1818. Chapter 1818 Master and servant recognize each other 6
Guilt and fear.
Deeply tormenting his sinful soul.
He knew that Ling Luo was not dead.
He thought she was still alive.
What's more, Ling Ying has been tirelessly sending disciples from the Qionghua sect to the lower realms to take Ling Luo's life over the years.
But those Qionghua sect disciples who were sent to the lower realm, from Qianxue, to Granny Xizhuang, to Qianluo, all died in the human world, and none of them came back.
A terrible thought suddenly flashed in Chu Ye's mind——
Could this man named Long Yu deliberately come to trouble him because he knew Ling Luo?
He slumped on the ground, his face as pale as a dead man, his eyes panicked, and said: "You... do you know Ling Luo?"
"Know?" Jianlong looked down at Chu Ye with an almost joking look, and said with a smile, "More than just acquaintance, my relationship with her is extraordinary."
Chu Ye's body trembled heavily again.
He felt a black air shrouding the top of his head, and the shadow of death was gradually coming.
"Hahahaha! Master Chu, don't be like this. Isn't it just fifty thousand-year-old elixir? Why are you so scared?"
The cheap dragon raised his head and laughed wildly, with the expression on his face being as mean as possible, "Don't wait any longer, the thousand-year elixir is important, let's go visit the elder of Xiling as soon as possible!"
Saying that, Jianlong stretched out a hand, lifted up Chu Ye's collar unceremoniously, and pulled his limp body up.
"Master Long of Hehuan Pavilion, please let go of our sect master first, can you?" Ling Xiande couldn't stand it any longer and felt that his face was dull.
Jianlong turned his head, narrowed his red-black eyes, and stared at Ling Xiande for a while.
Ling Xiande instantly felt as if he had become transparent, and all the secrets were hidden.
"Haha, what this elder said was that he was excited just now." Jianlong let go of Chu Ye's collar, and gently helped him smooth out the wrinkles on his collar, then turned his head
He looked at Ling Xiande and said, "Do you think this will work?"
"Okay, okay!" Ling Xiande's face was covered in cold sweat, and his heart was trembling.
Ling Xiande's eyes flashed with panic, and he glanced at the many Qionghua sect disciples who were watching the show, and said with an inward look, "What are you looking at? Why don't you leave quickly, what are you going to do?!"
The disciples of the Qionghua Sect lowered their heads and hurriedly took orders and dispersed. In an instant, only a few people were left on the square.
"Luo Ge, stop for me, elder!"
Ling Xiande saw Ling Luo's leaving figure in the crowd, his eyes turned cold, and he shouted sternly, "Aren't you the new disciple of Elder Xiling? Stay! Lead the way for Master Long of Hehuan Pavilion!"
Ling Luo's brain exploded.
Ling Xiande, this bastard, didn't forget to drag himself into the water.
It seems that this old ghost has not forgotten the humiliation at Baicao Peak a month ago. He still holds a grudge.
"Wait a minute, what did you call that little brother just now?" The laughter on Jianlong's face suddenly disappeared, and even the ruffian-like temperament disappeared in an instant.
Ling Xiande was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Jianlong talking to him, his heart trembled again.
"He is a new disciple of the Qionghua Sect two months ago. His name is Luo Ge. He had some bad luck and was accepted as a disciple by Elder Xiling."
Jianlong raised his eyebrows, his red-black eyes suddenly burst into extremely bright light, and a real smile formed on his lips.