Yi Lin's face turned red, only to feel that her heart suddenly beat quickly, the roots of her ears were hot, and she said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Ling"

"Huh? What the? Ling Jing heard Yi Lin's voice as weak as a gnat, and couldn't help but glance at her and smiled.

Yi Lin's gaze was a little evasive, her head was about to drop to her chest, she took a step back, and said, "No, nothing, I just want to thank you." ”

Ling Jing shook his head and smiled, "Thank me, why did you retreat so far, are you afraid that I will eat you?" ”

Yi Lin was stunned when she heard this, only then did she realize that she had unconsciously withdrawn four or five steps in a row, and when she remembered the thought that flashed in Shi Cai's heart, she couldn't help but have a fever on her face, and hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Ling, I, I'm going to Senior Sister and them." ”

After that, he lowered his head and left as if he had fled.

Ling Jing looked at her back and sighed slightly.

On this night, after the disciples of Hengshan sent the body of Dingjing Shitai to be cremated, they put the ashes into a clay pot and prepared to take them back to Hengshan for burial.

Although he didn't have a good impression of this generation of masters of the Hengshan Sect, Master Dingjing was too able to do this for his disciples, even at the cost of sacrificing his own surname, which was really admirable.

The next morning, everyone packed up and walked south again, Ling Jing always wore a face scarf, not letting others see his true face, after all, his identity as an outcast of Huashan was widely spread in the righteous path of the rivers and lakes, if it was found that the disciples of the Hengshan faction were mixed with him, gossip was always indispensable.

Fortunately, the road was quite smooth, and there were no more ambushes. Two days later, Ling Jing escorted Hengshan to send a group of people into the city of Fuzhou, and in a corner in the east of the city, he finally found a temple called "Wuxiangan".

"It's finally time to wrap up." Ling Jing stood at the entrance of the street, looking at a somewhat dilapidated gate in front of him, and the three big characters "Wuxiangan" on the plaque above the door were very clear.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and when he saw that the disciples of Hengshan Mountain had arrived here, he couldn't help but show a relaxed expression, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Many female disciples of the Hengshan faction came up to say goodbye to him one by one, and they were very grateful, and for them, this hero was the life-saving benefactor of their Hengshan faction, if there was no support from him, I was afraid that he and others would not even be able to get out of the twenty-eight shops, but unfortunately they still failed to save Master Dingjing.

Ling Jing said goodbye to everyone, and the disciples of the Hengshan Sect soon entered the "Wuxiang Nunnery", and when the last person stepped forward, Ling Jing said with a smile: "Little Senior Sister, take care of yourself." ”

He frowned and pondered for a moment, and then said, "If there is a chance, the little senior sister may wish to remind Master Dingxian that you must be careful of the people from the Songshan faction." ”

Yilin nodded, just biting her lower lip and watching him not speak.

Ling Jing saw that the other disciples of the Hengshan Sect had already left, so he took off the face towel on his face and said with a smile: "If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can send someone to bring a message to this place, and someone will contact me at that time." ”

At the moment, he informed Yilin of his residence in Kaifeng Mansion, and there were Ping Yizhi and others to take care of that place, if there was any word of mouth to go, Ping Yizhi and others would naturally have a way to contact him.

"Hmm. I know. Yilin's voice was a little low, and she always looked like she wanted to say something.

"Take care." Ling Jing didn't seem to be able to see what Yi Lin was thinking at all, laughed, said "take care", turned around and walked towards the corner of the street, walked a few steps, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

Yi Lin stood at the door of the "Wuxiang Nunnery" for a long time, looking at the direction in which he disappeared, and did not move his figure for a long time.

After Ling Jing left the "Wuxiang Nunnery", he found a restaurant everywhere in a bustling market in the east of the city, asked for a window seat on the second floor, ordered wine and food, and sat down.

"System, is there something wrong with this escort mission? Why hasn't the task been prompted to complete yet? Ling Jing sat by the window, looking at the rows of houses outside the window, but there was no light in his eyes.

"The completion progress of the current main quest "Death of Hengshan" has not reached 100%, so it is not possible to give the host a hint for the time being. The system replied coldly in his head.

"What? No way. Ling Jing was a little speechless, poured a glass of wine into his mouth, and thought to himself, except for Master Dingjing, who was unfortunately poisoned by the Songshan faction this time, all the other disciples of the Hengshan faction had already arrived in Fuzhou City safely, could it be that the Songshan faction still dared to directly attack the Hengshan faction in the bustling Fuzhou City.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, as if he had missed a beat, but after thinking about it for a while, he never thought it through. He asked again: "System, according to what you mean, isn't this Fuzhou City safe for the Hengshan Sect?" ”

After asking, he frowned slightly, the Songshan faction is a well-known faction in the righteous path, if it is directly done in Fuzhou City, wouldn't it be smashing the signboard and smearing himself?

It's hard to say whether the Hengshan faction can be destroyed at that time, but if this matter leaks out, I'm afraid that the entire righteous path of the rivers and lakes will rise up and crusade against it.

"Zuo Lengchan wouldn't be so stupid."

"Fuzhou City, the safety factor is 92, according to accurate estimates, the probability of the Hengshan faction being attacked in Fuzhou City is 0.73126%."

"Can this be calculated?" Ling Jing was a little speechless for a moment, the system's supernatural powers were vast, it was really difficult to speculate, and even this kind of thing could be explained by chance.

I really feel a little ridiculous in my heart, but I don't believe in the system's words, after all, the system hasn't made any mistakes until now.

"Since the chance of being attacked in Fuzhou City is almost zero, what will happen?" The more Ling Jing thought about it, the more he felt a little headache, and faintly, he felt as if he had forgotten something important, but there was only a vague clue in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

At this moment, I only heard a man's soft voice from the street downstairs, the voice was soft, but there was a faint hint of thinness, which sounded very uncomfortable.

"Senior sister, senior sister, you wait for me."

Ling Jing leaned against the window, holding a wine glass in his hand, and looked down slightly. I saw a graceful figure in a lake green shirt and emerald green skirt walking briskly forward in front of the street, and a young man in a pale yellow robe was chasing behind him. (To be continued.) )