The Quick Transmigrator of the Female Supporting Role Always Wants to Kill the Male Lead

"The fifth is the final assessment, which is fate. Fate is not clear, it can only look at the affairs of the master himself. No one can tell the fate of the master. The master is relatively indifferent. I don't know what the head of the sect likes, the head of the sect seldom appears in the sect, and often robs the house, which makes many sects' teeth itch."

Ling Lin was listening, and according to the original master's understanding of the master, the master is an indifferent person. She has very low requirements for her disciples, but she is very strict with her apprentices. The apprentice dared not speak up when he complained.

"It seems that this assessment is very difficult. I don't know how to pass it."

The system is commonplace, she is used to it, and she didn't sigh too much. Shang Ling is a monster, how can she have a normal life, and the things she does are always weird.

"Eat something, pack some dry food, we have to hurry, otherwise we will be delayed on the road for too long."

The people next to him told Xiao Er to pack his things and leave with them. They needed to hurry, because if they were late, it meant that they had abstained from the competition and they had given up their qualifications.

...

"Boom—"

The sound of fighting came from outside, the sky was full of yellow sand, and many people went out to watch.

"Let's not intervene in the past, and be careful of getting into trouble."

The people next to him were about to step forward to help, but they were blocked. There were many people watching, but no one rushed to intervene in this matter, for fear of implicating themselves.

"Why are you fighting, it seems to be someone from Xianmen."

One of them said aloud, and he saw that the clothes of those people seemed to belong to the fairy gate.

"Since it's from the Xianmen, we'd better not meddle in other people's business. People from the Xianmen don't like others meddling in their inner sect's affairs. We'd better not bother too much. If it affects us, we'll be in trouble. Xianmen is an unreasonable person." sect."

"People from Xianmen?"

"How can people from Xianmen bully a little girl?"

"have no idea."

"Smelly girl, hand over the map!"

They scolded, they finally found the whereabouts of the treasure map, who knew that the treasure map was hidden by this girl.

"I have no idea……"

Her eyes were full of tears, her eyes were innocent, and she looked terrified. She curled up in a corner.

Just when someone was about to condemn, another voice appeared, and the person who spoke was the eldest disciple of Xianmen.

"They are not from Xianmen, they are fake names."

"We don't have such scum in Xianmen, we won't bully children and old people."

He stood up, walked in front of the girl, and said to the few people who were arguing.

"Our fairy gate? You are from the fairy gate."

"I am the eldest disciple of the head of the Immortal Sect, in charge of this area."

Ling Lin looked at this person, this is his elder brother, the elder brother is the most proud disciple of the head of the sect.

"Yue Ling, Yue Ling is the elder brother of Xianmen, who often haunts here and drives out those who are ambitious."

Ling Lin ignored it, he bought some dry food, and then left here, these things have nothing to do with him, he needs to get the heart of the female devil, and must pass the assessment as soon as possible.

...

After a few days.

Ling Lin passed all the previous four assessments, and today is the fifth assessment.

Above the main hall.

Lingyi was dressed in fluttering white clothes. She sat on a chair in the main hall and looked at the disciples below.

"Moon order, pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

She called to the people next to her, and Yue Ling was standing by.

"yes."

Soon, a table appeared in front of everyone, and the pens, ink, papers and inkstones on the table were in place.

Yue Ling stood up and said to the people below, "Next, you write your own names, and only those who are destined to stay can stay. How to judge is up to the head of the house."

"this……"

They whispered to each other, feeling very confused, what kind of assessment is this, they have worked so hard to come here, and even use a piece of paper to decide them.

"Let's write it. Before you came, we have already said that the last assessment is fate. Your fate is determined by the head of the school. You can't cheat for personal gain."

Yue Ling said indifferently, their head is very withdrawn, and he never does things unreasonably.

"Good."

They started writing their names.

Ling Lin looked at the paper in front of him, then picked up the pen and started to write, he wrote his name.

"Ling Lin."

Fortunately, I have learned calligraphy before, otherwise I would not be able to write such good characters.

The people next to me were also writing, and soon, they finished writing.

"You can leave now, and the results will be announced in half an hour."

...

outside the temple.

They didn't know what to do, and they were at a loss. In the previous year's assessment, the last fate was determined through embroidery. Surprisingly, there were still people who could embroider.

"Brother, I'm so panicked. I don't know if I can pass. Who knew that the last one was to write my own name. How do you judge the fate of this? This is simply nonsense."

"Me too, I don't know what to do. This time I'm writing my name, and I don't know what name can get into the eyes of the head."

"Wait a little longer, the result is coming soon."

...

Inside the hall.

"Yueling, register next to you."

Ling got up, and she began to watch one by one, this time only twenty disciples were accepted, one apprentice.

"Yes, Master."

"this is not OK."

She shook her head, this word can tell a person, this person's words don't think much.

"Luoyue, stay."

"This calligraphy is pretty good. It's arranged by the fifth elder. It's time for the fifth elder to practice his calligraphy."

"yes."

"Leave the breeze."

"Go to the elder one, this person can learn swordsmanship along with him, and on the other side of the deep valley, his swordsmanship is not bad."

Her gaze stayed on a familiar name, isn't this someone from the previous plane?

Is it the same name or what?

"This is……"

Yue Ling was stunned, it was the first time he saw Master lose his composure.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"This person, stay, the last disciple of this seat."

"Huh? So fast."

"Okay, write it down."

Yue Ling took a look at the handwriting written by that person. The handwriting was so-so, and the name was nothing special. How could the master choose this person.

"Continue writing, end it sooner, so that I can go back and rest."

Yue Ling wrote down that name, Ling Lin.

"Yueling, investigate Linglin later to find out where he came from, where he lives, who his relatives are, and how he is."

"Yes, Master."

He nodded and listened. It was the first time Master saw her attaching so much importance to a beginner disciple.

...

half an hour.

"The list is out."

"Come and see, the list of candidates has come out. Those who are not on the list are welcome to come back next year."

The two disciples next to him shouted loudly, asking them to come and see for themselves.

Yue Ling came out and shouted beside him with a cold face.

"Who is Linglin?"

"Linglin? Who is Linglin, the senior brother is called Linglin."

[Host, there is calling you. 】

【knew. 】

"I'm Linglin."

He looked at the person in front of him, and felt that there was nothing outstanding, just an ordinary person.

"Follow me here, I need to find you."