- Uncle Folding Sword, between you and Uncle Fu Jian...... Was there really a grudge?

Hearing that Folding Sword took the initiative to talk about the matter between him and Fu Jian, although he expressed it more vaguely on the issue of grievances, this was an opportunity in Sun Jin's eyes, so he finally couldn't help it, and hurriedly asked a question. (Fengwu Literature Network)

In addition to Sun Jin himself, this issue is actually also a mystery in the sect, and many disciples of his generation want to know about it.

Although the sect they belong to is doing extremely cold things, the sect is very united, because the tasks they perform are either indisputable or full of danger, which is a great test of the cooperation of several people. It is also because of this that all the disciples in the sect have been instilled with a character that is positive and necessary to have, whether it is for the daily life of ordinary people or the hard work of people like them.

In the past, there were also people in the sect who asked the sword this question, and it is said that the questioner was often taught a bad lesson verbally, and of course the answer would not be asked. So for Sun Jin, who asked this question to Zhijian for the first time, he was actually very nervous at the moment.

And when Sun Jin's words fell, the smiling face of the broken sword really sank.

The hearts of the two young men, Sun Jin and Wu Qinan, also sank slightly, they couldn't imagine or accept that Uncle Breaking Sword, who usually treated them very kindly, suddenly reprimanded them angrily.

But at the moment when the atmosphere in the room was about to burst from the two loves, there was a sudden knock on the door from behind the folding sword. This knock was like someone pried open a side crack in the lid of a kettle that was about to boil, and the things that the three people in the room were holding on to their heads scattered in an instant.

Listening to the rhythm of the knocker's breathing through a door panel, Folding Sword thought that the guy from Deyi House had come upstairs to add hot tea, but when he opened the door and glanced at the young man standing at the door, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He pulled the young man indoors.

Xiao Ling?

Ling Li came here suddenly, although he had changed his clothes in advance, Sun Jin in the house only needed three or two eyes to recognize him. A moment later. Wu Qinan also understood, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The three young men had a close-knit life experience when they were young. The understanding and trust between each other is not shallow, but the two of them will express surprise at the sudden appearance of another partner, not only because of what Oriken just said, this partner should be recuperating from his injuries and not participating in this mission in Kyoto, but also because of the sound of his footsteps, the rhythm of his breathing, and his face, all of which obviously reveal a side that is too different from his previous life.

Compared with the sharp Li of the sect Yicheng, the Ling Li standing in front of them today seemed to have become another person.

He looked terrible at this point.

So when he came upstairs. was almost ignored by these three people in the private room of No. 3 C in Deyi Building as ordinary tea guys in the building.

Hey, you don't have to paint your face like this, do you? Sun Jin said with a smile, and stretched out a finger to quickly scrape Ling Li's forehead. He couldn't always be too strict in front of his brothers, but his mood at the moment was actually full of worry.

Ling Li didn't avoid him, which made him even more worried.

Feeling the coolness of his fingertips, he glanced at his nails again. There was no fine powder left on it to hide his face, and the smile on Sun Jin's face finally sank completely.

The sharp sick appearance was not made of disfigurement powder, the kind of pale with a sense of gray defeat seeped out from the inside of the skin, which really shocked Sun Jinguanzhi. It's just that I haven't seen it for half a month, and this one has been specially cultivated by Uncle Fu Jian. He was also the strongest of the three of them who studied together with Fu Jian, but now he was tossed into this appearance by a drop of Snake King venom.

After being stunned for a moment, Sun Jin raised another hand and leaned towards Ling Li, but the direction changed, no longer to explore Ling Li's face, but the palm he was holding slightly by his side.

This time, Ling Li finally raised his hand and blocked his hand.

Sun Jin, you can also see that my current state is not very good. It's not just that it's not in good shape, it's so bad that it almost collapses. The skin on his face was dry like fine sand after exposure to the sun, and his lips were gray and a little bloodshot The young man was fierce, but he just raised his hand to block Sun Jin, and even his breathing rhythm suddenly became a little chaotic.

This bump and bump on the fists and feet was originally a game that these three young people usually played, but Ling Li now gave Sun Jin the feeling that he was a clay figure with much more water, as long as he pushed it gently, he would collapse down.

At this time, Wu Qinan, another young man in the house who had not made a sound, finally spoke up and asked Ling Li: I didn't expect the poison of the insect and snake envoy to be so powerful, but didn't Xiao Chung treat you? Why do you look worse now than you did when my grandson and I visited you a few days ago?

Although Wu Qinan does not talk as much as Sun Jin, and is used to facing outsiders with his eyes slightly lowered, his eyesight and mental cohesion are actually very strong. From the moment he recognized Ling Li's identity, his attention had not been taken away from Ling Li, but the conclusions drawn from the observation made him as worried as Sun Jin.

Without waiting for Ling Li to reply to the two of them, one of the hands of the broken sword reached over, grabbed one of Ling Li's shoulders, and asked with a condensed look: Fu Jian asked you to come?

When his words fell into the ears of the two young people on the side, their eyes also sank.

Ling Li's physical condition is so poor, if Fu Jian can still ignore these and summon him to participate in the mission, Fu Jian's heart is inevitably too ruthless, and people can't help but feel a little cold. However, this thought did not stay in the hearts of the two young people for long, because if it weren't for the fact that Ling Li had a deep friendship with them like siblings, their way of thinking about things would not have been so emotional.

Sun Jin and Wu Qinan, who were accustomed to rational thinking in the depths of their hearts, quickly came back to their senses and realized that even if Fu Jian was really cold-hearted, he should not make such an arrangement that did not conform to his intelligence. With Ling Li's current state, let alone cutting off his head, even cutting a chicken and duck is a bit lacking in strength, if he follows them to participate in the task of this trip to Kyoto, I am afraid that it will be a disadvantage.

Although Uncle Fu Jian is not as gentle and easy to talk as Uncle Folding Sword, he is not an impulsive and stupid person. On the other hand, at this moment, Uncle Folding Sword's expression was a little too emotional, wasn't it because he asked Uncle Fu Jian in front of him just now about his old grievances with him, which stimulated him a little more?

Just when the expressions on the faces of these two young people fluctuated slightly as the questions they were thinking about, they listened to Ling Li's answer to Folding Sword: It has nothing to do with Uncle Fu Jian, I came here with Sun Jin.

His whereabouts were caught by a fellow disciple and followed him all the way so far, although because this fellow disciple was his good friend, the consequences were not too strict, but Sun Jin's expression on his face at this time still became a little unnatural. This is the first time he has been followed, and what is tracking him is so bad.

Noticing the embarrassment on Sun Jin's face, Ling Li also knew that his doing this was very inauthentic for his fellow senior brothers who had always been emphasized by the sect to respect and help each other, but a problem he had discovered a few days ago, and his current poor physical condition, made him have to change some ways of acting towards his own brothers.

I'm sorry, Sun Jin. Ling Li didn't know what kind of words to pick to make Sun Jin believe that he was really sorry, but he had also felt that he had come out this time, and with his body at this time, he was afraid that he would not be able to last a few hours, so he could only choose to condense all the words he had to say today.

The snake venom in the foggy mountains has infested his body for half a month, although he was treated in time by Xiao Chung and saved his life, but the residual poison is not extinguished, and the poisonous wounds are often repeated, which almost breaks half of his life.

The success of following Sun Jin to get here is mainly due to his familiarity with Sun Jin's behavior and habits, who have lived and practiced martial arts together for more than ten years. Despite this advantage, it is still very mentally exhausting to follow such a master without being noticed. Qiang chased to Deyi Building with a breath, and at this moment, Ling Li had clearly felt that his heart was beating fast, but his hands and feet were cold as if he was immersed in ice and snow, and his lips began to be a little numb.

In fact, he didn't have to take the initiative to say it, and the two young people on the side could also see a trace of something bad in his face.

Although Sun Jin was a little unhappy when he first learned that he was being followed by Ling Li, that little affection was only a flash and did not leave a trace, and he didn't really mean to remember Ling Li. On the contrary, after listening to the sharp apology, he became a little anxious, and after a little hesitation, his eyes became cold, and he said: The person surnamed Xiao is obviously a quack, if he delays your life, I will have to travel thousands of miles to find him out and slaughter him.

Hearing that there was a kind of ruthlessness in Sun Jin's tone, it seemed that he didn't say this like a joke, but if he really did this, he would probably be taken to the water prison by the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall for violating a certain rule of the sect. Ling Li really wanted to persuade him, but in the end he just let out a silent breath and didn't say a word.

He took a deep breath again, suppressed the discomfort of palpitations, looked at Sun Jin and said slowly: Do you know where I started to keep up with you?

Sun Jin hadn't withdrawn from the ruthlessness he had just spoken, and when he heard Ling Li mention this matter again, he casually responded: If I know, how can I let you succeed at this time, I will intercept you halfway.

You calm down. Ling Li raised his hand as he spoke, roughly making a stop, and then said: I met you at the wonton restaurant, but it was actually purely a coincidence. Because I went in with you a little while, and maybe it was because of this that you didn't notice me sitting in the crowd—