The young man in green clothes walked on a white horse with a sword, getting further and further away until he disappeared from the eyes of the man in black. He walked forward slowly and said calmly: "Congratulations, you have returned to the Yuan realm."
Qin Yi didn't look back and walked straight out of the villa, sighing: "I originally planned to return my love to you, but now I owe him another love."
The man in black followed and walked out and asked: "What are your plans to get your things back after a fight with your junior brother?"
Qin Yi shook his head: "There must be a fight. After all, I owe him this."
There are several more silver needles in the hands of the man in black. They are of different sizes, with different sharpness and sharpness, but they are related to each other.
The silver needle in the hand of the man in black suddenly showed its sharpness: "You really live up to your name. You have so many love affairs. I told you that you should have given me two injections long ago."
Qin Yi said: "This is a heart problem. Even if you stab it with thousands of needles, it will be useless, and you don't seem to be able to cure it yourself."
The man in black threw the silver needle in his hand. Qin Yi dodged it sideways and turned around to sarcastically say, "Why, a great medical sage can kill people, so he's not afraid of mistaking his state of mind."
The man in black snorted coldly: "Killing the person who deserves to be killed is equivalent to saving others, which is also a good deed."
Qin Yi curled his lips, just chuckled and passed by, side by side with the man in black, and said seriously: "If you are so worried about him, why don't you go with him, and you want me to give you a message on the way."
The man in black looked at the direction Zhang Lingyuan was going with a firm look in his eyes: "He said that this is his own path and he should walk it by himself."
Qin Yi remained silent, and the man in black continued to ask: "Is there any news about your hall master?"
Qin Yi shook his head: "Since the battle of Luping seventeen years ago, our hall master has also disappeared."
The man in black took the opportunity to add insult to injury and sneered: "Why, Deputy Hall Master Mingtang, you have been imprisoned in this villa for several years, and you don't even know where your own Hall Master is."
Qin Yi was not upset when his identity was revealed, and explained: "Our hall master wants to hide, and no one in the world can find him. But having said that, you can really rest assured that Zhang Ling can go to the capital alone. If you go with Chen Wang It's not a big deal to go back and forth hundreds of times in the capital, let alone wipe out several aristocratic families. It's easy to save trouble, but it's not a good thing anyway, and it won't affect your state of mind."
The man in black glanced at Qin Yi and said, "If I take action, it will be equivalent to Yaowang Valley declaring war on the Chen State. The current stability of the Chen State was obtained by the foster father with great difficulty, and Uncle Zong will not take action. And when I came back this time, I found that his temperament seemed to have suddenly changed, otherwise he would not have proposed practicing martial arts, and he might not be able to cope with it if he went to the capital on his own."
Qin Yi looked at him and scolded: "That's your own business. Why should you let him solve it? Are you really not afraid that he will make a mistake?"
The man in black pointed his toes, floated away, and echoed: "As long as I am here, no one can touch him."
"That's right," Qin Yi chuckled, looked up at the villa, paused for a while, and said with emotion: "What a cage!"
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Liufeng City, in addition to the city lord's palace, is headed by three families, the Song family, the Luo family, and the Wang family. Among them, the Song family is the leader. There is a vague trend of the Song family being the dominant one. Because the Song family is the dominant one, they have no intention of annexing the others. On the contrary, the two families are very helpful to the two families. Therefore, the three families have a harmonious relationship on the surface, but in fact, the other two families have an inexplicable awe. Even if the Song family really accepts the two families, they dare not be angry. Speak up. The City Lord's Mansion, which was supposed to be the only one in the city, has also suppressed it in recent years. However, as the Song family has grown stronger, the suppression has disappeared, and few people know the real reason.
In the Song family, an imposing middle-aged man sat alone in the pavilion in the courtyard, drinking tea and reading a book, leisurely and contented. He only frowned slightly from time to time, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly he raised his head again, and an eagle suddenly descended and landed on the ground. On the stone table in the pavilion, after putting down the letter in his mouth, he spread his wings and left. After the middle-aged man unfolded the letter, a trace of surprise appeared on his face. An old man appeared beside him. He looked at it. Watching the departing eagle, he said unexpectedly: "Is this from the manor at the villa a hundred miles away? This is the first time he has written to you, the head of the family."
The middle-aged man, the head of the Song family, nodded and asked the old man, "Second uncle, is Linjie back?"
The old man who was called his second uncle by the head of the Song family shook his head: "I've been sending letters for a month, and I'm probably busy doing chivalry again."
The head of the Song family put down the letter, stood up and said to the old man: "Second uncle, go and call Huai Shu over."
The old man nodded, turned and left. After a while, a young man came slowly, breathing calmly, and saluted the middle-aged man: "Master of the family."
The head of the Song family asked the young man, "How are the preparations for the arena going?"
The young man replied: "The measures for the arena have been completed, everyone who should be invited has been invited, and all the disciples are here, except Lin Jie."
The head of the Song family sighed again and said, "Go and pick him up, so as not to miss the clan competition tomorrow."
After accepting the order, the young man walked straight towards Langting at the gate of the mansion, but soon the head of the Song family followed him. The young man asked, "Will the head of the family go too?"
The head of the Song family shook his head: "No, I'm going to pick up a guest."
The young man who has always been cautious in his words and deeds has long developed a temperament that is polite and courteous even when facing the kind head of the family. He does not ask any more questions. After leaving the gate, the two of them parted ways.
Outside Liufeng City, Zhang Ling, who was wearing a green shirt and wielding a sword, was lying on his back on a horse, flipping through the "Secret Technique of the Diamond Body" given to him by Yang Xiao. Four words were carefully written on each article and page. "Undressing often hurts", to put it simply, it means taking off your clothes and getting beaten. The more Zhang Ling thought about it, the worse it became. Zhang Ling simply shook it hard and threw this book that looked like a charlatan aside.
The horse as white as snow carried Zhang Ling forward slowly. Zhang Ling patted the horse and dismounted, smiled and said: "Since I have brought you out, there is no reason to return it. From now on, you will follow me, eh , I still don’t know what your name is, how about I give you one and call it Taxue?”
The white horse suddenly raised its front hooves high and made a joyful roar. Zhang Ling tried his best to hang on to prevent it from falling. After the white horse calmed down, Zhang Ling chuckled and said, "It seems you are very happy."
Along the way, Zhang Ling either galloped on horseback or slowed down, admiring the green water show like a horse. Gradually, a towering city wall appeared in front of Zhang Ling. There was an endless stream of people entering and exiting the city gate, and the two guards The city soldier, the one on the left, was leaning against the city wall and taking a nap, while the one on the right was throwing a copper coin out of boredom.
After Zhang Ling turned over and dismounted, he took a closer look at the general appearance of the city wall. He led Texue to the soldier on the right. The man also saw someone approaching, put away the copper coins, and looked at the green grass in front of him. The boy in a shirt asked, "What's the matter, little brother?"
Zhang Ling handed him the kettle he carried with him, and the city guard took the kettle. When he saw that this man was sensible, he rewarded him with a smile. Zhang Ling asked: "Brother, with so many people passing by, didn't you search it? ? We’re not afraid of bad people sneaking into the city.”
The city guard was probably bored, so he answered generously: "Young brother is from out of town. This is always like this in Liufeng City. If there are a large number of carriages entering the city, it is natural to check it out. There are so many people entering the city, if there is a If we check them all, it won’t cause too much trouble, and one or two people won’t cause much trouble in this city.”
Zhang Ling asked again: "What if you are a master of martial arts?"
The city guard spread his hands and said: "Then it's not something that little people like us can stop. If we do, our lives will be in vain."
Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "That makes sense."
After Zhang Ling solved his doubts, he didn't stay much and led his horse into the city.
