Putting aside the discussions of the disciples in the square, Feng Yanling took Lin Wanfeng to the main hall in a hurry. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Senior Brother Feng, what's the matter. Why are you so reckless today. I broke in in a hurry. If there were outsiders in the main hall today, wouldn't it make people laugh at the fact that our Lingxiao Sword Sect people were not polite. Seeing Feng Yanling break in like this, a person in the hall said with a slight reproach in his tone.

I saw that this person was wearing a dark color robe, and he looked very fairy. Sitting on the main seat of the main hall, holding a teacup in his hand, he looked very leisurely.

But Feng Yanling didn't answer, standing in the middle of the hall, bowing her head slightly. A haze appeared on his face. His expression was particularly sad.

"Huh, Senior Brother Feng, I said a few words to you. But you don't have to. Could it be that we have always been the 'windy real people' who stand up to the sky. Besides, who is this little friend behind you, is it your new disciple?" Seeing Feng Yanling's appearance, the man said with a slight joke.

"Senior Brother Head, I just got the news of Senior Brother Lin, who has been missing for many years. Feng Yanling said with some heaviness.

It turned out that this person was the head of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect. He was also a little happy when he heard Feng Yanling's words, but Feng Yanling's expression made him feel a little uneasy in his heart. So he asked, "Isn't that a good thing? But why do you have that expression?"

"This is because, Senior Brother Lin, he was attacked by an evil cultivator two months ago, and he was seriously injured, which inspired the forbidden technique and the enemy to die together. Speaking of this, Feng Yan Linghu couldn't help but shed two lines of tears in his eyes.

"What" When the head of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect heard Feng Yanling say this, his body suddenly shook twice. The teacup in his hand was also a little difficult to grasp, and fell from his hand.

"Smack"

The sound of the teacup falling to the ground rang out in the hall.

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Lin Wanfeng was sitting on a chair in a side room at this time, lying on the table and casually playing with the teacup in her hand. It's been an hour. Ever since Feng Yanling asked him to talk to the head of the Ling Xiao Sect about the process of that night again. The head of the Lingxiao Sword Sect asked someone to lead him to the wing room here. I haven't called him yet, I guess what is being discussed, as for what is being discussed, Lin Wanfeng doesn't know.

However, when they heard the news of their father's death, their faces were very sad, could it be that they had anything to do with their father? Otherwise, how could they be so sad, Lin Wanfeng thought to herself.

"Dangdangdang" only heard a knock on the door. Lin Wanfeng knocked on the door and saw a person in a white robe with a sword behind him standing in front of the door.

At this time, the man spoke: "The head of the house, please, please come with me to the main hall." "Let's just make a gesture of please. Then walk ahead and lead the way for Lin Wanfeng.

Lin Wanfeng followed behind this person, and after a while, she came to the square of the main hall. Because the last time I came here, Feng Yanling flew over directly, and the speed was too fast to see clearly. When she left later, Lin Wanfeng couldn't help but feel a little puzzled and a little absent-minded when she saw Feng Yanling and the head of the Ling Xiao faction hearing the news of her father's death. It was a mess along the way, and this time I had the opportunity to take a closer look at the surroundings.

I saw that the square was paved with a white stone, which looked like beautiful jade. There are also roads around the square, and you don't know where they lead. There were some disciples who were also dressed in white robes going back and forth between the square and the road, and they seemed to be very busy. It's just that some of them carry swords behind their backs, and some have nothing behind them, but they have different things hanging around their waists, such as gourds and brocades. Some even don't even have anything around their waists. There was only a white robe on his body. Lin Wanfeng felt very strange

After walking for a while, Lin Wanfeng and the white-robed disciples came to the front of the main hall. Lin Wanfeng looked up and saw that the entire hall was not only flying eaves and anti-universe, carving beams and paintings, but also looking extremely exquisite. It is even more towering into the sky. It's also very magnificent. It's amazing. There is a plaque hanging on it, on which there are three big characters of "Ask the Heavenly Palace", and its font strokes are like a sharp sword, and the person who stabs it can't open his eyes.

Lin Wanfeng's face was also stabbed by these words. Just when she wanted to lower her head, Lin Wanfeng found that her body suddenly couldn't move, and she also felt a sharp pain all over her body, as if she was about to be torn apart by countless sharp blades. A frightened look appeared on Lin Wanfeng's face.

At this time, I only heard a person in the hall say helplessly: "You kid, you will really cause trouble for me!"

At this time, a cyan light shot out from the hall, blocking Lin Wanfeng. forcibly separated his gaze from the plaque, and then swept Lin Wanfeng into the hall with a single turn.

Lin Wanfeng felt a lightness on her body, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. At this time, I also felt a chill in my back. But I was scared out of a cold sweat just now.

As soon as Lin Wanfeng's mind was settled, she heard a person beside her say with some reprimand: "You kid is really bold, do you know that the plaque of the Heavenly Temple is written by Ling Xiaozi, the patriarch of this sect, and it contains the supreme sword intent of the ancestor." Ordinary people don't even dare to look at it, but you kid dare to look at it directly. Today, if it weren't for me, hum, I'm afraid your life would have to be explained here. ”

Lin Wanfeng realized that she was now beside herself. If you look closely, it is Feng Yanling. No wonder it felt a little familiar when I heard the voice outside the hall just now.

Lin Wanfeng hurriedly saluted Feng Yanling and said, "Thank you seniors for saving me again, I really can't repay the great kindness of my predecessors in this life." ”

"You stinky boy, where did you get so much red tape. Also, don't call me a senior on the left and a senior on the right, am I old?" Feng Yanling said with some unhappiness.

Lin Wanfeng didn't expect Feng Yanling to react like this, and she didn't know what to do for a while. I could only smile bitterly and said: "I am careful to be taught by my predecessors, and I know that I am wrong." ”

Seeing that Lin Wanfeng was still screaming from her predecessors, Feng Yanling said helplessly: "Forget it, you can call it whatever you want, you can now tell the other people in the hall about the attack on Senior Brother Lin that night." ”

Lin Wanfeng found out that in addition to Feng Yanling in the hall, and the head of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect who had already seen just now, there were a few more people at some point, and she counted them in her heart. There are three more men and one woman.

Although Lin Wanfeng was also a little confused at this time, she still told what happened that night again. When it was said that Lin Jingyuan died with the enemy because of the forbidden art, Lin Wanfeng seemed to have his father's dying appearance in front of his eyes again. Tears couldn't help but rise in his eyes. The voice was also a little choked. Others are different. or sad, or dignified. Only the only woman in the hall had a resentful expression on her face. After Lin Wanfeng finished speaking, all the people in the hall fell silent, and the hall was silent for a while.