Unexpectedly, Pei Xiufu stared at him like a thief. Just three days later, he squatted at the door and stared at him, wanting to take him to Qingtian Martial Mansion.
Are you still afraid that you will run away?
Although Lin Huang had some thoughts of running away, after all, entering the Qingtian Martial Palace this time brought big trouble to the Martial Palace. Many pairs of eyes from the three sects and six palaces were staring at him. After he entered the Qingtian Martial Palace, they
How could he make things easier for himself and Wu Mansion?
"Tidy up, let's move to another place to practice!"
Lin Huang said to Li Chunfeng.
"oh!"
Li Chunfeng yelled, put away the mahogany sword, and quickly ran back to his room to pack up his poor belongings.
"Is this Li Jiangye's son?"
Pei Xiufu looked at the dark and thin figure and said.
"Li Chunfeng!"
Lin Huang nodded and said.
Pei Xiufu sighed gratefully, and then continued: "One is enough, but don't drag the family with you!"
Lin Huang spread his hands and smiled, "That won't work. Song Changling can do whatever he wants, and Xiaoqi and Chunfeng have to follow me!"
Pei Xiufu frowned.
The bargaining between the two was not over yet. There was a rush of footsteps outside the courtyard. Song Changling was seen carrying the old book box on his back and rushed to the two of them happily, "I'm ready, are you leaving now?"
Pei Xiufu felt dizzy for a while, "You have to pay to enter Qingtianwu Mansion!"
"I have no money!"
Song Changling immediately jumped to his feet, pointed at Lin Huang's nose and began to curse: "This is the thing that I borrowed tens of millions from a few days ago, and ended up using it to buy a bunch of candied haws!"
Lin Huang turned his head away with a cold expression, not wanting to admit his fault.
Pei Xiufu turned around without any expression and walked towards the outside of Wutong Courtyard.
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In the end, Lin Huang couldn't twist Pei Xiufu's thigh, so he led Li Chunfeng, Tang Xiaoqi, and Song Changling to Qingtian Martial Mansion.
Although Lin Huang said he didn't want to go to Qingtian Martial Mansion, he still wanted to do so in his heart.
After all, there is a girl there.
Thinking of it is like the spring breeze.
In the void, long winds and flowing clouds stirred, and a group of people stepped on the flying giant beast, crossed the Baizhan City and the vast mountains and rivers, and headed towards the Qingtian Martial Palace that spanned eight hundred miles.
Lin Huang always had a different mood when he went to Qingtian Martial Mansion this time.
Not only because there is a king in the military mansion.
And the person who left a message on the eighth floor of the Holy Sky Tower.
Lin Taiqing.
There is also the mother who goes by the pseudonym Nan Tang Ling in Qingtian Wu Mansion.
Lin Huang raised his hand and looked at the Qingtian Martial Palace that he could not see at the moment through his fingers. A smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had returned to his hometown.
"Buzz!"
While Lin Huang was deep in thought, the ring on Lin Huang's finger trembled slightly, making a slight trembling sound.
Lin Huang's expression was slightly stunned, then he was overjoyed. With a wave of his hand, he quietly held the 'Thirteen Herringbone Killing Token' in the ring in his hand.
Previously, on the way to Taixuan Territory, Lin Huang had delivered news to Lin Cangxue through the token.
But there has been no reply for a long time.
Lin Huang had been worried in his heart. After leaving the Eastern Spirit Realm, he, Lin Cangxue and Bai Xiaopang were separated. He didn't know what their situation was like.
Until now, it seems that there is finally an answer.
However, when Lin Huang's soul sank into the Thirteen Kill Token and sensed the message inside, he froze in place. That message did not come from Lin Cangxue.
But it came from someone Lin Huang never expected.
"Is anyone...alive?"
——The tenth kill!
Suddenly, Lin Huang felt choked in his heart, as if a barrier was pressing down on him, and tears filled his eyes for a moment.
Eastern Spirit Realm.
The number thirteen kills.
The tenth kill.
Xie Qinghou from Piaoxue Palace!
This sentence was full of loneliness, but it made Lin Huang feel so sad that he was so happy.
"exist!"
Lin Huang polished his palm with the Thirteen Kill Token and immediately replied to Xie Qinghou's message.
"Thirteen Killers...Who are you? Where are you? Where are they?"
At one end of the message, Xie Qinghou's reply came.
"It's me...Lin Huang!"
Lin Huang replied immediately.
Among the tokens, there was no news for a long time.
It seemed that Xie Qinghou, who was on the other end of the message, was also stunned.
After a long time, the token in Lin Huang's hand buzzed, "Long time no see, I heard you left the Eastern Spirit Realm? How are Lin Cangxue and Bai Xiaopang?"
Lin Huang was about to reply, but he saw the light shining in the token again. A message came from nowhere, but the huge stone hanging in Lin Huang's heart suddenly fell to the ground.
"I am Lin Cangxue!"
——Twelve kills.
In Cangqiong Continent, on a mountain path, Lin Cangxue was dressed in white. She was no longer holding the three-foot peach blossom, but was holding the little donkey, holding the token in her slender hands, with a slight smile on her lips.
A few days ago, she had been drunk with Li Taixuan's peach blossom, immersed in the way of swordsmanship, and had not noticed the news about Lin Huang at all. It was not until two days ago that Li Taixuan suddenly said that he was going to the ancient sword tomb that she finished her understanding of the way of swordsmanship.
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When she saw the message in the token, her calm heart rippled.
The Tenth Killer: That's it, haha... I didn't expect that the Thirteenth Killer would all appear in Piaoxue Palace.
Lin Huang's lips curled into a slight smile, and then he asked cautiously: "How are you?"
In the token, there was once again no reply from Xie Qinghou for a long time.
It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that the token shone with light, "It's not good. Now I only have a broken soul body, so I can't talk for a long time. There are still people alive in the thirteen kills... I'm already very happy!"
Lin Huang's eyes suddenly pierced, and he coughed twice with a slight chill. Then he comforted Xie Qinghou, "I'll wait for you!"
Afterwards, Lin Huang waited for another half an hour before he heard from Xie Qinghou, "She's not coming out, Aning... she can only live for a few years, I have to guard her!"
Lin Huang felt sour in his heart and didn't know how to reply to Xie Qinghou.
He could naturally imagine that after Xie Qinghou's death, the blind girl buying porridge outside Xuanyuan City embarked on a difficult path in order to collect Xie Qinghou's soul.
She peeled off cocoons among thousands of souls and found traces of her familiar aura.
Use your own life to nourish your soul.
Now, she may have succeeded and condensed most of Xie Qinghou's soul. But this blind girl, even though she is extremely talented and can find Xie Qinghou's soul, is not a person who practices martial arts after all.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! How can a weak woman persist to this point?
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In Dongling Realm, on the green mountain outside Xuanyuan City.
The blind girl was leaning against Xie Qinghou's tombstone, sleeping lightly. However, the girl at this time had long lost the trace of beauty she had in the past.
His face was withered and pale, his thin lips were bloodless, and his long hair, as smooth as a black waterfall, was missing and looked extra disheveled. His slender fingers were even a little swollen.
This is not a girl in her green years.
Next to the girl, Xie Qinghou's spiritual body looked particularly weak, but he still had the same beautiful face that once embarrassed countless girls.
But there was an indescribable maturity on that beautiful face.
There is also a hint of the vicissitudes of the world.
He leaned against the girl named Aning, his arms gently embracing the latter, and his dark eyes were full of tender love and sadness.
He never imagined that the girl who was so out of the ordinary as a child would do anything for him.
It's a pity that he came back to life, but his life has changed.
Yin Yang Valley is gone.
Yan Zangfeng is gone too.
Everyone is gone.
He seemed to have taken a nap, but when he woke up, everything in the past, everyone and everything had turned into smoke.
The greatest tragedy in life is to be alone and alone in the world.
"Brother Ning, I'm so cold!"
At this moment, the withered girl who was sleeping against the tombstone suddenly hugged her arms tightly, her delicate body trembling with cold, and in her sleep, she murmured a heartbreaking and tender word.
Xie Qinghou froze on the spot for a moment, his eyes full of emotion, and he hugged the latter tightly with his arms. How could his soul body bring the slightest warmth to the girl.
That handsome and beautiful face is full of sadness and pity at this moment...