting hanging in the middle of the lobby, which showed a fox chasing a butterfly.

Zhang Ze took a few steps back and saw the four big words written on the plaque, which changed from Fox and Butterfly Restaurant to Fox and Butterfly Inn.

"Heh." Zhang Ze sneered.

At the same time, the voice of the slutty fox came from behind the counter. "Sir, please wait a moment. I'm stuck."

Zhang Ze sighed, sat down at a seat near the door, and poured himself a cup of tea in a familiar manner.

Perhaps because the location was a bit remote and the restaurant had just opened, he was the only customer in the lobby at that moment.

The proprietress waited for a long time, and when no one paid attention to her, she raised her head from behind the counter.

"Why are you here again?" The proprietress swept her tail back and forth, looking at Zhang Ze, who was confused for a moment.

"I'm from the Sword Sect, so it's not normal for me to appear here." Zhang Ze put down his teacup and pointed at the white robe of his Sword Sect disciple.

"Also, why are you here? Don't you want the store in Hancheng anymore?" Zhang Ze asked back.

"It's closed," the proprietress replied. "You need to be decisive in business, little brother."

"Sister, I have a keen eye and can see at a glance that there is a great business opportunity here." She stretched her waist and stretched seductively.

"Tell the truth." Zhang Ze naturally didn't believe what the vixen said.
"Why should I tell you the truth? This Qianji Pavilion is not run by your family." The proprietress turned over with her hands on the counter, sat on the counter with her legs crossed and looked at Zhang Ze.

"Who said this isn't owned by my family?" Zhang Ze took out his Qianji Pavilion's highest-level badge.

"You still have to pay me rent every month." Zhang Ze put away the badge and said, "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

The proprietress sighed and jumped down from the counter.

She adjusted her skirt to cover her long white legs, and came over to refill Zhang Ze's tea. "Because there are so many handsome guys in the Sword Sect here, I'm jealous. Okay."

Zhang Ze nodded, thinking that this reason was reliable.

Maybe Zhang Ze was delayed for too long, Lin Feng had already started using voice transmission to urge Zhang Ze to hurry up and meet on the second floor.

Zhang Ze responded via voice transmission and walked towards the second floor.

When they reached the stairs, Zhang Ze suddenly turned around and reminded them.

"By the way, be more careful when you strike.

"Those inner sect sisters are guaranteed to have reached the Golden Core stage. If you sleep with their men, no one can protect you."

The proprietress wagged her tail to indicate that she understood.

After going up to the second floor, Zhang Ze saw Lin Feng in a room at the end of the corridor.

There is a small ball on the table in the room. It is light blue and emits a faint fluorescence. It is probably a magic weapon to block prying eyes.

Just as Zhang Ze was about to speak, Lin Feng spoke first.

"Something has changed at the Blood Lion Rudder."

Zhang Ze took a while to react before he remembered the matter of the Blood Lion Rudder.

There was no way around it. These demons had been going all out in their fight against the demons recently, so much so that Yangguan Road had truly become, as its name suggested, Yangguan Avenue.

Also, because the senior envoy Qiu Daxia was currently studying in the sword hall and was under 24-hour surveillance, Zhang Ze didn't pay much attention to the matter of the Blood Lion Helm.

Anyway, no matter what happens, Song Qingpao will be the one to tip off.

"What's wrong? What happened over there?" Zhang Ze asked.

Lin Feng took out a Blood Lion Helm token from his arms.

"Just now, the Blood Lion Ancestor's men sent me a message saying that the Ancestor has withdrawn from Qingjing.

"He promoted me to the position of stronghold leader and allowed me to do whatever I wanted."

Just as Lin Feng finished speaking, Song Qingpao's letter arrived.

[The Blood Lion Ancestor has withdrawn from Qingjing. What arrangements do you have for your subordinates?]

Zhang Ze replied with four words without even thinking.

【Wait and see】

There was no way, Zhang Ze didn’t know what to say.

These four words are enough for Song Qingpao to imagine.

Zhang Ze took out the Black King Token from his treasure bag. This token had not responded since Qiu Jidan called her "Mom" last time.

It was magical. The Hundred Demons Sect didn't use any messy secret methods to cause trouble for him, and Zhang Ze couldn't find a way to activate this token.

It’s as if this Black King Order no longer exists.

"I wonder if I can do something with this thing?"

(End of this chapter)