After a fierce battle between law and law, the large weapons depot in Zhang's mansion was almost reduced to a pitiful ruin, unsightly.
The ground was littered with weapons stacked up in a mess, some barely preserved, and many others had varying degrees of damage and damage and could no longer be used.
It’s really no wonder that these weapons are too fragile. If not, it’s because the two Dharma Masters were so unreasonable and extremely brutal when they fought against each other!
The extremely gigantic gaseous gun-wielding figure had been defeated by the divine power of the talisman and the fierce attack of the giant fire blade. It no longer existed and disappeared without a trace.
Ling Zhen also put away his natal form, and the Fire Spirit Knight returned to the form of a flaming flying sword, and penetrated into the sword aperture between the sword cultivator's eyebrows to serve as Zheng Zheng.
The green robe is young and there is no major damage to the body. After all, the green robe called "Zhan Jiao" is of really good quality. In addition, there is Qinglong Qi that can greatly accelerate the speed of self-healing. Ling Zhen's biggest problem at the moment , that is, the loss of true strength and internal energy is too serious.
That's all, as long as you live a good life and cultivate yourself, you will be fine.
He quickly swept up to face Lin, and just in case, he took out a few colorful talismans from his sleeves in time, letting the talismans guard his side like a dead soldier to guard against any surprise.
Then Ling Zhen came to the side of the spear that fell to the ground.
At this moment, the magic gun called Yixin has returned to its original appearance. It is no longer cold and murderous. It can only be seen that its appearance is particularly exquisite, and it can be said to be shockingly gorgeous.
The sharp blade of a divine weapon is called a weapon!
Ling Zhen was carefully looking at the precious spear embedded in the forest, which His Majesty praised as "extremely powerful". At this time, his two sisters hurried over from the door.
Stepping over the weapons scattered on the ground, Ling Xiaoxiao in white hurriedly arrived at her ninth brother's side. She glanced at the long spear stuck diagonally on the ground, and then at her brother who was staring at the ground intently, and asked proactively: "How's it going now? This gun won't float anymore, will it?"
Ling Zhen had several pieces of colorful Taoist talisman paper quickly circled around Yi Xin Gun to ensure that there was no more talisman spiritual energy on the gun. Then he nodded and responded calmly: "There should be no problem. Sister Xiaoxiao, thank you very much just now, if you hadn’t released that part of the talisman power in time, even if I could win, I would still have to suffer some injuries."
The girl in white, Ling Xiaoxiao, suddenly became very happy. She opened her mouth and said with a smile: "Brother, just be fine. Why should I thank my sister? How often do you see me outside?"
Ling Zhen turned to look at Sister Xiaoxiao, who was already smiling broadly, and then looked at Sixth Sister Ling Youjun, who was standing aside blankly. There was no joy on his face, and he said solemnly: "Yes, siblings should not see each other outside. . But my sixth sister, are you a little too secretive? First it was a fake illusion in the mirror, and now you have created this one for me. You even created a real Dharma image for me. What’s the matter? ?Do you mean to put your brother and me to death?"
Ling Youjun's expression suddenly changed and he was shocked. He waved his hands quickly and defended himself: "No, brother, I really don't know anything! This Yishin Gun is my husband's favorite thing. I usually don't even touch it. Don't touch it randomly, how could I know that this thing would suddenly move and kill people..."
The young man in green robes, Ling Zhen, nodded sharply, "That makes sense. You were assassinated by this gun just now. If I hadn't wrapped the gun around the body with a whip in time, you might have lost your life."
Ling Youjun nodded sharply, approving this method, and responded: "Yes, yes, brother, I really don't know anything about this!"
Ling Zhen had already sheathed his sword and wore Hong Mo on his waist. He touched his chin and said seriously: "Judging from the appearance just now, there is a high probability that someone has covered a layer of talisman spiritual power on the heart gun in advance." , as long as someone reaches out and touches the gun, the ferocious spiritual energy on the gun will be triggered immediately, and even the Dharma will be induced to take action... Then the biggest suspect is probably your husband Zhang Yiyi, Sixth Sister, do you think I am right? ?"
Ling Youjun, the sixth daughter of the Ling family, looked extremely frightened, and the blood on her face dropped sharply. She whispered: "This, this is probably my husband. In order to prevent someone from stealing the gun, he set up an obstacle in advance, so he can quickly shoot Killing a thief is a no-brainer..."
"I didn't expect that the thief didn't kill any one, but almost killed me, the eldest young master of Shenshan Villa?"
Ling Zhen squinted at the panic-stricken Sixth Sister Ling Youjun, "It's really interesting. First it was that dust-free mirror, and then this one-sin gun. Why does it seem that I have been targeted as soon as I entered your Mirror City? Huh? Sixth sister, you and that Zhang Yiyi are husband and wife, do you really not know the slightest bit of the truth? "
Ling Youjun waved his hands vigorously, shook his head and said firmly: "I don't know, I really don't know anything! He is the lord of Mirror City, and I am not. I usually stay in the house to eat and drink, and nothing else No matter, he won’t let me take care of it.”
This "him" is, of course, his long-married husband, Zhang Yiyi, the lord of Mirror City.
Ling Zhen smiled and came closer, bending slightly and bringing his face close so that his two auspicious eyes could look directly into Sixth Sister's eyes.
Ling Youjun didn't seem to dare to look at his ninth brother like this. He lowered his chin and turned his gaze downward.
He looks extremely guilty, with such useless acting skills, even Xiao Qun, the girl in black, can't compare!
Ling Zhen felt funny in his heart, but also a little helpless and sad at the same time.
In this situation, if it were anyone else, he would probably have no fewer than ten methods of torture to extract a confession, pry open the other person's mouth, and get the answer he wants.
But now that the person who lied was replaced by his own sister, who had a blood relationship with him, then there was really nothing he could do. Ling Zhen was determined not to do anything to the relatives who had grown up with him. He would not even think about it. Have that thought.
The eldest young master of the Ling family sighed slightly and said in a very light tone: "Then I will be the sixth sister and you must tell the truth. The dust-free mirror is just a magic weapon that has malfunctioned. The talisman power on this psychic spear is also Zhang Yiyi's. It is set up to prevent theft, and it is definitely not specifically targeting me, Ling Zhen."
Ling Youjun lowered his head deeper and remained silent.
Ling Zhen walked slowly to the side of the Yixin Spear, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the domineering spear from the floor tiles. He held it in his hand and weighed it a few times. He estimated that it was about The weight of fifty or sixty kilograms is not very light.
The young man turned his head and said calmly to his sister Ling Youjun in the light yellow skirt: "I took this gun away."
After hearing this, Ling Youjun raised her head suddenly and seemed to be quite anxious. She opened her eyes and shouted anxiously: "No, my husband will not allow you to take this gun away."
Ling Zhen raised an eyebrow and said with a smile: "No? He doesn't agree? Well, you can ask Zhang to come out to see me, can you do it in front of me? I will listen to him."
Ling Youjun was immediately choked by this statement and stopped talking.
Ling Zhen held a spear weighing more than fifty kilograms in one hand, approached Ling Youjun's face, and said with a smile: "Is it because he can't get out? Because he is closing the door on life and death, right? Oh, since your husband He could almost kill me twice without even showing his face, so why can't I take this gun away in front of him?"
"But……"
Ling Youjun only said the word "but" before he was immediately interrupted by his younger brother. Ling Zhen continued leisurely: "Don't say goodbye. What's the point? He is just your husband, not related by blood. I am your biological brother. We are of the same blood." My younger brother! I almost died, twice! I almost lost my brother’s life. Such a serious situation, how do you think my father will react after I tell him? Will he take any action? Bing came to give your husband, the man named Zhang, some trivial lesson?"
Ling Youjun's face turned pale, as colorless as white paper.
Ling Zhen looked at his frightened sixth sister, his expression became calm again, and he said slowly: "So, if you don't want your husband to learn some lessons and suffer, then don't bother me anymore. Yes, I will take this gun away as mental compensation, and I will not go to our father afterwards, and you and your husband will be able to live in peace and harmony, how wonderful!"
Ling Youjun was speechless.
Her eloquence is far inferior to that of her ninth brother. Now in this situation, she is extremely irrational. What else can she do?
We can only let it happen.
Ling Zhen exported a ball of his own life energy, plus a few Taoist colored talisman papers, tightly wrapped the gorgeous Yixin spear, and immediately put this magic spear into the Najie on his finger as Zheng
In fact, it can be carried on the back, but because it still has some weight, Ling Zhen still chooses to use a storage ring to store it properly.
Then, the young master in green robe, who had always adhered to the good habit of "plucking the feathers of wild geese", swaggered outside the treasury together with the eighth sister Ling Xiaoxiao.
Ling Youjun quickly tried to dissuade the two of them, saying that they should have another meal at least, or stay in the house for one night before leaving.
Ling Zhen didn't look back and didn't want to stay in the house anymore. He just walked and recited poems to himself.
The voice of reciting the poem was not loud, but Ling Youjun could hear every word clearly. The poem said: "The beans are burning when they are cooked, and the beans are weeping in the cauldron. They are born from the same root, so why rush to fry each other?"
After reading this poem, Ling Zhen, who was wearing a robe, still did not look back, and finally spoke loudly: "From now on, I will never come to this Mirror City again. Sixth Sister, please take care of yourself here. Quan Take care of yourself!"
Ling Youjun was left alone in a daze, silent for a long time, like a piece of wood.
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The man in yellow robe was the only one in the hidden mysterious room.
The man in green with the white mask has now left.
Seeing the scene in the mirror of his family's treasury being destroyed and his lover of guns being forcibly taken away, this man who had been respected as the "Lord of the City" by the people in the city for many years had disheveled hair and an ugly face.
If the man in Tsing Yi hadn't told him before he left, he must not make any more unnecessary moves or superfluous things. I'm afraid he would really have to think of a way to deal with that arrogant young man named Ling again!
With one punch, he hit the precious mirror that could peek into a lot of things. The mirror was very strong, so it was not likely to be broken directly, but there was just a bang.
The man in yellow robe, whose hair had become messy after experiencing a severe thunderstorm just now, had a strong expression of resentment and a calm voice. He said to himself: "When I achieve my ambition of Ling Yun in the future, I will definitely I will crush your Ling family to ashes!"
Suddenly, the door of the secret room was opened, and a woman wearing a light yellow skirt entered the room.
As soon as she came in, she quickly closed the door, then stopped tiptoeing and shouted loudly at the man who hit the mirror with his fist: "Zhang Yiyi, what do you mean? Do you know that I was almost killed by you just now?" Isshin was stabbed to death with a gun?! What evil intentions do you have?"
When the man in yellow robe heard this, he did not turn around, but still faced the mirror, as if he had not heard a word of Ling Youjun's words.
The face of the sixth daughter of the Ling family turned red, and she walked towards him angrily. She stretched out her hand and pulled her husband's shoulder, forcing him to face her.
She still asked in a rather angry tone: "Are you mute? What's going on? Isn't it better to just take the energy from my brother? Do you know that in the weapons warehouse, I My brother was almost killed by that gun! Once Ling Zhen dies, your father-in-law, my father Ling Pu, the Shenyuan vassal king of Shenshan Villa, will definitely not let us go! Hey, I'm talking to you, you..."
"Shut your mouth!"
Zhang Yiyi, whose eyes were like those of a vulture, suddenly roared angrily, his reason was like thunder, and he was caught off guard.
The woman in the pale yellow skirt, Ling Youjun, was so shocked that she immediately fell silent and did not dare to say any more words.
This powerful Lord of the Mirror City turned his head and stared at his wife who had been married for many years with an aggressive and fierce gaze. He said in a low voice: "You think I want to kill Ling Zhen." ? Do you think I am as stupid as you?! It was the man named Xiao who asked me to do this. It was he who set the heavy-killing talisman on the gun, and it was he who controlled the hand that moved the law. I was just watching from the side, not to stab you with a gun! The only thing I did was to open the entrance to the dust-free mirror and pull your brother into the 'Dongming Guixu', except for this Apart from that, everything else has nothing to do with me! Do you understand?!"
Ling Youjun was reprimanded and scolded by her husband in such an angry tone. She felt so many grievances in her heart that her eyes turned red and tears welled up in her eyes. She looked very pitiful.
Zhang Yiyi couldn't help but feel a little distressed. After all, he was still Ling Youjun's husband, so he came over, put his arms around his wife, and his voice became slightly softer, "Okay, okay, use a gun to replace the ancestor named Ling." If you leave, you can be considered as having saved your life, and wife, do you know? With the help of Mr. Xiao, your husband and I have withstood the tribulation and become a strong man at the sixth level of transcending tribulation."
Ling Youjun stopped crying and asked in a soft and thin voice: "Then you...can you get the energy from my brother?"
Zhang Yiyi, who was wearing a bright yellow robe, raised his head and laughed, saying: "I took it, but I only got a little bit. Although the harvest this time is not much, it is already pretty good."
Zhang Yiyi let go of his arms, raised a hand, and shook the yellow bracelet on his wrist, "From the various information fed back from the secret realm of Guixu, I have roughly grasped some of Ling Zhen's weaknesses. There will always be opportunities in the future to use those remaining Snatch all the Qi and use it for me. At that time, hey, your husband and I are blessed with great luck. Maybe I can add nine five-clawed golden dragons to this yellow robe and become the first person named Zhang in the history of the Splendid Dynasty. emperor."
The city leader became more and more excited one by one. He put his hands on Ling Youjun's left and right shoulders and said loudly with a smile on his lips: "By that time, you, Ling Youjun, will no longer be the wife of the city owner of Mirror City. But she is the queen of the country, Fengguan Xiapei, who rules the three palaces and six courtyards! Tell me louder, do you want to be the queen?"
Ling Youjun didn't hesitate at all. She had been a wife for a long time, her eyes were red, she nodded heavily, and said without hesitation: "I think! I think!"
Zhang Yiyi, who was as ambitious as the wolf of Zhongshan, had a bright smile, and the confidence in his eyes made him radiant. He reached out and rubbed his wife's head, and said kindly: "Since I want to, I won't get involved with you in the future. It’s my husband’s plan. As long as you don’t interfere with me in any way, one day, I will become the royal son of the Ninth Five-Year-Old Emperor, and by then, you will also be able to become the most respected person here thanks to my great blessing. , the woman who lives the happiest life!"
