"when……"

In the chaos, sparks burst, and a man held a spear and rushed like a dragon, rushing to the monk outside.

Although he was seriously injured and his cultivation was even weaker, Linghushu's aura at this time made the man in the distance turn pale.

I suddenly felt panic!

Want to suffer!

After a while, the wind and rain will stop temporarily.

In this messy courtyard, Linghushang stepped slowly with a gun.

Stepping on muddy land, sputtering splashes of water.

Although his body was soaked in the heavy rain, his long hair was hanging behind him, looking a little embarrassed.

But the current battle situation was enough to make him proud!

A cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training, a master with perfect innate nature and possessed the best blood refining magic weapon.

There are also four innate martial arts people!

And he himself has seven levels of Qi training, and his body still has injuries but has not recovered, and his strength can be at most 60% or 70%.

This kind of record is amazing!

Even Yao Yin, who was walking slowly, looked at Linghushen with incredible eyes.

Although the power of the medium-grade magic weapon Wind Chasing Gun is good, it consumes a lot of magic power, and the senior brother has always been unable to operate it well.

Moreover, when did the senior brother's martial arts become so powerful?

"Swish..."

With a spear, the sharp blade shook out fragments of raindrops and pointed directly at the boss's throat on the ground.

"explain!"

"Who asked you to come?"

Linghushu's voice was cold and his eyes were even sharp, like a knife, digging into the other person's heart.

"Ahem..."

The boss's meridians were damaged, and blood foam surged when he spoke.

He turned his head and coughed a little blood, and his tone was low: "I am willing to accept the loss of the bet and fall into your hands. It is because we are not strong enough and we cannot blame others."

"But you can't ask anything from me!"

"Yeah?"

Linghu Shao snorted coldly and said, "Although I am not old, if you think I have no torture methods, then you are wrong!"

"Which kind of pain can penetrate the bone marrow most deeply? I believe I know better than you!"

"Um?"

The boss's eyes changed slightly, and he looked up at Linghushen seriously. He paused before nodding slowly.

"Excellent, really amazing!"

"You are young, but you seem to have experienced a lot. No wonder you have such a skill. We are not wronged."

"but……"

He smiled softly: "Even if you have torture methods, you may not be able to use me!"

"Um?"

Linghu raised his eyebrows and suddenly felt alert in his heart the next moment.

"Junior sister, don't come here!"

"boom……"

The dazzling red light, like a fireball that rapidly expands in the sky, swept across the entire courtyard.

…………

“Hulala…”

A spiritual crane with a red crown on its head flapped its wings and fell elegantly in the courtyard.

Sun Heng opened his eyes and looked at the Linghe. He saw its wings move and he gently sent a letter.

After taking the letter, his spiritual sense swept across it, and a smile appeared on his face.

"When I thank your master, it's inconvenient to enter and exit the mountain gate. If Fellow Daoist Liu is willing, what if he might as well come to the city to talk?"

He tapped the stone desk and said, "I heard that there is a family of Subway in Qinghua City, and the dishes are well made."

"Gugu...gugu..."

Linghe seemed a little dissatisfied with the screams.

It has sufficient spirituality and is even more knowledgeable. It also knows that Subife specializes in using birds as a dish, and most of them are spiritual birds.

At that moment, he glanced at Sun Heng with a slightly hostile look, spread his white wings gently, and he jumped to the sky and disappeared suddenly in the sky.

This spiritual crane seems inconspicuous, but it has a solid foundation in Taoism!

Moreover, even among Taoist monks, they are definitely not weak.

At the Liuyu Gate, some inner disciples had to respectfully salute Senior Baihe when they saw it.

Watching Linghe leave, Sun Heng greeted Shang Zhu, and the two of them walked out and went straight to the city area.

On the way, Shang Zhu followed behind and whispered: "Senior, I specifically inquired about Linghu's injuries yesterday."

Her voice was a little dissatisfied and a little confused.

I was dissatisfied with Sun Heng's attitude after facing his old friend, saying that he could take care of him, but there was no movement.

The doubt is that the news that came from inquiry is a bit unusual.

"oh!"

In front, Sun Heng spoke irresistible: "What's wrong?"

"A few days ago, Linghushen's brother and sister were assassinated by a group of people, but they escaped by luck."

Shang Zhu looked up and secretly glanced at Sun Heng, then continued: "It is said that the people who took action have good cultivation, but for some reason they were wiped out, and their brothers and sisters were only slightly injured."

She suspected that Sun Heng secretly helped her. After all, in her heart, her seniors were not the kind of kind person who was careless and merciless.

"Yeah?"

Sun Heng nodded, waved his hand to block the enthusiastic servant, walked into the subway, and walked directly upstairs.

"Then how are they now?"

"They live in a nearby inn now."

Shang Zhu bowed and replied, "It seems that he got something from the assassinators. Their lives are no longer difficult."

"That's how it works!"

Sun Heng nodded and continued to walk towards the top floor: "There are six masters of the Imperial Sect in the city. It seems that they don't have to worry about their safety in the future."

"That's right."

Shang Zhu nodded at first, and then spoke with concern: "But in the eyes of younger generations, their troubles are probably not simple."

"It's just for Qin Lian, and Linghushu seems to have given up on her. There should be no need to kill her, right?"

"Although Linghushen and the other two were not valued at the Liuyu Sect, they were disciples of the inner sect after all, and they were not unknown soldiers. If they killed them, it would be impossible for them to be without any future troubles."

"really."

Sun Heng paused, looked at a compartment on this floor before continuing to move up.

In that compartment, there was Qin Lian from Shang Zhu's mouth.

"Senior, don't you have anything to say?"

Shang Zhu seemed a little angry: "We drove Linghushang out of the house, and then took Yao Yin's personal magic weapon. Now we discard them. Isn't it a bit..."

She stopped halfway through the way, but the dissatisfaction in her tone was unconcealed.

"Oh……"

Sun Heng chuckled and shook his head: "You care a lot about them, but don't worry, they won't have any trouble."

"Besides, although I am Linghushen's father's friend, it is impossible for me to take care of him all my life. It is also a good thing to go through some hardships."

"What do you plan to do at that senior?"

Shang Zhu chased after him and asked, "You have to take care of me, right? Otherwise, let them move back to the yard?"

"There will be someone taking care of him."

Sun Heng walked to the top floor, found a bench by the window and sat down, and looked up and said, "Here, that person has arrived! I don't know if I have brought the things I want?"

In the void, the breeze rippled, piercing through the pavilions and the eaves of the windows, quietly falling beside Sun Heng.

The breeze rotated, and Liu Yang's figure was also revealed.
Chapter completed!