Ling Jing took the letter from the little girl's hand, frowned slightly, and thought, the girl in the purple shirt, is it Lianyi?

He felt a little inappropriate in his heart, he hadn't seen this girl's figure for so long, which made him very strange, and now he actually asked people to leave such a letter for himself, what happened?

Ling Jing immediately opened the letter, but after just looking at it, his expression suddenly changed.

"Childe, Princess Jingchun of the capital is my best friend, and she sent a message saying that there is a way to find out about my parents. Please forgive Lianyi for not saying goodbye, if it is fast, it will be January, and if it is slow, it will be March, and Lianyi will definitely come back to meet his son. ”

"This stupid girl!" Ling Jing pinched the letter paper in his hand and stared at the high slope of the mountain, a small stone road stretched north at the bottom of the mountain, but where could he still see a figure.

The blue light in his eyes flashed rapidly, the Ming Sect had always been a mysterious force in his heart, the martial arts of the sect leader Han Yu were unfathomable, even with his current martial arts, he was not confident that he could walk through fifty moves in his hands.

And he had already told Lian Yi that Mingjiao was now afraid that he had mastered some methods to control people, and the effect might still be above the "Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill", so why didn't this girl listen to her advice and went to the capital alone.

For a while, Ling Jing just looked at the path down the mountain, silent, and the breath all over his body became extremely unstable.

Several disciples of the Hengshan Sect around him found that the aura on his body had become very cold at this time, and they all unconsciously retreated a few steps, even the little girl who had sent the letter to Ling Jing before also looked at him timidly and stepped back.

"Actually, I should have noticed it a long time ago." Ling Jing stared at his brows, feeling annoyed in his heart. Since Qin Baichuan revealed the news of Lianyi's parents, this girl has been restless for several days.

thought that she had exposed Qin Baichuan's true face, and analyzed the current ambitions and situation of Mingjiao for her, she would temporarily give up the idea of looking for her parents, but she didn't want this girl to go to the capital alone, the lair of Mingjiao.

"Made, who is Princess Jingzhu?" He hasn't cared much about the temples in this world, and he doesn't know which of the emperor's daughters this Princess Jingchun is, and how she has anything to do with Ripples.

He wanted to chase Lianyi back immediately, but with Lianyi's martial arts, he hadn't seen her appear for so long, and he didn't know how far he had gone, and how he could catch up with her.

"Silly girl, don't let anything happen." Ling Jing was always a little uneasy in her heart, even if Lian Yi believed that she was not going to find someone from the Ming Sect, but to investigate the affairs of his parents through a princess, but who knew if this princess was reliable.

In the moment when Ling Jing was slightly distracted, on the other side, Dingjing Shi Tai and Yihe and others had also successfully solved the remaining few thieves, the sword formation composed of Yi and the three of them was very powerful, and they took the lead in slashing the big man who made the judge's pen under the sword, and the three long swords stabbed him in three key points in the chest and back almost at the same time, and the three of them attacked together, and it was just one move that killed him.

After that, the three of them rushed forward to help Master Ding Jing take care of the remaining two, and they all looked at Ling Jing with gratitude on their faces.

Master Dingjing was covered in blood, and her clothes were torn in several places, Yiqing on the side walked up to her and whispered a few words, and then saw her hand the long sword to Yiqing and walked to Ling Jing's side.

After Ding Jing walked over, he put his hands together and said in a harmonious voice: "Thank you for your help." ”

Ling Jing heard the voice of the old nun Dingjing, turned his head slightly, and found that the old nun was not arranging people, but looked kind.

However, he had never had a good impression of this quiet old nun in his heart, and Yi Lin was looking at him not far away, and he couldn't speak.

After returning the salute slightly, he jumped back slightly, and the soles of his feet borrowed strength from the mountain wall several times, and his body climbed higher and higher, and soon disappeared from the top of the mountain.

As soon as Ling Jing left, the remaining Hengshan disciples immediately chattered, and Master Dingjing instructed a few disciples to treat the injured person's injuries.

The Hengshan faction's healing elixir is well-known in the rivers and lakes, and Ling Jing secretly helped before, and there are not many injured people, except for one person who was hit by the person who made the chain hammer under the mountain, and the injury was a little serious, the others were not in serious trouble.

The disciples of the Hengshan Sect looked at the direction in which Ling Jing left, surrounded Master Dingjing, and asked one after another: "Uncle Shi, what is the origin of this person?" ”

"I see that his swordsmanship seems to be from the Hengshan faction, is he the predecessor of the Hengshan faction?"

"Uncle Shi, this person's martial arts are so powerful, and he doesn't look very old, is there really such a powerful senior brother in our Wuyue Sword Sect?"

Master Dingjing sighed too much, since this young man covered his face with a white scarf, it was obvious that he didn't want himself and others to know his identity, and she didn't say much about the disciples' inquiries.

Turning his head to look at the disciples of the hidden weapon in his body, he saw that after they applied the antidote, the bleeding gradually stopped, the pulse strengthened, and there was no danger. ”

She sat alone on a large rock, closed her eyes and pondered: "When this person rushed into the Demon Sect array to rescue his disciples, the enemies of the Demon Sect were all in danger, and there was no enemy of this person. Moreover, this person's swordsmanship is also a little different from the martial arts of the Hengshan faction, and it seems that Senior Brother Mo's swordsmanship is not as sharp as this person's. In the martial arts of the world, there is such a powerful young man, but which one is the disciple of a master? Such a character is a friend and not an enemy, which is really a great luck for my Hengshan faction. ”

She pondered for a long time, thinking to herself that this person's martial arts were definitely a few points higher than herself, but fortunately, this person was a person in the righteous path, and her heart was slightly wider. The disciple took a pen and inkstone, a thin silk, wrote a letter, and said, "Etiquette, take the carrier pigeon." Yi Zhi agreed, and took out a carrier pigeon from the bamboo cage he was carrying on his back.

Master Dingjing rolled the thin silk letter into a thin strip, stuffed it into a small bamboo tube, covered it with a lid, poured fire paint, tied it with wire to the pigeon's left foot, and prayed silently in her heart to throw the pigeon upward.

The pigeon flapped its wings and flew north, getting higher and farther away, and suddenly became a small black dot. From writing books to releasing pigeons, she was slow in every move, which was completely different from her swift and agile attitude when she was able to fight against a group of enemies.

She looked up, and the small black dot had long since disappeared from the depths of the white clouds, but she looked north. No one dared to speak out, although there was a very powerful master to help him, it seemed to be very easy, but in fact, the situation was extremely dangerous, and everyone was apprehensive.

After a long time, Master Dingjing turned around and beckoned to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, who was the same girl who had sent Ling Jing a letter earlier.

The girl immediately stood up, walked up to her, and cried out in a low voice, "Master! ”

Master Dingjing gently stroked her hair and said, "Juan'er, were you afraid just now?" ”

The girl nodded and said, "I'm afraid!" Fortunately, the senior brother just now was powerful and beat these wicked people away. ”

Master Dingjing smiled slightly and said: "This young man's martial arts are indeed very high, if it weren't for his help, I'm afraid that the master wouldn't be able to protect you." ”

The girl's eyes lit up, and she looked at Mrs. Dingjing's face with an earnest face, and asked, "Master, is his martial arts better than yours?" Which faction is the senior brother? ”

This girl, Qin Juan, is a closed disciple accepted by Master Dingjing, who is smart and clever, and is very loved by the master. Among the female disciples of the Hengshan faction, about sixty percent of the nuns are monks, the remaining forty percent are lay disciples, some are middle-aged women, and there are also mothers-in-law in their fifties and sixties, and Qin Juan is the youngest in the Hengshan faction.

Seeing Master Dingjing talking to his junior sister Qin Juan, all the disciples slowly gathered around, and Yihe interjected: "His moves are too fast, and we can't see many moves clearly, but at the beginning, I saw that person had used the swordsmanship of the Hengshan Sect." Uncle Shi, could that person be the senior brother of the Hengshan faction? ”

Master Dingjing shook his head slowly, recalling the scene of the young man's sword before, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this person's swordsmanship was shocking, and after thinking about it carefully, he had never seen him miss a sword, almost killing a person with a sword, and said: "This person's martial arts can only be described by the words "unfathomable", and I don't know the rest. Seeing that Master Dingjing couldn't see the origin of that person, everyone whispered in twos and threes.

Qin Juan sat beside Master Dingjing, raised his head and asked, "Master, this letter of yours is addressed to the head of the family, isn't it?" Will it be delivered right away? ”

Master Dingjing shook his head and said slowly: "The pigeon will change one stop at Suzhou Baiyi Nunnery, one stop from Baiyi Nunnery to Jinan Miaoxiang Nunnery, and another station at Laohekou Qingjing Nunnery." The relay of four pigeons should be sent to Hengshan. ”

Yihe said: "Fortunately, we didn't break people's hands, those senior sisters who were hit by the hidden weapon have already applied the wound medicine, and I believe that it will be fine after two days, but Senior Sister Liu's injury may have to be delayed for a while." ”

Master Dingjing raised his head and pondered, but he didn't hear her words, but he thought in his heart: "The Hengshan Sect is going south this time, its whereabouts are very secret, and it travels day and night, how can the people of the Demon Sect actually learn the information and ambush here?" ”

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the Demon Sect people were really sinister, but seeing that the disciples were all tired and covered with blood, I couldn't bear it in my heart, so I turned to the disciples and said, "Everyone is very tired, so let's eat some dry food here and sleep in the shade of the tree over there for a while." ”

When the people agreed, some people erected an iron frame and cooked water to make tea.

After everyone took a nap for a while and ate some dry food, Master Dingjing saw that the injured disciple looked aggrieved and said, "Our deeds have been revealed, there is no need to rush at night in the future, and the injured people must also recuperate, so let's rest in the 28th shop tonight." ”

From this high slope all the way down the mountain, it took more than three hours to reach the twenty-eight shop, which is the traffic between Zhejiang and Fujian, and the Xianxia Ridge must pass through the place where the travel must pass.

When I entered the town, it was not yet dark, but there was no one in the town. (To be continued.) )