Ling Jing played under the tree for about a quarter of an hour, when suddenly his brows moved slightly, he opened his eyes, and the choking sound of Hengshan disciples still came from his ears from time to time, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

The disciples of Hengshan were just like before, just surrounding the body of Master Dingjing, the six gods had no master, and they were the most hot-tempered and had the most ideas, and they couldn't help but be silent with red eyes at this time.

"There's no way to go on like this." Ling Jing stood up from under the tree and walked in front of the disciples of Hengshan in a few steps.

As soon as these Hengshan disciples do not arrive in Fuzhou City, this escort mission will not be over, and it will be difficult for him to deal with other things himself.

Now that his two pink confidants are still in dire straits, he naturally can't have too much time to spend here in the Hengshan faction.

"Ahem!" Ling Jing walked up to these Hengshan disciples, but they didn't notice it yet, and immediately coughed lightly.

Some female disciples finally turned their heads, and several disciples led by Yihe, Yiqing, Yiqing, Yizhen, and others all saluted him and said, "The poor nuns and others have been rescued by the heroes, and they are very kind and virtuous, and there is no way to repay them." The master was unfortunately in trouble, and when he passed away, he trusted the hero, and after that, he still hoped to give instructions and instructions, and he should follow them. ”

Obviously, the last words of Master Dingjing were all heard in their ears before, but they didn't know if Ling Jing had been recognized by Yilin after deliberately lowering his voice.

Ling Jing nodded slightly, glanced at Yilin imperceptibly, and saw that there didn't seem to be any unusual expression on her face, and then pondered and groaned.

It is a matter of course to escort this group of Hengshan disciples to Fuzhou City, but should they expose their identities in the end?

What if once their identities are revealed, what if this group of disciples of the Hengshan Sect resists?

Yihe and the others saw that he was just standing for a long time, but he didn't say a word, and they couldn't help but feel worried, now that the master has passed away, he is at a time of hesitation and helplessness, if this hero leaves them alone, they don't know if they can reach Fuzhou City alive.

Ling Jing pondered for a moment, then came back to his senses, raised his head slightly, and saw a pair of eyes full of hope looking at him, he smiled slightly, knowing that this group of Hengshan Sect disciples were only afraid that they would all become frightened birds, if they did not have their own support, they were afraid that no one would be able to make up their minds whether to continue to go to Fuzhou City.

He nodded and said, "I will always escort you to the Fuzhou "Wuxiangan" to meet your master. But it's not dawn yet, so you might as well rest here for a few hours. And"

Ling Jing tilted his head slightly, looked past a few Hengshan disciples, looked at the body of Master Dingjing on the ground, and said slowly: "And the body of Master Dingjing, we can't just take it on the road." ”

His voice was originally very soft, but since he comprehended the "selfless artistic conception", he unconsciously carried a faint sense of oppression in his words and deeds.

As soon as the disciples of the Hengshan Sect heard him speak, they couldn't help but hesitate slightly, and then they all showed surprise, but Yi Lin was shocked, and just looked at the side face of the person blankly.

Yihe on the side didn't notice anything, after all, she had only talked to Ling Jing in Hengshan City for a few words, and now it has been two or three years, and there is no memory in her mind.

Yiqing and the others hurriedly nodded and thanked: "Thank you, hero." He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "We want to cremate the body of the master and then take it back to Hengshan, I don't know what the hero wants?" ”

Ling Jing replied and said, "Hmm." You can handle these things yourself, and you don't have to ask me again. Turning his head sideways, he saw that Yilin's eyes were full of tears, and she was looking at herself steadily, her palm-sized delicate little face was full of shock and complexity.

Ling Jing sighed slightly, walked to Yilin's side in a few steps, and saw her shrink back, trembling slightly, so he stopped, no longer approaching, and just smiled: "Little Senior Sister, we meet again." ”

"You are" Yi Lin's face was full of disbelief, her expression was so excited that she couldn't even speak clearly.

"Shh Ling Jing stretched out two fingers and made a silent gesture on the side of his mouth, but saw that Yihe and the others on the side were all looking at him and Yilin with curiosity.

Immediately said softly: "Little Senior Sister, let's go over there and talk for a while." He pointed to the tree where he had rested.

Yi Lin was a little uncomfortable by the gazes of the senior sisters, and quickly nodded, and hurriedly followed Ling Jing to the side.

"Senior Sister Yihe, they" Yizhi looked at Ling Jing and Yilin's backs, and said in surprise: "How could Senior Sister Yilin know the hero?" ”

After the death of Master Dingjing, the disciples of the Hengshan Sect had already faintly led by Yihe, and when they heard Yi's questioning, several people couldn't help but prick up their ears.

Yihe frowned, thought for a long time, and felt very strange, thinking, Yilin's little sister Pingyue has been practicing in the mountains, and she has only left the mountain gate twice since she was a child, how could she know this hero again?

She had never been able to remember Ling Jing's voice, and she had never thought of him as the outcast of the Huashan Sect.

"I don't know what's going on." Yihe frowned slightly, looked at the two blurred figures under the big tree over there, and said.

"It turns out that Senior Sister Yilin actually knows Daxia, now we can rest assured." All the disciples of Hengshan breathed a sigh of relief, the death of the master hit them very hard, the road ahead was bumpy, if there was no person with outstanding martial arts to lead them, I really don't know if they could all reach the Wuxiang Nunnery alive.

"Senior sister, let's cremate the master's body soon." Qin Juan leaned in the arms of a middle-aged nun, her eyes were red, and she didn't take her eyes off Master Dingjing from beginning to end.

Although she was very reluctant to give up on the master in her heart, if she allowed the master's body to be placed here, it would be a great disrespect to her old man, so she reminded Yihe.

Yihe turned around, touched Qin Juan's face lightly, sighed, and said, "Little junior sister, don't be too sad. Uncle Shi has a spirit in the sky, and I don't want to see you so sad and sad. ”

Seeing that Qin Juan was just biting her lip and crying in a daze, she couldn't help but sigh lightly again, and beckoned a few junior sisters to move the body of her uncle.

Ling Jing and Yi Lin came to the shade of the tree on the side, Yi Lin's face was still stained with tears, she looked a little restrained, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Ling Ling, it's you, right?" ”

She raised her little head slightly, looked at Ling Jing who was covered with a white scarf, and said.

"I knew you would recognize me." Ling Jing smiled slightly, reached out and took off the white towel on his face.

At this time, there was a glimmer of light in the sky, and with this faint light, Yi Lin finally saw the face of the person in front of her clearly, and suddenly her eyes turned red, and she bit her lip and sobbed softly.

"Uh, why are you crying?" Ling Jing was a little at a loss, and hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and wiped Yilin's face, and said, "Little Senior Sister, don't patronize and cry." I haven't said anything? ”

Yi Lin burst into tears, her face flushed slightly, and she bowed her head and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Ling Jing saw that she finally stopped crying, and smiled, when the glimmer of light on the horizon shone on Yilin's face, making her already pure and beautiful face look more and more moving, Ling Jing's heart moved, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's terrible, the little senior sister is so full of tears that she actually drenched my sleeves." It's freezing on this day, and I'm wearing this shirt, so that my hands are cold and the soles of my feet are cold. ”

Yi Lin listened to him and believed it, her face became even more shy and ashamed, and she said in a low voice: "Yes, I'm sorry, Senior Brother Ling, I didn't mean to. ”

"Hey, what a silly girl." Seeing that she actually took her joke seriously, Ling Jing couldn't help but sigh, and couldn't help but say softly: "Lie to you, how can you take this kind of thing seriously." ”

"Huh?" Yi Lin blinked her eyes and raised her head, but she didn't show any annoyance, as if this simple little nun had never known what anger was, and said, "Oh, it turns out that you lied to me, so you can't freeze now." ”

"Hmm. That's right" Ling Jing smiled bitterly, knowing that this girl was not deeply involved in the world after all, and because she grew up in Hengshan since she was a child, she didn't understand the world, and her mind was too simple, so she was still worried about herself at this time.

"By the way, little sister, I found you in a small room in the twenty-eighth shop. How did you get brought here in the blink of an eye? He still had a doubt in his heart, he notified Master Dingjing to go to save people, and it was not too long before and after the time when he found the traces of the Hengshan faction and others, how could they disappear from under his nose in a blink of an eye, and he searched the entire town without finding a trace.

Yi Lin secretly glanced at him a few times, and then lowered her head slightly and said: "We didn't know what happened after we were fascinated, and then those thieves woke us up with medicinal soup, loosened the bindings under our feet, and went around the path behind the town, pulling us all the way without stopping. Those who walk slowly, these thieves whip them. It was still non-stop when it was dark, and then the uncle chased after him, and they surrounded the uncle and told her to surrender......" Speaking of this, her throat choked, as if she remembered Mrs. Dingjing, and couldn't help crying. Ling Jing pondered for a moment and said, "It turns out that there is another path, no wonder in a moment, you have disappeared without a trace." Seeing that Yilin shed tears again, she was relieved and said, "Little Senior Sister, the festival is smooth." The most important thing at the moment is to send you to Wuxiang'an to meet with the Dingxian Shitai as soon as possible, and this ambush is not as simple as you think, everything needs to be done carefully. ”

"Well, Senior Brother Ling, will you accompany us to Fuzhou?" Yilin also knew the importance of the matter, and when she saw that Ling Jing had said something important, she hurriedly suppressed the sadness in her heart.

"That's nature." Ling Jing nodded and said with a smile: "Let you follow this group of senior sisters and sisters of the Hengshan faction on the way, I can't be very relaxed." (To be continued.) )