Ling Huqing subconsciously looked around, he had no hands, it was impossible to hold a stone to tap, and there were no other tools around, Ling Huqing looked at his head, a large bowl on the top of his head, the wound was visible, the miserable white skull was exposed, and there was a circle of flesh that was still oozing blood on it, and the black blood scab was almost soaking the already messy gray hair.

In other words, the person in front of her, where did he use a stone to smash the stone wall before, and he obviously used the last bit of strength left to hit the stone wall with his head to make a sound to attract her attention, so that she could break the formation and unlock the secret of the Purple Gold Pavilion!

"Woo, it's terrifying...... Sang Sang fled into Ling Huqing's sleeve as if he had seen a ghost, it was still safe in that place, at least he wouldn't see such a terrifying creature again, it was too ...... Too...... Scary.

Ling Hu Qing ignored the stench and approached and said, "Uncle, I am Ye Qing under the Heavenly Imperial Gate Wuyun Peak Daozi Gate, can you hear it?"

"Okay, now you are not very weak, I have an elixir here, after taking it, it can stop the bleeding and restore the old injury, shall I give it to you?"

The old man nodded again. Ling Huqing took a lot of effort to make the old man change from lying on the ground to "sitting" on the ground, leaning his back against the stone wall, saying that he was sitting, but he just "pestle" the remnants on the ground.

Ling Huqing took out a "Return Pill" and gave it to the old man. After half an hour passed, the wound on the old man's head was almost healed, and there was a faint trace of blood on his face, and the only remaining eye, looking at Ling Huqing, became much gentler.

"Uncle, are you the Lang Qianqiu Lang Pavilion Master of the Purple Gold Pavilion?" Ling Huqing suddenly asked.

The old man was very surprised, and then he was sad and angry, and there were muddy tears in his only eye, and he cried silently with his mouth wide open, as if all the humiliation and unwillingness had turned into tears, and the black ash on his face was washed out of the ravines by tears, and they all said that "men don't flick when they have tears", not to mention that Lang Qianqiu, who was the lord of a pavilion and was above ten thousand people in the past.

Ling Huqing looked at the grief-stricken Lang Qianqiu in front of him, and felt extremely angry in his heart, Nangong Chen's treatment of his master like this is simply heinous, and it is difficult to write!

Ling Huqing suddenly thought of his father Ling Hushu, is he also experiencing torture and suffering in an unknown place at the moment? Although he has not been very kind to himself since he was a child, he is his biological father after all, maybe he doesn't want to treat himself like this, maybe he also has his own hardships.

Ling Huqing's mood suddenly became extremely heavy, for more than a hundred years, for so long, she has been paying attention to her father's news, but she has found nothing, she really doubts whether her father is still alive in this world, she only hopes that he can be well.

She thought about her own thoughts, and a deep sense of powerlessness arose in her heart. There are too many bad people in this world, for their own selfish interests, ill-intentioned, unscrupulous, and they have worked very hard to improve themselves, but the enemy's strength is too strong, in the face of this strength, he is just a small ant, can be trampled and crushed at will.

But if there is no one to fight the grievances and expose these hypocrisy, the world will become a world of wicked people, who can do evil at will and do whatever they want. Kindness and justice are not worth mentioning in their eyes, as long as they can achieve their evil goals, they can use all means to frame and destroy.

But fortunately, Ling Huqing thought of Si Yu, the child who knew books and etiquette, Xuan Yue, the Taoist who was lost, Fu Bao, the innocent princess, Ah Qing, the loyal and honest man...... When she thought of these people, she felt warm in her heart, and her heart was suddenly filled with courage, light is always more brilliant than darkness, and good is always more powerful than evil!

Lang Qianqiu cried wantonly for a while, and after crying, he lowered his head again, and Ling Huqing said: "Lord Lang, don't be sad for your old man, you should cheer up, don't you want to see Miss Lang again?"

Hearing Lang Lingshuang's name, Lang Qianqiu raised his head, his eyes full of hope. Nangong Chen cruelly made him a man, and then threw him into this hellish place, for so many years, he endured humiliation and secretly lived, just to be able to see his baby daughter again.

His daughter is his life, in the hellish days, in this closed underground tomb, he can't see his fingers, he doesn't see a trace of sunlight, he doesn't have any food, he only relies on the remaining spiritual power in his body to survive, he lives like a dog, he dreams of seeing his daughter again.

He nodded, and Ling Huqing said again: "Miss Lang has no worries about her life for the time being, you can rest assured of this", Ling Huqing couldn't bear to tell him Lang Lingshuang's current miserable situation, in fact, Nangong Chen should not want Lang Lingshuang's life during this time, so he was not lying to him by saying this.

Lang Qianqiu was relieved when he heard this, and the wrinkles on his face also relaxed, as long as his daughter was well, he was lucky.

After saying these few words, both of them fell silent. Ling Huqing has been thinking about how to get out in his heart, there are dark iron stone walls everywhere, and he has already been banned by Nangong Chen, if he wants to break this prohibition, unless Nangong Chen himself.

Nangong Chen's purpose is very clear, if he can go along with him and level the Heavenly Imperial Gate, he can spare her life, if not, with Nangong Chen's ruthlessness, I don't know how to harm her.

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Huqing already had a rough plan in his heart. At this time, the only one who could save her and Lang Qianqiu was the king of the shark clan, Mo Chenye, although his attitude towards him was not very friendly, but he had to give it a try anyway, he couldn't watch Nangong Chen become a disaster for the immortal gate.

If his disguise is not exposed, with Nangong Chen's strength, the three major immortal sects will be hit hard, so she has to take a gamble.

She called Sang Sang out, Sang Sang twisted his fat body, and said calmly: "Sister Qing, what do you need me to do, you just say it, before leaving, Yuxiao Zhenren has already told me, I must try my best to help you in case of danger!"

Ling Huqing didn't expect that this little silkworm demon, who had always been timid and afraid of things, would be so calm when he really encountered dangers and difficulties, and his speech was not as childish and ridiculous as usual, Uncle Yuxiao was so thoughtful about her, she couldn't help but have some questions in her heart, could it be that Uncle Yuxiao had already expected what would happen before she set off? So he deliberately gave her stealth boots and Sangsang?

No, if he knew everything and sent her to do something, she shook her head and denied her idea.