Qing Ruhua's ability to turn his back on others is indeed not small.
Looking at the unfamiliar face in front of her, she became even more angry, "You are not my master!"
A word fell into Ling Yue's ears.
It was also heard clearly by Di Yunshang and Lan Shengxue.
Not her master?
It doesn't matter.
It's enough for one person to show up, and it couldn't be easier for the two of them to follow the clues.
Lingyue looked at Qing Ruhua in disbelief, "So what if it's not?"
"I kill you!"
Lingyue had time and took out her flute.
When Qing Ruhua saw the flute, she immediately stopped what she was doing, her eyes became obsessed and respectful, as if she had met her master.
Seeing that this effect worked on Qing Ruhua, Ling Yue wanted to play...
Unexpectedly, a figure as fast as lightning came through the sky. She felt that her hand was empty. In the blink of an eye, the flute in her hand was gone.
Lingyue was furious.
Taking a closer look, that figure is exactly...
"Uncle Master?" Lingyue suddenly panicked.
Wait, why are Di Yunshang and Lan Shengxue here?
The two of them...
"So it's you." Di Yunshang looked at Lingyue dangerously. When he saw her, he knew one thing, Su Xin must be in Yunling City.
Lingyue never expected that she would meet Di Yunshang and Lan Shengxue here.
The flute was snatched away by Di Yunshang. Lingyue was anxious and said, "Give it back to me!"
"Give it back to you?" Di Yunshang glanced at her, "If your master was here, she would never say this."
"Why?" Lingyue didn't know.
"Because your master is not as stupid as you." Di Yunshang said coldly: "Do you think there is a reason to return what I am holding in my hand?"
Lingyue's breath was suffocated, and she was forced by Di Yunshang to be unable to say a word.
Qing Ruhua looked at the disciple in Di Yunshang's hands, smiled foolishly, stared at the flute and said: Master, master...
Lan Shengxue did not let go of any opportunity to learn about the enemy. She suddenly rushed to Lingyue's side. When she was frightened, she grabbed her shoulders and asked in a loud voice: "Lingyue, why are you following Su Xin?"
After a long time, you must know some things very clearly, right?"
Lingyue snorted coldly, "You can't even expect to know anything about the master from my mouth. I will never betray the master."
"Okay, very good." Lan Shengxue smiled evilly, "I'm not interested in knowing about your master, but... you should probably know a little bit about Jimo Liancheng, right?"
Jimo Liancheng?
Lingyue was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered, Jimo Liancheng, isn't that the son of Wan Zhen, the head of the Sword Sect?
Back in Jian Zong, Jimo Liancheng was designed to be taken away from the back mountain, and her life and death are still uncertain. She knew about this, and she even heard her master accidentally say who was the person who took away Jimo Liancheng.
Now that Lan Shengxue asked, she really remembered it.
"Do you remember?"
Lingyue raised her chin high, "I told you, you can't even expect to know anything about the master from my mouth."
Lan Shengxue clicked her tongue and said, "I already know."
"What do you know?"
"I might as well tell you that I just want to confirm whether your master knows about Liancheng's disappearance. It depends on your expression right now. Needless to say, your master must know, and that's enough. Don't worry, you don't
Just because you say it doesn’t mean your master won’t say it either.”
Ling Yue was extremely panicked. She didn't expect that Lan Shengxue would actually make a fuss about this, and she didn't mean it.