Chapter 182: Hate in My Heart, Never Dare to Forget
"Elder, this Lin Yun dares to kill me in front of you. If you can believe what they say, it's a ghost. Such a shameless person who attacks from behind will only bring shame to the sect. I suggest you kill him on the spot.
Got it!"
Wang Ning's words were heart-breaking, and in the end he actually asked the elder to kill Lin Yun.
"Elder, if such a shameless person enters the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, it will be a disgrace to the sect!"
Leng Mo looked at the gray-clothed elder on the sword sculpture and spoke again.
"Who is shameless? If you want to kill, kill him. Why confuse right and wrong and beat him up."
Listening to this group of people, one was shameless and the other was shameless, Li Wuyou's childish face turned red with anger.
Ahem!
He couldn't help but cough a few times and spit out blood. The injuries he accumulated during the fight were already serious.
"Lin Yun, what do you want to say?"
The old man in gray clothes on the sword sculpture had a calm expression, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
Lin Yun showed a mocking look on his face and sneered: "What can I say? I really want to kill this bitch. Elder, didn't you see it?"
"Be bold!"
The old man in gray clothes on the sword sculpture shouted angrily, and the powerful pressure immediately forced him down.
"Bullshit! How could I be so bold? Someone wants to kill me, and I'm not meat on the chopping board, just for him to slaughter. There's no reason not to backhanded me. I just hate that you, elder, showed up in time and didn't let me kill this piece of shit.
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Lin Yun's face was indifferent, even when facing the gray-clothed elder, he had no intention of giving in.
In his opinion, it doesn't matter whether he retreats or not.
If the other party is truly reasonable, he will not listen to the one-sided words of Wang Ning and others and will make a fair decision. If the other party is unreasonable, then whatever he says will be nonsense.
In short, in one sentence, whoever is stronger is the king.
Regardless of his level of cultivation, the old man in gray is the best in the field, and no one combined can be his opponent.
What Lin Yun thinks is not important. What matters is what the other party thinks.
If that's the case, then why be so timid? Is it possible that kneeling down and begging for mercy can change the other person's view?
Just a joke!
"Tsk, tsk, little sword slave, it turns out you want to kill me so much. What a pity, I am alive and well. If you have the guts, you can kill me again in front of the elders!"
Seeing Lin Yun's bad temper, Wang Ning raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and started to speak provocatively.
"Fuck you!"
Seeing the other party's arrogance, Li Wuyou was so angry that he was about to rush over on the spot with his sword in hand.
"roll!"
But before he got close, Leng Mo dodged, raised his hand and punched hard.
At Leng Mo's level, Li Wuyou, who was seriously injured, could not be his opponent at this moment.
Bang!
Li Wuyou vomited out blood in pain, his facial features were distorted, and he couldn't bear to struggle.
Rub rub rub rub!
Several other gangsters under Wang Yan drew their swords at the same time and formed a human wall to block Wang Ning from behind.
"Get out of the way."
Wang Ning pushed aside the crowd, looked at the struggling Li Wuyou on the ground and sneered: "Little beast, weren't you very capable before? Jump up and hit me again!"
"hateful!"
Li Wuyou's eyes were bloodshot with anger, and he clenched his fingers tightly, but he couldn't stand up.
"waste!"
Wang Ning sneered, looked at the sword eagle and cupped his hands and said: "Elder, you have seen the matter. I won't say more about how to deal with it."
The gray-clothed elder said indifferently: "Lin Yun and Li Wuyou teamed up to kill their fellow sect members, but they still don't know how to repent, and they make more mistakes after mistakes. Warn them once, and if they do it again, they will be directly disqualified from the trial."
"The elder is really interested!"
Lin Yun had no expression on his face, said something calmly, and stepped forward to pick up the funeral foil.
He just bent down and stepped on the sword with one foot. Looking up, Wang Ning smiled coldly on his face and said: "Always remember your identity. Back then, you were the meanest sword slave. When you arrived in the imperial capital, you only knew
Even more despicable!"
"
Yeah?"
call out!
The sword at his feet was suddenly pulled out by Lin Yun like lightning. Before Wang Ning could react, the sword was placed on his neck.
The cold air on the blade touched Wang Ning's neck. His face turned pale with fright, and he said with a smile: "Lin Yun, don't be impulsive."
"Lin Yun, are you looking for death?"
Leng Leng and others pointed at Lin Yun with long swords in their hands.
The sudden scene caught everyone by surprise, and they almost cursed in their cold hearts, how stupid it was for Wang Ning to fall to the ground.
Even though he knew he was no match for others, he still sent him to his door to ridicule him.
But if this guy was really hit by Lin Yun's sword, he wouldn't be able to survive and walk around.
Wang Yan will definitely not let him go!
A smile appeared on Lin Yun's face, and he looked at Wang Ning and said: "Don't you think you are like a dog? In Qingyun Sect, you like to follow Su Ziyao. In Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, you only dare to follow Wang Yan."
"you!"
Wang Ning had never been scolded like this before, and his face suddenly turned green with anger, but the sword on his neck had to make him calm down.
"Get out of the way."
Lin Yun swiped, sheathed his sword, turned around, looked at the people blocking the way and said coldly.
The few people were glared at by Lin Yun, and their momentum suddenly dropped by half, and they obediently got out of the way.
Whoosh!
He grabbed Li Wuyou and threw him on the back of the blood dragon horse. Lin Yun held the reins and walked forward.
Wang Ning touched his neck, his face looked extremely gloomy. Suddenly he remembered something, turned around and looked at the old man on the sword sculpture, and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, elder, for saving me this time. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness."
The old man in gray clothes said calmly: "You know the specific reasons for this incident. Although the Wang family is powerful, it has not yet reached the point where it can cover the sky with one hand in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion. You can take care of yourself."
"The elder's words are serious."
Whoops!
The sword sculpture blew up a gust of wind, soared into the sky, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a moment.
"Second Young Master, are you okay?" Leng Mo glanced at Wang Ning and felt that he was seriously injured and his condition was not good.
"Can't die."
Wang Ning said it calmly, but remembering the way Lin Yun looked at him, he couldn't help but feel frightened.
That look was like a nightmare, making him unforgettable.
Does this guy know that I killed Mr. Hong?
The hatred towards me is a bit ridiculous...
"Brother Leng, how many top players are there in the seed quota this time?" Wang Ning asked.
Leng Mo was a little confused, but still told the truth: "More than ten."
"That's it."
With a flash of determination in his eyes, Wang Ning leaned over and said a few words in Leng Mo's ear.
Leng Mo's face changed slightly: "Do you really want to make such a big noise? There is actually no need to deal with him..."
"I said it's okay if it's necessary. Lin Yun must die. I want to make sure nothing goes wrong!"
Wang Ning looked indifferent and said without questioning.
"clear."
Leng Mo thought for a while, but finally said nothing.
"Damn it, my blood-eyed bear!"
At this moment, Mo Qingyun cursed in a low voice. He was surprised to find that his blood-eyed bear could not move. Looking carefully, he saw that the previously majestic white bear was lifeless.
He was forcefully kicked to death by a blood dragon horse.
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"That bastard should be stabbed to death with one sword!"
On the back of the blood dragon, Li Wuyou was indignant at Lin Yun for letting Wang Ning go in the end.
"Does it hurt?"
Lin Yun didn't answer and asked instead.
"Nonsense, you were punched by someone from the Xuanwu Realm. Let's see if it hurts. This bastard's attack was hard enough. At least he has condensed a mysterious vein!"
Leng Mo's heavy punch was still painful to this day, probably because he had injured his internal organs.
It will definitely not get better in a while.
"If it hurts, just say less. As long as the elder is here, I can't kill Wang Ning even if my sword is on his neck. Furthermore, even if I kill him and escape with luck, what will you do? Will you stay on the ground and be beaten to death?"
Lin Yun, who was holding the blood dragon horse, looked unkind and said calmly.
This time, it was quite embarrassing.
Not only did Wang Ning escape several times, but he was finally scolded and warned by the elders.
He himself was fine, but his innate spiritual energy was consumed a lot, so he didn't suffer any serious injuries.
Li Wuyou was in a bit of a miserable situation. He first fought with Wang Ning, then held the Black Fire Crow alone, and was seriously injured by Leng Mo.
Then Wang Ning even made a mockery and jumped up in the air.
"That's right. Now that I think about it carefully, the elder seems to be partial to us. He actually let us go like this. I thought we would be punished..."
Li Wuyou scratched his head and said.
Lin Yun smiled faintly and said: "Favoring us? If he really favored us, he wouldn't have stopped me from killing Wang Ning. I'm afraid it's just for the sake of Senior Sister Xinyan that I don't dare to go too far. If we don't have any backers,
, you see how he will deal with it."
After looking at his surroundings, Lin Yun stopped and leaned Li Wuyou against the tree.
He patted the blood dragon horse's neck and said a few words in its ear. The blood dragon horse grinned and then ran away.
"You should take a rest first."
"Um."
Li Wuyou felt sleepy and tired, nodded, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Click, click, click!
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of burning branches in the bonfire woke Li Wuyou up.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Lin Yun was skewering monster meat and turning it on the campfire, sprinkling salt and other condiments from time to time.
The monsters swallow the aura of heaven and earth, and the meat is not only delicious and tender, but also contains strong qi and blood, which is a great tonic.
For those who are seriously injured, eating a high-quality monster can restore most of the injury, no matter how serious it is.
This flaming lion was specially captured by Lin Yun for the Blood Dragon Horse.
After a great battle, his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, so he could only ask the Blood Dragon Horse to do this.
I have to say, it's quite beautifully done.
"Hey, Brother Lin, I can't tell you that you are really good at grilling meat. This is a skill that only women can do..."
Li Wuyou smelled the fragrance and started to joke.
After waking up, Li Wuyou returned to his heartless and unrestrained nature.
"Don't like it? Then I'll eat it alone."
Lin Yun, who had just cut the lion meat into two halves, smiled slightly and retracted his hand.
Click!
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood dragon horse flew over and took the lion meat that was originally given to Li Wuyou in one mouthful.
"My flesh, this beast!"
Li Wuyou immediately shouted angrily.
Lin Yun smiled and said: "Don't scold Xiaohong. It's not convenient for you and me to show up during this period, so we have to ask it to hunt."
Goo-goo-goo!
Li Wuyou's stomach growled dissatisfied, he licked his mouth and said pitifully: "Brother, I was wrong, isn't it okay?"
"Give."
Lin Yun smiled faintly and handed his share to the other party.
"How can this be so embarrassing...I'm not polite!"
Li Wuyou chuckled, took the poodle, and started to gnaw it without any scruples.
He kept chewing the meat in his mouth, exclaiming that it was delicious, but the meat was not completely eaten yet. He seemed to have slurred speech, which was quite funny.
Lin Yun tore off a large piece of lion meat and smoked it again over the campfire.
The firelight illuminated his delicate and handsome face. The face that should have been young and frivolous had sharp corners and a little more fortitude.
After leaving the Qingyun Sect, Lin Yun was no longer as impulsive as he was at the beginning after many life and death experiences.
But under the blazing bonfire, the face that flickered between lights and dims, but there was a deep unwillingness in the eyes that never changed.
If you have hatred in your heart, you will never forget it; new and old grudges will be avenged sooner or later!