Mu Lingtian didn't speak, he didn't know how to answer Luoxue, but he had already decided on this matter, he knew that if Tang Jing was him, he would be the same as him.

Luo Xue's eyebrows seemed to reveal a trace of worry, but of course she knew that Mu Lingtian was a tendon, and what she decided, nothing would change, looking at the silent Mu Lingtian, Luo Xue changed the topic: "What is the son going to do next?"

Mu Lingtian's expression revealed a trace of hesitation, he didn't seem to have thought about it himself, he was silent for a moment, and said, "Whether it's true or not, I have to personally ask Uncle Xiao what is going on." ”

Luoxue thought for a moment and nodded: "Well, that's fine." ”

Of course, Mu Lingtian knew that Wu Yi might be waiting for him at the place out of Lingnan, so he had already thought of another way out of Lingnan, that is, to cross the Lingnan Sword Sect and go around Lingnan, so that he could avoid Tang Jing and Wu Yi.

The Lingnan Sword Sect can be regarded as a monopoly here, except for the Yuquan Pavilion, almost all of them are considered its sphere of influence.

Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue soon came to the realm of the Lingnan Sword Sect, and it had been a long time since noon, Mu Ling Tian and Luo Xue came to a small town, entered an inn, and ordered a few side dishes casually, Mu Lingtian went to the pharmacy next to him to buy some medicines that might be used.

There are only two or three tables of guests in the inn, but in the open space of the inn, there is a young girl wearing patched clothes singing a little song, and there is an old man in tattered clothes standing next to him.

Six disciples dressed in the clothes of the Lingnan Sword Sect, holding long swords in their hands, swaggered, talked and laughed into the inn, and found a table to sit down at random.

When the shopkeeper saw the people from the Lingnan Sword Sect, he hurriedly ran over, wiped the clean table again, and asked with a smile: "Yo, how many masters, what do you want to eat?"

One of the disciples, who was the senior brother of the other five, sat in one position with one foot still on the stool, and said arrogantly and impatiently: "Go and go, go and call your shopkeeper." ”

The shopkeeper not far away saw the situation, and hurriedly ran over and pushed away the shopkeeper: "Go to the back to wash the dishes, I'll come here, by the way, ask the back to get a few good dishes, and take a few bottles of good wine to come over to honor a few uncles." ”

The shopkeeper greeted him with a smile and said to a few Lingnan disciples: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Zheng, I don't know what the wind is today, why do you have time to come over?" The new man is ignorant, and he has offended Senior Brother Zheng, and he asked Senior Brother Zheng not to remember the villain." ”

Zheng Hua because of his father's very good relationship with Zhang Xi of the Lingnan Sword School, became Zhang Xi's big disciple, his kung fu is not very good, he is usually arrogant and domineering, causing trouble everywhere, relying on the identity of Zhang Xi's big disciple, he is also notorious in the Lingnan generation, and anyone who sees it has to retreat, due to the recent problems of the Lingnan Sword School, he has intensified.

Regarding the attitude of the shopkeeper, Zheng Hua smiled with satisfaction: "It's still the shopkeeper Liu who is sensible, I won't talk nonsense with you, good wine and good food will be exempted, this should be paid, should we calculate it?"

Shopkeeper Liu's expression was a little surprised, but he immediately smiled and said, "This... Didn't Senior Brother Zhang just accept it two days ago? Didn't he tell Senior Brother Zheng about you?"

Zheng Hua's hand touched the sword on the table, as if threatening the shopkeeper Liu, and said: "I am me, he is him, you don't take my master in your eyes, right?"

Shopkeeper Liu was a little panicked, and hurriedly waved his hand to explain: "No, no, Senior Brother Zheng, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand! This... You see, I can't make two dollars from this small business, you..."

Zheng Hua grabbed the sword on the table, held it in his hand, shook it out, and threatened: "I don't know what Shopkeeper Liu means..."

Looking at the sword that shook out with a cold light, Shopkeeper Liu could only obediently obey, and shouted in a panic: "Wait, wait, there is something to say, there is something to say, I will go and get it... Let's go get it!"

Shopkeeper Liu hurriedly ran away to get the money, the inn was so troubled, everyone looked over, Zheng Hua 'snapped', slammed the sword on the table, and shouted loudly: "What are you looking at!

With a roar from Zheng Hua, a few vague guests turned their eyes away, and the girl who was singing was frightened and stopped singing beautifully.

Zheng Hua glanced at the girl, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and said, "Yo, she looks really good!"

Seeing this situation, the girl was at a loss to pull the old man's arm, the old man patted the girl's hand comfortingly, said something, and the two began to pack their things and prepare to leave.

Zheng Hua picked up the sword on the table again, walked towards the two, stopped the two who wanted to leave, and said with a wicked smile: "Where do you want to go? Do you want to sing alone for the uncle? ”

The girl lowered her head and was a little flustered, wanting to dodge, but the poor old man came to the girl and said with a compromise: "Uncle is good, just let us go." ”

Zheng Hua's evil smile was instantly filled with murderous aura, and he pushed the old man away with his sword: "What's wrong with me? I just want to listen to a little song, sing it quickly!"

The girl pulled the old man and looked at Zheng Hua, very timid, the old man patted the girl's hand comfortingly: "It's okay, child, the uncle wants to hear you sing, you can sing one for the uncle." ”

The girl had no choice but to nod, Zheng Hua smiled with satisfaction, found a table next to him and sat down, and said, "That's right, sing well, the uncle is happy to sing, the uncle will be rewarded." ”

The girl looked at the old man, looked at Zheng Hua, and sang a little song in a panicked voice: "In the green mountains, by the stream spring, a bunch of rice flowers are smoking, passing through the bamboo forest, treading the water and cold, and the rivers and lakes are in chaos. A Thousand Miles of Tragedy..."

Soon, Shopkeeper Liu took the silver and came to Zheng Hua, not daring to disturb Zheng Hua's interest, so he had to wait aside.

Five Lingnan disciples, one of them looked at the falling snow sitting in the corner with a gauze scarf, and he didn't blink his eyes, it had been a long time.

Looking at his companion in a daze, another Lingnan disciple also looked over!

Under the guidance, the remaining three also looked towards the falling snow.

The five of them discussed something, then looked at the falling snow, stood up, and walked towards Zheng Hua.

The five of them whispered a few words in Zheng Hua's ear, and Zheng Hua also looked at Luoxue who was sitting in the corner.

After discussing for a long time, Zheng Hua stood up and walked towards the falling snow.

Zheng Hua sat down next to Luoxue, smiled and said, "Yo, beauty, alone, don't you mind if I sit here?"

Falling snow, who was covered with a scarf, glanced at Zheng Hua out of the corner of his eyes, and said coldly: "Mind!"

A person standing behind Zheng Hua roared angrily, "What did you say? Do you know who this is?"