As Ling Zhu guessed, later, someone came to give him medicine.

It's not a familiar face, it must not be a person from Hanxue Palace.

The man came over, "Palace Master Ling, give you medicine." ”

Ling Zhuqing waited for him to come over in silence, feeling the calm and long breath of the person coming, and his heart sank.

The internal force is deep.

But he was in a desperate situation.

Ling Zhuqing and the others approached, pretending to throw out his sleeves and scatter the hidden weapon, "Get out!" ”

The man subconsciously dodged, and Ling Zhu was in the middle of it, forcing the person into a corner, throwing his fist hard, and knocking the person unconscious with the help of the wall.

After a while, Ling Zhu escaped lightly, but fortunately it was already dark outside, so he took it out by the night and hid in the courtyard of a family in the capital, waiting for the sky to dawn, and left among the people who went out of the city.

Ling Zhu lightly stole a peasant's clothes and draped them outside, and put on a hat, so he barely scared people, and after leaving the capital boundary, he didn't dare to stay, and went around a mountain before contacting his subordinates.

When his subordinates found Ling Zhuqing, Ling Zhuqing was almost in shock, maintaining his last sobriety, and Ling Zhu gave an order.

"Don't run out yet, just find a place nearby, notify the remote mountain gate, the ghost inside..."

Ling Zhu fainted and died.

His subordinates did not dare to delay and hurriedly did as he was told.

By the time Ling Zhuqing was able to get up slightly, it was already a few days later.

"Palace master, rest assured, Sun Wu is the informant we buried before, and no one will know."

Ling Zhu exhaled lightly, "Did you go to inform Yaoshan Gate?" ”

"Go, palace master, what the hell is going on, you suddenly disappeared and escaped with another wound."

Here are all the secret subordinates he raised single-handedly, Ling Zhu said lightly, "Relying on us alone, we can't keep up with the pace of the Halloween, we must let more sects investigate the interior as soon as possible to prevent the Halloween." ”

"Palace Master, you can give the order directly."

"I..." Ling Zhuqing was just about to speak, when a few birdsongs suddenly came to mind outside, and everyone stood up, protecting Ling Zhuqing from different directions.

"Painting Tang Chun."

"Yi Qingqiu."

The subordinate breathed a sigh of relief, "It's my own people." ”

Opening the door, the person in charge of liaising with Jiang Yi came in, "Palace Master, there is a letter from Miss Feng's side." ”

"Bring it," Ling Zhu couldn't wait to reach out, "Is she okay?" ”

The man was silent.

Ling Zhu's eyes turned cold, "Something's wrong." ”

"The Feng family was wiped out, and the Feng girl escaped, specifically, you read what the letter said."

Ling Zhuqing's heart suddenly raised his throat, "What?!" ”

Hurriedly ripped open the envelope, Ling Zhu glanced at ten lines, his throat was full of fishy sweetness, and blood overflowed the corners of his lips, "Prepare the horse!" ”

"Palace Master! Don't move, you can't get out of bed yet! ”

Where could Ling Zhuqing take care of this, he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but was stopped by his subordinates, "Palace Master!" At present, please be cautious! ”

"The Wind Girl is already at the Yaoshan Gate, there is the Wind Gate Master, it must be very safe, the palace master should cultivate his body first! Otherwise, if something happens, who can resist the Church of All Saints? ”

Ling Zhu calmed down lightly, a wave of powerlessness hit his heart, his fist fell on the quilt, and the green tendons burst out.

"I see, you can go."

Ling Zhu said softly, looking down at the letterhead.

Even if the letter said that she was okay and could not see it with his own eyes, he would definitely not be at ease.

How did she face such a tragic death of her family, and how could she carry the Feng family on her weak shoulders.

Ling Zhuqing had never been so eager to have power.

If he is prepared for danger in times of peace, prepare early.

If he had woken up sooner, he would have never left.

If he wasn't the palace master of this Hanxue Palace.

Ling Zhu paused lightly in his thoughts.

There are no ifs.