It is clearly recorded that Huang Li loves the Linglong Ring as if he loves his own life, and would rather be injured than break the Linglong Ring a little bit.

Qingwen casually stretched out his hand to the person who sent the information, and the person immediately took out another piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Qingwen, this is all the people taught by Qingwen, and he knows more about Qingwen than Yang Bingling, since he has found the Linglong Ring, he naturally has to know the details of the Linglong Ring, otherwise it will be light to hand the information to Qingwen and be scolded, not to mention that Qingwen never scolds.

Linglong ring does not know its origin, just a mountain gate of the things that spread out, before also in Dosa set off a storm, the sect sent people to Huangli to chase after the reluctant, threatening to take the treasure Linglong ring, the mystery of this ring is that it can enter the living creatures. The rest of the place was not much different from the space ring, and it had been in the hands of a person named Qiu Yiming before.

Qingwen threw the paper in his hand on the face of the visitor: "This is what you found?" I don't know how they met, and why is the Linglong ring in Qiu Yiming's hand in Yang Bingling's hand, and what does this broken ring have to do with robbing Wen Xin? And what does this Huangli have to do with this elf clan? None of these are available. Are you really going back to life, or do you have no brains at all?"

Before the man came, he only thought that he had taken into account everything he could consider, and this time it must be foolproof, not to mention that he would not be scolded if he was praised. What Qingwen said Before following Qingwen, if he was scolded because of this, maybe he would have left tears of grievance, but now he only feels flustered, but he begged Qingwen to finish scolding quickly, and wrote down what Qingwen said in his heart.

The hand pinched his sleeve tightly, and if he didn't look at Qingwen's expression, he could know Qingwen's current face Yang Bingling's appearance, Qingwen's breath seemed to cross the distance between the two, and sprayed directly on his face: "Go back and tell your master, if he doesn't have the ability, he will change to someone who has the ability, and if he does it to me again, I will have to pay a visit."

Obviously it was still September, but when it was hot, the man shivered, Qingwen said that the person disappeared with a flash, and a gust of wind came up on the ground, rolling up the paper that Qingwen called down on the ground, and fell to the ground scattered, Yang Bingling still didn't wake up and his body was thinner than the fluttering pieces of paper, and the fall of a few pieces of paper in Qingwen's eyes seemed to indicate the end of Yang Bingling's life.

At that time, when I left the Xuanjing, the voice in the clouds was still in my ears, and at that time, I was powerless to fight against the mysterious things, and I was forcibly sent out of the Xuanjing, and I was always looking forward to taking away all my life to make up for the debt to Yang Bingling and Wenxin, but it was the providence of God that made people, when Yang Bingling was seriously injured and was on the verge of death, Xuanjing actually took away her life again.

Qingwen got out of the cage and knew that Yang Bingling's life was running out, and all the books had been turned over by Qingwen almost in the past three days, and before he saw that person, he didn't find any way to continue his life.

Yang Bingling's breathing was getting weaker day by day, and Qingwen could only use his spiritual power to protect Yang Bingling's heart, but there was nothing he could do. Now Yang Bingling is no different from a dead man, Qingwen is like putting his heart into a hot oil pan to fry, the hot oil seeps into the heart, life is better than death, Qingwen's current lifespan, there is no problem at all to live another three or five hundred years, but Qingwen feels as if he has lived enough now.

If it weren't for Wen Xin not being recovered, and Hu Ling's revenge had not been avenged, Qingwen might have gone with Yang Bingling, pushing open the door on the side, and inside was the sound of a person whimpering, and the room was dim and there was no light shining through.

Qingwen didn't even understand why he came in to see Hu Ling, Hu Ling could be said to be one of the people Yang Bingling cared about the most, the woman who had always been soft, cute, playful and playful, her hair was fluffy and messy, her face was vaguely visible from before, and the clothes on her body were torn off piece by piece.

Qingwen stepped forward and Hu Ling began to shout, as long as there was a man's breath approaching, Hu Ling would go insane, and his body was originally a good change of clothes for others, but he was always torn into pieces by Hu Ling, and his face was also dusty back and forth, even if more people came to clean Hu Ling, it was still not as fast as Hu Ling's touch.

Later, he simply went, and the uneven traces on his face made people feel inexplicably distressed. Qingwen put down the things in his hand and left, Qingwen himself didn't realize that he desperately wanted to leave here, there was a feeling of depression that made people breathless.

The guards who rushed out of Yang Bingling's room on the side saw Qingwen subconsciously turn around and run, and were pulled back by Qingwen's spiritual power and held at Qingwen's feet, Qingwen said, "What are you running?"

The man was dragged and rolled to Qingwen's feet, and a clever man got up: "No, it's nothing, it's just the princess, the princess is gone."

Qingwen scooped up the person on the ground: "Gone?" What does it mean to be gone, how can it be gone?" The people on the ground were forced to read Qingwen

said: "Your Highness, just now the villain went in to deliver medicine to the princess, but who knows, after entering, the bed was empty and there was no one."

The light in Qingwen's eyes was sharper than a knife, piercing into the man's heart, and there was no doubt in his tone: "In that case, what are you running?" Shouldn't you be in a hurry to find me and tell me?"

The man stammered and swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "The villain was afraid that His Highness would blame, so he was frightened when he saw His Highness for a while, so he turned around and ran."

The corners of Qingwen's mouth twitched into a smile, and the ruthless meaning was not to be said: "Really?" The spiritual power in his hand has gone towards the death hole of that person, and he actually dares to collude with outsiders inside and outside, such people have seen a lot when Qingwen was still a prince, once Qingwen swore that such a person would kill one and kill two and kill a pair, but I don't know why he suddenly let this person go: "Get out."

Disgusted, he flicked his crumpled clothes, didn't look at the people whose legs were so weak on the ground that he couldn't get up, and entered Yang Bingling's room, and now the top priority is to find Yang Bingling first, Yang Bingling's current body is in danger of dying outside for a second longer.

Qingwen anxiously returned to the empty room, there was no trace in the room, which strengthened Qingwen's thoughts, for the person who robbed Yang Bingling, Qingwen probably had an object of speculation in his heart, and said to the air: "If you want Huang to leave her current position, you will want it immediately."

There was no sound in the air for a while, Qingwen held the teacup with a gloomy face, his patience was exhausted in this minute and second of waiting, the teacup in his hand was shattered, and the residue of the teacup quietly inserted into Qingwen's palm. The people in the air seemed to know that Qingwen and the others were impatient, so they had to show up and say: "Master, the general location of Huangli is still where you lived before, just in case you rush back first, we will give you news as soon as possible."

This is a compromise method, Qingwen does not speak, it is considered a default. The man let out a long breath and disappeared, Qingwen ran non-stop to the small city that had been absent for a long time, and when he went out of the city gate, he saw the big snake that had disappeared inexplicably before, Qingwen rushed out for a long time before stopping: "Why are you here?"

When the big snake disappeared, it was when Yang Bingling's mind was broken and he had no time to take care of it, so Qingwen made up a reason to make Yang Bingling feel at ease. But secretly sent someone to check the whereabouts of the big snake, and after learning the result, Qingwen almost ignored Yang Bingling at that time and wanted to pick up the snake's skin.

He actually met the general before leaving, and even went to see Jianxi, as for His Majesty, the investigators were not very clear. Now it was sent to the door, and the snake chased it out, and the previous innocence in his eyes disappeared: "I advise you not to go to her, just let this matter go with the wind, there are already many people dead, isn't it?" Are you going to put your own life in it?"

A snake talking about these words in front of people is a little grotesque and ridiculous, but Qingwen didn't say a word and hit the snake's seven inches, Qingwen planned to kill the snake with one blow, and the snake deftly dodged the fatal blow that everyone thought.

The snake didn't seem to care about Qingwen's attitude towards him at all: "I once thought about persuading Yang Bingling not to go, and even tried to keep her in my hole for the rest of her life, but she was too persistent, which led to today's situation, maybe you don't know that Jianxi is actually the sustenance of Wenxin's soul and soul, and it can be regarded as half Wenxin, so what's wrong with this?" Why do you have to cling to a crying baby who has no memory? ”

Sure enough, he knew everything, Qingwen didn't want to believe it at first, in the hearts of Qingwen and Yang Bingling, they had already regarded the snake in front of them as a relative, but at the most critical time, this snake that they wanted to protect at the beginning, and even did not hesitate to lose their own lives, abandoned them ruthlessly, Qingwen glared at the snake in front of him, "It's really a cold-blooded animal." ”

But the snake said, "Cold-blooded? Aren't you and I the same? Isn't it funny that you are just in the game and don't know it, and even think that you are struggling for your own thoughts and moving yourself with your own stupidity?"

Qingwen didn't know what the snake in front of him would say, he only knew that he really wanted to tear the endless chatter in front of him with a sword now, but the snake flashed too fast, and there were many people here, and he couldn't spend too long with it after all.

Although Qingwen felt that what the snake said was too nonsense, it was irrepressibly imprinted into his heart.

Three days later, in a deep mountain, the sun shined on the ground through the dappled leaves, and on the treetops stood a man standing with a silver mask on his face, and a group of red-clothed people stood on the ground, the sunlight refracted and stinged everyone's eyes under the smooth mask, and the man slowly spoke: "Where are the people?"