After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 97 Corpse
  God is fair.

Yuan Yulang was given a level-A medium spiritual root, but he was given the ability to be tone-deaf.

After Tang Ling listened to the little tune he hummed casually, he imitated it with difficulty for a while and then gave up.

"This is impossible." She waved her hands, "I can't possibly learn it."

Yuan Yulang was also sweating profusely while singing, "So you don't want me to sing to sleep?"

It's really hard to do something you're not good at.

Tang Ling shook his head.

Listening to this song to lull you to sleep is crazy.

"Then why do you want me to sing?"

"I suddenly thought of a question - I hummed that Requiem unconsciously, but I had never learned to sing a similar song before."

Tang Ling said, "So I was thinking, could it be... that I am a singing genius?"

Yuan Yulang was speechless, "So you asked me to sing just to see if I can sing all the songs after listening to them?"

Tang Ling nodded, "Looking at it now, it's obviously not the case."

"Go to sleep and see if you sleepwalk again tonight. I'll help you observe it," Yuan Yulang said.

Tang Ling felt a little disappointed.

I thought I had developed a golden finger.

Speaking of golden fingers, that little bud in the sea of ​​consciousness has not moved at all in the past few years.

Tang Ling had always suspected that this was the black cat's true form.

And her extremely powerful spiritual consciousness, powerful recovery ability and occasional flashes of memory may all be related to this bud.

But how could it be a bud?
  If this flower fully blooms, will it be the time when the black cat completely replaces itself?
  Tang Ling thought about it and fell into a dream without knowing it.

There was nothing unusual about the night.

With two panda-like dark circles under his eyes, Yuan Yulang ran back to his room to sleep after "reporting" the calm situation last night.

Tang Ling felt a little guilty, so she ordered a big meal for him that day and called Fu Qingcheng over to eat together.

"Do you want to move here?" Tang Ling asked at the dinner table.

After all, they had some trouble with Li Xue yesterday, so Fu Qingcheng would probably feel uncomfortable living in the same room with her.

Unexpectedly, Fu Qingcheng shook his head and said, "No need, she already apologized to me when I got home yesterday, and we are getting along quite happily now."

Sure enough, it has to be Fu Qingcheng.

Tang Ling was filled with admiration.

When she was in the Lingxian sect, almost all the girls were willing to be friends with her. She had communication skills that Tang Ling couldn't envy.

"It's all for me." Tang Ling touched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "I really forgot about the past, and maybe I offended her. Don't get into trouble with her because of me in the future. I can handle my own affairs by myself." Handled.”

Fu Qingcheng glanced at her and said expressionlessly: "Who did it for you?"

"Pfft!" After hearing the whole story, Yuan Yulang almost spat out a mouthful of rice, holding his stomach and laughing, "Are you being sentimental?"

Tang Ling moved to the side with a look of disgust on his face, and the guilt he felt towards him this morning disappeared.

"Shut your mouth!"

Yuan Yulang swallowed a mouthful of rice and was about to confront Tang Ling when he was interrupted by Fu Qingcheng.

"What I mean is that what I want to say and what I want to do is all according to my own will, and I won't do anything for you." Fu Qingcheng said with a sullen face.

For Tang Ling?
  To offend a disciple who is valued by the Guiyuan Sect?
  How can it be?

If Li Xue hadn't intentionally glanced at her when talking about Tang Lingling's level and made some small moves to sow discord, she wouldn't have spoken out. Thinking of this, she added stiffly: "I didn't tell her about your spiritual roots."

"As expected, you were more cruel to Tang Ling than to others." Yuan Yulang suddenly shook his head and said, "If it were others, you would never say that no matter what."

"Then what would I say?" Fu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows.

"Qingcheng said this for his own sake, senior sister, don't take it to heart."

When saying this, Yuan Yulang put down his chopsticks, raised his throat and refined his voice, imitating Fu Qingcheng's usual tone, and his expressions and movements were all lifelike.

"That's it, I'll be more tactful." After imitating, Yuan Yulang continued to work.

The dinner table was quiet for a few seconds.

Tang Ling didn't dare to look at Fu Qingcheng's expression. He took several deep breaths and suppressed the smile on his lips.

Fortunately, I held back.

But at this moment, a chuckle sounded from nowhere.

Wei Zhiming was actually amused first!
  Tang Ling was stunned.

Why is this Wei Zhiming different from before recently?

But when he smiled, Tang Ling couldn't help it for a moment, and his face turned red from holding back.

When Fu Qingcheng saw Tang Ling's appearance, he originally wanted to laugh, but this smile was instantly resolved by the unfamiliarity that had grown apart over the past two years.

But when he noticed Wei Zhiming, Fu Qingcheng stopped smiling again.

If there were only Yuan Yulang and Tang Ling at the dinner table, maybe she could let go and talk.

Because we were used to arguing in Lingxian Sect in the past years, even though we haven't seen each other for two years, as long as we sit together, it still feels like before.

But... what is this?
  Dare you laugh at her?
  She recalled Wei Zhiming's behavior at the last stage of the new disciples' assessment.

This guy is definitely not as simple as he seems.

So she tensed up her face again and called Tang Ling out of the room.

Tang Ling suddenly remembered the scene where he was scolded by her for his cultivation mistakes in the Lingxian Sect. Before leaving, he grimaced and made a face at Yuan Yulang.

This hard-working guy kept his head down and was blocked directly.

"You mean Wei Zhiming?"

After hearing Fu Qingcheng's worries, Tang Ling frowned and said, "You have deep thoughts? Many people in the Lingxian Sect said so. If this is true, we have not touched his interests. We are still the one who protects him. Even if he If you have any thoughts, they shouldn’t be of use to us, right?”

"But if there is a conflict of interest..."

"Then let's all rely on our abilities." Tang Ling was very open-minded, "If I really can't beat him mentally, it's because of my lack of ability. And I remember that his spiritual root level is the same as mine, right? And only I majored in the Artifact Sect and didn’t even take electives - in terms of fighting skills, I should be better than him, right?"

Fu Qingcheng glanced at Tang Ling and said, "Elder Qingfeng was right to kick you out for training."

"Why are you driving me out?" Tang Ling said guiltily, "I also have a mission, okay?"

Fu Qingcheng ignored her argument and said, "Anyway, be careful and don't show your heart to anyone."

Tang Ling rolled his eyes, "Do you think I'm as stupid as Yuan Yulang?"

At this point, I suddenly heard a commotion downstairs.

Stopping a hurried waiter, Tang Ling watched several people in official uniforms walk in from downstairs.

"Hey, sir, I'm scared to death." The waiter who was stopped shivered and stopped.

"What happened?" Tang Ling said.

The waiter sighed, "It hasn't rained so heavily in Zhenchao Pass for many years. The government has already sent people to take flood prevention measures, and also reminded people in the city not to go to the beach unless there is nothing wrong. But yesterday, we came to Yunlai The storyteller in Ju went to the beach for some reason, and just now, several officers and soldiers were patrolling the shore after the tide went out, and they discovered the storyteller’s body washed up by the sea!”

(End of this chapter)