The leaf with sharp air flow was like a hidden weapon, attacking her at a very fast speed, but it didn't mean to kill her. Obviously, it was just to test her.
She gathered her spiritual power. While avoiding the side of her body, she clamped the leaf between her fingers, looked at the man with silver hair and asked, "are you Mr. Lin?"
Vaguely, she seemed to smell a smell of medicine in the air, which seemed to come from this young master Lin.
The man put down his scissors and turned around. Previously, the side face has made people feel amazing, but now to see his face, people can't help but want to praise.
A stranger is like a jade, and there is no one like him in the world.
Silver white hair, low-key mysterious purple clothes, a simple body, but also permeated with a profound breath, his eyes deep and calm, as if there is a mysterious force in it.
When downing looked at it, he felt a little lost in his mind. When he looked again, it seemed that the light in his eyes was just an illusion.
In particular, she could not see through the cultivation of the people in front of her.
Looking at the child in front of him, Mr. Lin was still surprised. I've heard that this is a five-year-old child, but I don't want to. He looks very soft and cute. However, such a pure and harmless child has a strong cultivation. He even dares to break into the city Lord's mansion at night, and gives the LORD a powerful shot.
It has to be said that he has always been indifferent to the children's affairs, and he is more interested in them.
"Your name is downing?" He came closer and looked at the child, who was less than his waist, with a smile on his excellent face.
Because of his approach, Downing could only see his face by looking up his head. Therefore, without answering, he asked, "what do you want me to do?"
"Nothing." He looked at him with a negative hand and said, "I just want to see what a child who dares to rush into the Lord's house at night is like."
"You look bored."
She was not surprised that they knew that she had gone to the city Lord's house last night. As the studio of the most underground force in the city, if she didn't know about it, she doubted whether they really had the fake monk on their hands?
"And the man I want?" She asked.
Mr. Lin looked at him and asked, "you are not a monk. Why should you take care of their affairs?"
"Am I not a monk?" Downing touched his bare head.
"You said, not every one who shaves his head is a monk." Looking at the appearance of the child, he said with a smile, went to the pavilion with his negative hand, and sat down there: "can you play chess?"
Tang Ning glanced and said, "who can't play chess?" She went over and sat down at the stone bench. Seeing that there were chess pieces on one side, she picked up one and put it down.
Mr. Lin took a look at him, and then left behind one son. He said, "it's hard to do anything for them with your own efforts. If you're not careful, you'll get burned."
"Oh." She answered casually.
Seeing the child holding his cheek in one hand and holding a chess piece in the other hand, he casually responded to the scene. He dropped a piece, and then saw that he also quickly put down a piece, and could not help laughing.
"You don't have any rules in this mess."
Tang Ning took a look at him, the young baby voice with a strong voice said: "I'm only five years old, you don't ask too high."