When Lin Huang took Song Changling out of the street, the entire long street was full of blood. Rouge Street no longer had the warm and fragrant nephrite atmosphere it had before.
Song Changling looked at the blood splattered all over him, feeling a little dazed.
Lin Huang shook his robe and smiled. Then he looked into the dark void and felt the weak but powerful aura in the air. He did not linger and walked away.
The few breaths in the void disappeared without a trace after a brief hesitation.
It’s not that forest wilderness cannot be left behind.
It is aimed at the martial arts world outside Dongling, which is more cruel and unreasonable, but more cautious. The forces in any place are intertwined and restrain each other.
It's not because Lin Huang killed twenty-seven Wuhou alone that he is really powerful.
To be able to occupy a piece of territory in a place like the Whirlpool City where dragons and snakes are mixed, the backstage of these twenty-seven Rouge Houses is not too weak in any way.
One or two Martial Kings can still do it.
It is even possible for an existence approaching the realm of the Martial Emperor.
But since the young man in white can kill twenty-seven Wuhou alone, he seems to have an invincible attitude in the Wuhou realm. Then his background is worthy of scrutiny.
I am afraid that ordinary forces cannot cultivate such people.
Before finding out the details of Lin Huang, they would not take action easily. After all, a previous temptation cost them the price of twenty-seven Wuhou.
Not too big.
What's more, there is also the white-haired old man who calmly shuttled away from the battle. It seems that he has no relationship with the two young men, but it does not mean that there is no relationship.
Even just one look from the white-haired old man could send chills to their hearts.
So after Lin Huang and Song Changling walked out of Rouge Street, they felt surprisingly calm, so calm that even Lin Huang felt a little strange.
Song Changling didn't feel anything at all. He didn't know the cruelty and terror of the martial arts world at all.
However, among the dark forces in the entire whirling capital, the names of 'Lin Changsheng' and 'Song Changling' spread like wildfire. It can even be summarized as news flying all over the sky.
From the whirling capital.
Then move forward a month to the small town inn where Lin Huang was recuperating.
Then there was the news that a young man in blue clothes was carrying a young man in white clothes down the mountain.
In just one night, the forces behind the Twenty-seven Rouge Houses had this information in their hands. However, they found nothing about Lin Huang's origins.
Therefore, that force turned its attention to Song Changling. Let's see what kind of deity he was. He had no power to restrain a chicken, so he ran into a brothel and earnestly persuaded the bitch to behave.
However, within half a day, the forces behind Rouge Tower ceased to exist. It was not that nothing was found, but because of the slightest clue found, the forces in the whirling capital were frightened.
Behind Song Changling, there stood a behemoth, as frightening as a ferocious beast.
If Lin Huang thought about these carefully, he might understand why there was no follow-up pursuit, but he did not think carefully, which was a waste of time!
It was the 'white-haired old man' who caught Lin Huang's attention.
There are so many masters and strong people in the world, but there are not so many mediocre people in the world. How can it be so easy to teach someone who dares to go to a brothel to catch his granddaughter?
Even though the white-haired old man suppressed his aura, Lin Huang was once a martial saint and could feel the good aura of the old man.
However, after Lin Huang thought about it, he did not continue to think about it.
The mainland is so vast that among one hundred people, ninety-nine of them will meet by chance and never see each other again.
In the next two days, the two of them became quite quiet.
When Song Changling went to war for the first time, he went to a brothel to persuade others to be good, but returned without success, which seemed to have frustrated this young man who had read poetry and books.
He also lost three to four thousand Pearl Spirit Stones, making Song Changling suddenly a pauper.
Lin Huang was fine, but he felt a little happy when he saw Song Changling's unhappy look. The latter looked at the world with the purest eyes, but found that the world was full of filth.
This is not necessarily a bad thing for Song Changling.
If you want to walk in the world, you must know two things. How beautiful this world is, and how evil this world is.
Only after reading it, if Song Changling still strengthens his understanding of the world, can he truly become a Confucian scholar.
Even a generation of sages is not impossible.
Lin Huang looked at Song Changling's bright-browed but sorrowful look, and smiled calmly, remembering Song Changling's self-introduction when they first met.
"My name is Song Changling, and my courtesy name is Taiping. The Taiping that creates peace for all generations!"
The fact that the latter can introduce himself in this way naturally shows how ambitious the latter's wishes are, which makes people extremely ashamed. In Lin Huang's view, if Song Changling really goes down this road, then he may learn from his past mistakes.
It is Jiang Taixu, the eternal literary minister from seven thousand years ago.
It was truly a prosperous age when the world was peaceful and the seas were clear and the rivers were flowing.
Song Changling is also stubborn. After the previous incident, he seemed to have a problem that he didn't figure out, so he stayed in a corner. In just two days, his face became extremely pale.
It wasn't until the third day, when Lin Huang led the latter to the ferry in the Swirling Capital, that the latter managed to regain some energy.
"I suddenly don't want to go to Taixuan Realm!"
When he was halfway there, Song Changling suddenly said.
Um?
Lin Huang looked at Song Changling in confusion.
"That girl hasn't rehabilitated herself yet, so it's immoral for me to do so halfway!"
Song Changling opened his mouth and said.
"You want to be responsible for her?"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and asked.
"This is natural... I must start and finish everything I do, and I can't leave a girl alone!"
Song Changling Road.
"You want to redeem her body and then marry her?"
Lin Huang asked.
ah?
Now it was Song Changling's turn to be a little shocked, "The person in charge, you just want to marry her? That's not necessary... I'm just redeeming myself for her, she doesn't necessarily like me!"
"Then do you like her?"
"There is beauty in the book!"
Song Changling Road.
"Heartless man!"
Lin Huang held his forehead and sighed, and carried Song Changling forward. He felt that this guy was a little stupid when he read the books of sages. There are so many literati who are so passionate, but they don't know how difficult the world is.
When the two people approached the ferry, there were obviously more people, and it was even a bit crowded.
Looking over a hundred feet away, Lin Huang could clearly see the outline of the 'Whispering Boat' ferry. It was more than three hundred feet long and five stories high, with each story being ten feet tall. It suddenly towered into the sky.
Such a behemoth, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, is rarely seen in Linhuang. Only the powerful battleships that fly in the air among the large sects can compare with it.
After getting close to the ferry, it became even more amazing.
The so-called bottom of the ferry is not made of ordinary decks and keels, but a huge mysterious turtle floating in the water, carrying the buildings on its back, making the entire ferry look like an island.
Lin Huang and Song Changling were crowded in the crowd, looking at the ferry in front of them, and slowly stepped forward.
However, just as people were crowding around, Lin Huang suddenly raised his brows, his whole body tensed up like a wolf, and he felt two silent murderous intentions suddenly approaching in the void...