Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms - Chapter 316

Chapter 316 Ling Yirong

It was late at night, and the fire in the northeast corner of the Sheriff’s Mansion was extinguished.

Although there was a lot of noise in that fire, it was someone else’s job to put out the fire after all. It was so far away, but the little emperor was quiet here, as if he existed in another world.

In fact, there is a lot of unrest in this mansion. A big fire cannot come out of thin air. Who set the fire? Where is the person who started the fire now? Which faction does the opponent belong to? Questions such as these also need to be investigated in depth.

But the same sentence, those are other people’s business – at least with the little emperor, these are other people’s business.

Even if he wanted to take care of it, no one would let him take care of it.

So he could only ignore it, he stretched out his tentacles and went out to make a fuss, and then retracted into his shell. He was inhaling poisonous fumes, fascinated by vain dreams, and finally locked himself in that deep small room, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Cheng Ling jumped up lightly, lying on a tree next to the little emperor’s room like a shadow.

There was actually a hidden guard hidden in this tree. Cheng Ling listened to the sound and judged his existence in advance through the weak breathing of the dark guard. Then she released the strange hidden weapon obtained from Tong Wen, a master of Yingwu Hall. Snow Quenching Needle.

The snow-quenching needle was shot out from her finger without a sound, and hit the key point on the side of the dark guard’s neck.

The dark guard silently closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After Cheng Ling jumped onto the tree, she held a magnet in her hand. She raised her hand with the magnet and sucked it on the side of the dark guard’s neck, and sucked the snow-quenching needle back again.

The snow-quenching needle is very easy to use, not only because it is made of cold iron precision forging, but more importantly, its needle has its own poison groove, which can be freely filled and quenched into various poisons.

When Cheng Ling was in the mountains, he collected a lot of medicinal materials in his spare time, and used the energy of the sun to refine them.

Her space has expanded, and she can hold a lot of things now, which is really cool to be honest.

The dark guard fell asleep, and Cheng Ling was afraid that he would fall from the tree, so he thoughtfully took a rope and tied him to the branch. Then Cheng Ling huddled beside the hidden guard, carefully observing the little emperor in the room.

Of course, because of the doors and windows, Cheng Ling couldn’t see clearly what the little emperor was doing in the house.

She only knew that the little emperor’s room was very quiet, the candles were lit in the room, and the figure of the little emperor was reflected on the window paper, as quiet as a silhouette of a sculpture.

This is very inconsistent with his previous crazy image.

But the shadow of the little emperor still held the censer and did not let go, as if he had grown up with the censer.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but suddenly, the quiet shadow of the little emperor moved.

He held the incense burner and walked to a side window, raised his hand, and pushed open the window himself.

His personal **** “Koizumi” followed closely beside him. Seeing the little emperor pushing the window himself, he hurriedly whispered in fear: “Your Majesty.”

The little emperor ignored him, just held the censer and poked his head out of the window.

There are sparse starlight in the sky, sprinkled on his face, making his complexion extremely white, his face is small, and a pair of dark eyes seem to be soaked in mist at any time, pitiful and mysterious, with unpredictable weirdness.

On the tree, Cheng Ling’s heart skipped a beat again.

She clearly felt that the little emperor standing by the window was looking at her on the tree!

It’s the second time, this is the second time,

Cheng Ling can already be sure that the little emperor really found her, this is definitely not her illusion!

How did he find out? Why on earth could he find out? So many masters couldn’t find Cheng Ling, a little emperor with sloppy feet and weak constitution, how did he find her?

The most important thing is, since he found her, why didn’t the little emperor tell her to break her Xingzang?

In an instant, various thoughts had turned in Cheng Ling’s mind.

But seeing the little emperor’s gaze sweeping across the treetops here, he quickly retracted. Then the little emperor lowered his head, held the censer, and walked towards the inner room in silence.

The **** “Xiao Quanzi” quickly followed behind him, following him closely.

The window was half open, and it was not put down again.

Cheng Ling’s mind turned and he finally made a bold decision at this moment.

I saw the night wind moving gently, and Cheng Ling was also moving with the wind. A cloud covered a star in the sky, and Cheng Ling also fell from the tree in an instant, and turned into a breeze and penetrated into the little emperor’s room.

The half-opened window was gently lowered by Cheng Ling, covering everything in the room again.

This is a standard living room with two patterns of light and dark. The interior furnishings also revealed low-key luxury. A strange warm fragrance permeated the air, making Cheng Ling hold his breath again the moment he entered.

Holding his breath like this, relying entirely on true energy to maintain internal breathing, Cheng Ling can last for about two quarters of an hour at a time.

When the time limit is up, she still needs to breathe for a while before she can continue to breathe internally.

Cheng Ling walked lightly, listening carefully to the movement in the inner room, and only heard the little emperor’s footsteps scattered. After walking for a while, he made a “bang” and sat down—or maybe lay down.

In short, the little emperor stopped walking, but said lazily: “Koizumi, you go outside and stay outside. You are not allowed to come in unless I call you. I want to be alone, hehehe…”

There is a long string of laughter in the end of his voice, which is light and ethereal, and there is always an indescribable weirdness.

Cheng Lingyi is a bold man, but he just put his heart on the sidelines and waited outside.

After a while, “Koizumi”, who had withdrawn respectfully, walked outside. Immediately afterwards, “Xiaoquanzi”‘s eyes went dark, it was Cheng Ling who knocked him out!

Cheng Ling raised his hand, using the ever-changing magic star-picking hand, and quietly touched Xiaoquanzi’s sleeping point. Then, she caught him and stuffed him into a tea cabinet outside.

The lower space of the cabinet was quite large, and Koizumi was thin and small. Cheng Ling tidied it up a little bit, and successfully completed this action.

Of course, during this period, Cheng Ling also carefully observed Koizumi’s bone shape, body and appearance, etc.

After stuffing people, Cheng Ling performed the bone shrinking skill on the spot, and shrank with a click. After a few breaths, Cheng Ling’s height was two inches shorter out of thin air.

Yes, this Koizumi turned out to be two inches shorter than Cheng Ling.

Koizumi is a short little eunuch, about fourteen or fifteen years old. Cheng Ling is a tall girl. Although she is not much older than him, she is actually two inches taller than him.

Now that she is two inches shorter, Cheng Ling is very close to Koizumi in terms of body shape.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Ling took out the mirror and various materials from the space. Then she smeared her face, and after a short while, a “new Koizumi” who was 80-90% similar to the “original Koizumi” appeared in the mirror!

(end of this chapter)