Looking at Jun Qingcheng's frown, Lin Huang's eyes widened, and then he pretended to be stupid and laughed, trying to get through.
Jun Qingcheng snorted coquettishly, and then looked at Lin Huang with some worry, "A few months ago, when Qin Changsheng appeared in Cangqiong Continent, my father intercepted him."
Lin Huang's expression condensed slightly.
Lin Huang had already seen what Jun Qingcheng said during the gourd play on the ferry. What Jun Qingcheng wanted to talk about was nothing more than the relationship between the two.
Jun Qingcheng is the little princess of the Xingtian Temple. She will inherit the Xingtian Temple in the future, patrol the common people, and enforce the law on behalf of the sky. Although she can ignore these things now and only need to practice with peace of mind.
But you will have to face it one day.
Lin Huang's senior brother is Qin Changsheng. His inheritance also comes from Qin Changsheng.
No matter how much she didn't want to think about it, Jun Qingcheng knew that the person she cared about in her heart was the descendant of the Zuojia Ming Cult, a remnant of the Demon Cult in the eyes of the world.
The Xingtian Temple and the remnants of the Demon Cult have been fighting each other for thousands of years.
If Lin Huang becomes the true successor of the Zuojia Ming Cult in the future, the relationship between the two people will not only love each other, but also the unrequited relationship between the two major forces.
It is simply impossible to resolve such deep hatred!
Lin Huang had already thought about this issue when he knew the identities of Xiao Yishan and Qin Changsheng. But he didn't want to think about it in detail.
Even though Jun Qingcheng mentioned this issue now, he still didn't want to think about it.
In addition to having a desire to escape, it was also because he had no real contact with the Zuojia Ming Cult except Xiao Yishan and Qin Changsheng.
He does not regard himself as a member of the Zuojia Ming Cult.
Under the setting sun, looking at Jun Qingcheng's worried expression, Lin Huang smiled silently, "There will always be a solution in the future. It's too early to think about this problem now! At worst, I will kidnap you one day and run away to
In a certain mountain with a hundred thousand people, if you live in seclusion, no one can find you."
"They won't let you kidnap me?"
Jun Qingcheng hummed playfully, but temporarily suppressed the worry in her heart.
"Aren't you going to take me around Wu Mansion?"
Lin Huang showed his hands.
Jun Qingcheng let out a slight sigh, and then took Lin Huang for a walk in the Qingtian Martial Mansion.
"During the general election of the three sects and six prefectures, I didn't see Brother Lin Huang. I thought you wouldn't come."
In the Wu Mansion, the two of them were walking side by side, Jun Qingcheng hummed slightly.
"How could it be? I promised you that even if your leg is broken, you still have to crawl over, right?"
"Don't say such bad things."
"oh!"
"How could Brother Lin Huang know that Situ Huangfen? He is a lunatic. During the general election of the Three Sects and Six Prefectures, he insisted on asking me for discussion. If he hadn't accidentally said that he knew you, I would have almost killed him."
Lin Huang suddenly took a breath of cold air. The seemingly delicate woman next to him was still as terrifying as ever.
"We met on the ferry to Taixuan Territory. Now I can't use some martial arts, so I was beaten badly by him. If you have a chance in the future, help me stab him twice."
"OK!"
Jun Qingcheng nodded, "But it was also because of him that I knew that Brother Lin Huang had come to Taixuan Territory. I will stab him less during the next martial arts competition."
"Then he should thank you for not killing him!"
Lin Huang laughed.
"What about Song Changling? How did brother Lin Huang know him?"
Jun Qingcheng continued.
"When I left the Eastern Spirit Realm, there was a storm in the space passage, and I survived. But I was rescued by Song Changling who was traveling, and then I followed him to the Taixuan Realm."
"Ah...is Brother Lin Huang seriously injured?"
"Isn't it good now?"
"Oh, just outside the Wu Mansion... Brother Lin Huang used the Song family's clan-suppressing martial art, the Heavenly God Slash?"
Jun Qingcheng said doubtfully.
"You showed up a long time ago and watched me being beaten by Wang Xiao, right?"
Lin Huang suddenly turned around and stared at Jun Qingcheng.
Jun Qingcheng's delicate little face suddenly stiffened, and then she smiled coquettishly and said: "Who made you not come to see me for so long? And if it was a life and death fight, I know that the one who survives in the end will definitely be Brother Lin Huang."
"Then just watch me get hurt?"
Lin Huang continued.
Seeing Lin Huang's reluctance, Jun Qingcheng suddenly became angry and said firmly: "Didn't I show up later?"
"If you didn't show up... Wang Xiao's head might be gone now, and I would be stabbed by him once at most."
Lin Huang hummed.
"Brother Lin Huang!!"
Jun Qingcheng stamped her feet.
Lin Huang suddenly laughed and said, "Have you heard of Song Changling?"
Jun Qingcheng nodded sullenly, "I have heard a little bit. Most of the upper-class strength in the entire Cangqiong Continent have heard of Song Changling. Because he comes from such a big family, it is really hard for people who do not practice martial arts and only study.
He is the only one."
Lin Huang laughed and said, "He is not a simple person."
Jun Qingcheng nodded, "Of course it's not simple. Even if Song Changling never achieves anything, the person standing behind him is the most powerful warrior of the previous generation of the Song family, the Holy King Song Hanshan, a figure on the legendary list. When Song Changling was eleven years old
At that time, he was bullied by outsiders. As a result, Song Hanshan did not say a word, risked his own obsession and forced himself out of seclusion, and wiped out eleven forces in one night, totaling 130,000 people."
"The two of them have such a good relationship?"
Lin Huang frowned.
"With Song Hanshan here, not many people in Cangqiong Continent would dare to take action against Song Changling in an honest way," Jun Qingcheng said with certainty.
"By the way, brother Lin Huang has practiced Heavenly God Slash, won't he be in trouble? I heard before that a disciple named Song Xieyang died in the whirling boat, as well as several geniuses from other forces, won't he?
Is it related to Brother Lin Huang?"
Jun Qingcheng asked suddenly, her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled again.
Lin Huang smiled and waved his hand, "What does it have to do with it...Song Hanshan lived in Wutong Courtyard three months ago. If something important has something to do with it, can I still show up here?"
Jun Qingcheng looked at Lin Huang suspiciously, and then put down the worries in her heart. Of course, what Lin Huang said was true. No force on the mainland would allow outsiders to practice clan-suppressing martial arts without authorization.
Since Lin Huang has practiced cultivation and can still appear here safe and sound, he must have gotten Song Hanshan's approval.
"Brother Lin Huang, if you have any doubts about martial arts, you can ask Song Hanshan for advice. Song Hanshan is recognized as a great master in the entire Cangqiong Continent. Not only because he was born in the Song family, but also because he is on the legend list.
He is a powerful Saint King, and because of his extremely tenacious martial arts heart. Even my father once said that if Song Hanshan is given another ten years, he may not be able to guarantee a complete victory over Song Hanshan."
"So strong?"
Lin Huang frowned, and his mood was heavier than when he first met Song Hanshan.
Jun Qingcheng nodded and continued: "Because when Song Hanshan was thirty years old, all his realms were directly shattered by a strong man, and he fell from the altar overnight. And it only took him less than seven years.
time, he once again entered the realm of the Saint King. Therefore, Song Hanshan entered the realm of the Saint King twice in forty years. His terrifying strength is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine."
Lin Huang's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. When Jun Qingcheng's gaze came through, a meaningful smile appeared on Lin Huang's face, "In this case, I have to ask him for advice."