After that, He Wenlong hid in Ling Qingzhu's shadow again and used his magical power to return to the Merchant Alliance headquarters.
He Wenlong is Ling Qingzhu's protector. The two of them have no superior-subordinate relationship, so they don't need to worry about so many superficial and complicated etiquette.
In addition to her unparalleled combat power in her previous life, Ling Qingzhu also relied on Tianque's convenience to be involved in many fields, among which alchemy and weapon refining were considered the best.
This time I learned that the Merchant Alliance had a bad start and was destroyed by a third, not to mention losing a lot of money. Even the monks who joined the Merchant Alliance suffered 30% casualties.
It seems that the Suzaku Kingdom has developed this domineering style of behavior after living a comfortable life in the Southern Territory for too long, so even if it takes a little effort this time, Ling Qingzhu must remind them of their due awe.
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When Ling Qingzhu bought five candied haws from a street vendor and returned to Zuixian Tower, she suddenly heard the sound of a musical instrument.
Ling Qingzhu was not unacquainted with music. The martial arts and martial arts she had collected were all-encompassing and she had been involved in basically all fields. Therefore, she understood the emotions in the story as soon as she heard the music.
"This may be the limit that an ordinary woman can reach for revenge." Ling Qingzhu couldn't help but think in her heart.
But other people's affairs had nothing to do with her, life or death didn't matter, so she walked casually into Zuixian Tower, holding the candied haws in one hand.
"Tsk tsk, this really doesn't stop for a moment. It makes passers-by stop in the bustling street and refuse to leave. Come here to have a meal and attract everyone's attention."
The private seats on the third floor are of the highest standard, and everyone in the Zuixian Tower is turning their attention to the third floor.
After coming in, Ling Qingzhu didn't even have to look for it. She looked at the place where most eyes were gathered and found the table where Ling Xue was.
In front of him was a purple harp, Ling Xue in a stunning red dress, and not far away a huge human figure with pale flames burning all over its body.
Ling Qingzhu walked slowly and leisurely to the third floor, and immediately saw a familiar face on her right, who was also seriously injured.
When Ling Qingzhu came to Zuixian Tower a year ago, it was this waiter who received her. Because it was not safe for her to be alone, he kindly advised her not to get drunk on the immortal wine, so Ling Qingzhu had a special impression of him.
deep.
"Hey! Long time no see, receptionist!"
Ling Qingzhu patted the waiter on the shoulder and took the opportunity to inject a vitality into his body to help him maintain his injury.
The receptionist was originally watching Ling Xue, who was fighting with Zi Qin, just like everyone else. It was only then that he noticed someone coming next to him.
"It's you!"
Perhaps compared to his appearance, Ling Qingzhu's temperament left a deeper impression on the waiter.
Although Ling Qingzhu's appearance had changed significantly from a year ago, the receptionist still recognized Ling Qingzhu.
"Girl, you'd better go down to the second floor quickly. The seats on the third floor are already full. Stay here and be careful that those big shots accidentally hurt you."
The receptionist was seriously injured and almost killed because he did his duty and said a few words too much. Fortunately, he was saved by Ling Xue.
To this day, he still has some lingering fears, so he deeply realizes that those big shots don't take the lives of ordinary people seriously at all.
"Well, don't worry, I'm not as weak as you think. Besides, my companions are still fighting, how can I escape?" Ling Qingzhu said casually.
"I use the Nine Heavens Thunder to rectify my heart."
A loud shout came, followed by a "bang" of thunder, and the huge human figure in the pale flames suddenly turned into a ray of blue thunder and lightning and disappeared in front of everyone.
Ling Qingzhu held the candied haws in her left hand, but there was already a sword in her free right hand. She shrunk to an inch and appeared in front of Ling Xue. She slashed the head of the tall figure who appeared in front of Ling Xue with one sword.
"No matter what sect you are in, but you dare to provoke me, Lei Liangping, and your skills are inferior to mine, now you can only spare your life by surrendering to me."
Lei Liangping felt that Ling Qingzhu was only at the third level of Pulse Condensation Realm. He did not avoid the sword that was about to come. He just raised his left hand to block it in front. The power did not diminish, and the thunder wrapped around his fist became even more violent.
He blasted towards Lingxue.
At this critical moment of life and death, Ling Xue closed her eyes. To others, it seemed as if she had no choice but to accept her fate and wait for death.
"Pfft."
A line of blood burst out, and Ling Qingzhu's sword landed on Lei Liangping first, but it failed to make any difference.
Because even with the sharpness of the spiritual weapon, this sword could not completely cut off Lei Liangping's left hand in front of him, let alone cause him fatal injuries.
"Despair, this is my true strength!"
He tried his best to resist Ling Qingzhu's sword with his body, but he was happy too early.
At some point, the last flaming string of the purple harp in front of Ling Xue had been dyed pitch black.
Everyone felt that the light in front of them suddenly dimmed a bit, and a sense of deathly silence lingered in their hearts.
"clang."
As Ling Xue plucked the jet-black strings, a burst of sound waves vibrated. Lei Liangping's grinning expression turned frightened, but he couldn't say a word.
It slowly turned into withered bones in fear, and finally dissipated into the heaven and earth, leaving no trace of its existence.
"Hey, I've known it for a long time, but is this really a power that can be accessed at the Pulse Condensation Realm?"
Ling Qingzhu took out the long sword, a spiritual weapon that was also affected and destroyed. Seeing that it was destroyed like Lei Liangping, he felt incredible in his heart.
Even with her knowledge, she has never seen anyone who can use the Law of Withering and Prosperity and the power of time to destroy enemies not long after starting to practice.
The genius Lei Liangping, who was ranked 30th on the Hidden Dragon List, was instantly killed. Just when everyone was shocked by this, a roar of anger crashed into their hearts like thunder: "How dare you kill me, the genius of the Lei family, you bitch will pay with your life."
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A thunderbolt with an aura far beyond that of Lei Liangping struck Ling Xue from above, but it also enveloped Ling Qingzhu's figure.
In the Lei family, many people immediately realized the identity of the person who took action.
Because of that blow just now, not only was Ling Xue's body energy exhausted, but even her cultivation that had been promoted to the seventh level of the Pulse Condensation Realm fell back to the fifth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm.
"don't want."
At this moment, Ling Xue's heart was lifted, but it was not because of herself, but because she was worried about Ling Qingzhu, who was already standing in front of her again, preparing to block the thunder.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Ling Qingzhu said confidently as he slowly stretched out his hand and pulled out a dagger from the void that was so broken that only the hilt was connected to a bit of the blade.
"Master Feng, please save Miss Ye!"
Seeing that Ling Xue was in danger, Xiang Feiying immediately begged loudly to the woman in green who was still holding a tea cup.
Master Feng had no intention of taking action. He just looked in the direction of Ling Xue and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, someone will naturally take action."