The four of them had dinner, but in fact, according to Xiao Hei and Wu Dao's meaning, they wanted to rush to Tianyue Mountain overnight and explore the Ghost Seal Jedi at night. Ling Yu pondered for a long time, shook his head and vetoed. He told the two of them that if this Jedi had been opened, or was about to be opened, the two Gatekeepers of the Tiger Cave would not have gone to occupy their positions today. Moreover, all Jedi are extremely dangerous before they are opened. At the beginning, the True Dragon Trial in Dragon Bone Mountain was a living example, and I think that the Nine Ghost Rats almost died because they entered the Jedi when the Jedi was just opened.

"Then will we be a little late tomorrow morning?" Just like the shopkeeper said, with the strength of the four of us, we are already alone, if we can't occupy a good position again, I'm afraid it will be ......" Wu Dao pondered for a moment and said worriedly.

"Fatty, you're wrong. We're not going out early tomorrow morning, we're going out the day after tomorrow. Ling Yu smiled incomprehensibly, turned his head to Xuan Ling'er and said, "Ling'er, will my brother take you shopping tomorrow?" ”

"Okay, okay, I can go out and play!" Xuan Ling'er heard Ling Yu's words and danced happily. Don't look at her decades of practice, even if her mind-reading skills are too subtle, according to the age of the demon beast, she is still just a child, and she has no resistance to eating and playing.

"Xiao Yu, do we really want to go out with Ling'er tomorrow, instead of exploring the situation near Tianyue Mountain first?" Xiao Hei didn't understand Ling Yu's approach, he didn't understand that even if he didn't go to the Jedi at night tonight, he should leave tomorrow morning, but he wasn't in a hurry to see Ling Yu's appearance.

"Hehe, you two don't have to worry, I have my own plans. Think about it, if the Ghost Seal Jedi is opened, the world knows that there is a treasure inside, what are they doing?" Ling Yu remembered the original trip to Dragon Bone Mountain, his eyes faintly appeared, and he said faintly.

"Needless to say, there must be countless people rushing to enter the Jedi, lest the treasures inside be possessed by others. The more powerful the sect, the deeper the heritage, and the more confident it is, and even regards the treasure inside as something in the bag in advance. Xiao Hei pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, many people think that if you arrive at the Ghost Seal Jedi in advance, you will be able to get close to the water. But they ignore one point, this is a robbery of opportunities, an adventure of unknown life and death, not a purchase of houses and land, and a bidding for treasures. Often those sects that think highly of themselves are hit the hardest, and people have this mentality, even if I don't get the opportunity there, I don't want to let this opportunity be enjoyed by one person. Many small sects will form their own alliances, and although they are not necessarily very united, they are very powerful. Moreover, these people are not like us in Dragon Bone Mountain at the beginning, with Luo Shibo leading the Tianji Gate to suppress the scene. It is very likely that they will fight because of the treasures inside, and there will be a river of blood and tragedy when the time comes. And we, on the other hand, can take advantage of their defeat and reap the benefits of the fisherman. Ling Yu chuckled and analyzed. Genius one second to remember 噺バ壹 Chinese m.x/8/1/z//o/m/

After listening to Ling Yu's analysis, Xiao Hei and Wu Dao glanced at each other, and at the same time stretched out their thumbs to gesture to Ling Yu. Ling Yu's analysis of the problem is meticulous, whether it is the speculation of the surrounding environment or the control of human nature, it is all leaky. In this way, the trip to Tianyue Mountain, which originally seemed to have no chance of winning, was full of infinite possibilities. But they also know that these are just speculations. What the specific situation will be will only be known when things are born. But no matter what, Ling Yu's thoughts and practices were much better than them moving forward blindly.

So, the four of them returned to their rooms one after another, recuperating their energy, and accumulating strength for the trip to Tianyue Mountain. In the early morning of the next day, Ling Yu and the three took Xuan Ling'er to the town to play. While accompanying Xuan Ling'er, he inquired about the movements of Tianyue Mountain. Because the Ghost Seal Jedi is about to open, and this town is the closest town to Tianyue Mountain, more than half of the people on the street are cultivators. The originally deserted streets were bustling with activity at this time, with cultivators dressed in different sect costumes roaming the streets. They carried all sorts of blades in their hands, some smiling, some grim, some loud, some whispering. But without exception, people are heading in the direction of Tianyue Mountain, and the reason why they stop in this town is to replenish supplies and buy the necessary things on the road.

Compared with the people who were in a hurry, Ling Yu and the three of them seemed extraordinarily relaxed. Wu Dao was dressed as a Taoist priest, Xiao Hei looked like a monk, and Ling Yu was dressed as a rich son, and the combination of these three was already very weird. At this time, they also brought a beloved child, which made the four of them instantly become the focus of attention on the street. Xiao Hei was holding a chicken leg, Wu Dao was holding a piece of pork knuckle in his hand, the two of them were eating while walking, their mouths were full of oil, and their rough voices spread from the street to the end of the street, attracting sideways glances from passers-by.

Ling Yu followed behind Xuan Ling'er, looking at Xuan Ling'er, her eyes full of doting. And Xuan Ling'er was holding a sugar gourd, looking at Ling Yu with a jump, walking backwards.

"Hey, whose little rabbit cub is this, doesn't he have long eyes when he walks? Let me tell you, this is our Young Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Shen Jianxiong, if you collide with our Young Master, you can't afford to take ten cheap lives!" Suddenly, a sharp voice came from behind Xuan Ling'er.

It turned out that because Xuan Ling'er was walking backwards and didn't look at the road, she bumped into a group of oncoming cultivators. The person Xuan Ling'er bumped into was the middle of the group, and the other cultivators surrounded him in the middle like stars holding the moon. I saw that he was seven feet tall, with a face like a crown of jade, and a white scarf tied on his head. The man known as Shen Jianxiong has long and narrow eyes, a glittering eye, a high nose, and thin lips. He carried a folding fan in his hand, and looked at Xuan Ling'er's eyes full of disgust.

Ling Yu's brows furrowed slightly when he saw the costumes of this group of cultivators, and then when he heard the shouting of the man on Shen Jianxiong's right, a trace of fierceness flashed in Ling Yu's eyes. He stepped forward, gently helped Xuan Ling'er up, and asked with concern, "Ling'er, are you okay?"

At this time, Xuan Ling'er's eyes were slightly red, and tears were rolling in her eyes. One of her small hands had been cut by the rubble on the ground as a result of the fall, and blood was oozing from her arms. Xuan Ling'er was inciting, and it seemed that she was about to cry, but when she looked back at the group of fierce cultivators, she didn't dare to cry. Xuan Ling'er was glared at by the eyes of the person who spoke just now, so frightened that she quickly turned her head, picked up the sugar gourd that was stained with dust on the ground, and then said to Ling Yu tremblingly: "Brother, I want to go back to the inn, let's go back." ”

When Xuan Ling'er spoke, her hands tightly grasped the corners of Ling Yu's clothes, lowered her head, and two tears dripped from her eyes.

"Ling'er, let's go back in a while, but before we go back, my brother still has something to do for Ling'er. Ling Yu saw Xuan Ling'er's aggrieved appearance, and was furious. He dusted Xuan Ling'er off her body, and then protected her behind him.

"Hey, hey, what about you, this is your sister, she rushed into our young master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and quickly made her kneel on the ground to apologize. Or...... It's okay for you to kneel down for her and beg for forgiveness from our young master, hahaha......" The man who spoke just now shouted sharply again.

When Ling Yu heard the man's words, she raised her head gently and looked at him quietly. I saw that the person who spoke was on the right side of Shen Jianxiong, the person was dressed in a light blue cotton robe, with a thin figure and sharp beak and monkey cheeks, coupled with his sharp voice, which made people feel disgusted.

At this time, seeing Xuan Ling'er falling, Wu Dao and Xiao Hei also hurried to catch up, looking at the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and glaring angrily. Although Xuan Ling'er only met them last night, the little girl's innocent and lovely temperament made Wu Dao and the others like it very much, although they are cunning and treacherous on weekdays, but for Xuan Ling'er, they are obedient and extremely doting. At this time, they saw the scar on Xuan Ling'er's arm, and the two of them threw aside the food in their hands, and subconsciously clenched their fists, and the killing intent came from the two of them.

"Hey, there are helpers, but you monks, a stinky Taoist, what can you do to us! Hurry up, kneel down and apologize to our young master, otherwise, I will let you climb out of this street." The man shouted unscrupulously and arrogantly.

Ling Yu had been by Xuan Ling'er's side all the time, and he could see what had happened just now clearly. Although Xuan Ling'er walked backwards, her degree was extremely slow, and even if she bumped into Shen Jianxiong, it would be impossible to rub such a large wound on her arm. This shows that when Xuan Ling'er bumped into Shen Jianxiong, this Shen Jianxiong used his internal force to push Xuan Ling'er out. Moreover, at that time, this group of cultivators was walking towards Ling Yu, and they obviously saw that Xuan Ling'er was about to bump into Shen Jianxiong, but this Shen Jianxiong did not back down at all, which showed that he did it on purpose!

Ling Yu's face was expressionless, and he walked towards Shen Jianxiong step by step. On the way, Ling Yu kept stroking her earlobe. When they saw Ling Yu make this familiar move, Wu Dao and Xiao Hei's action of preparing to rush forward stopped. They knew that there were only two times when Ling Yu would make this move. One is when he is embarrassed or has some ghost idea in his heart, and the other is when he is extremely angry. Clearly, the situation at hand falls into the latter category. They retreated to Xuan Ling'er's side, and Wu Dao bent down to pick her up and let her sit on his shoulder.

"Brother Wu Dao, let's go back with Brother Ling Yu, Ling'er doesn't want to play anymore. Although Xuan Ling'er didn't use mind reading, she could see through Shen Jianxiong's eyes just now that he hated herself. This kind of look made Xuan Ling'er very inferior, and she said aggrievedly.

"Ling'er is not afraid, it's not your fault, I'll see my brothers give you anger in a while. Xiao Hei took out a piece of gauze from the realm spirit, and said softly to Xuan Ling'er while medicating and bandaging it.

When the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked cultivator saw Ling Yu walking in his direction, he thought that Ling Yu was scared, so he let out a sneer and said contemptuously, "Since you know that you are wrong, you should have knelt down to apologize a long time ago." It's too late now, you have to kowtow three times, and our young master will forgive you. In his opinion, although Ling Yu and the others seemed to have some cultivation, they were probably just getting started. He regarded Ling Yu as a child of a rich family, and he came out to play with his guards and sister. That's why he's so unscrupulous. 噺8.(1)祌文全文快速んττρs:/м.χ八(一)zщ.còм/

Ling Yu walked up to Shen Jianxiong and stared at him tightly. Ling Yu didn't have a good impression of the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and since the last battle of Dragon Bone Mountain, he had seen the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect clearly. Not only is the sect master Shen Hang domineering, but even his disciples are like him.

Shen Jianxiong was stared at by Ling Yu's gaze, he swallowed his saliva, and said, "What do you see? An ant like you is also qualified to look at me!" Shen Jianxiong was originally a little frightened by Ling Yu's staring, but thinking that he was the young master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and there were so many people here, he naturally couldn't lose his momentum. Thinking of this, Shen Jianxiong raised his head and glared at Ling Yu. Ling Yu guessed that it was right, Shen Jianxiong deliberately knocked down Xuan Ling'er. In his opinion, why did a milky little girl let herself make way for her, all of this was her own fault.

"Apologize!" Ling Yu didn't have any extra words, and said two words word by word. In an instant, a cold killing intent emanated from Ling Yu's body. Xuan Ling'er is his younger sister, and she is another rebel in addition to his parents and relatives. If anyone provokes Xuan Ling'er, no matter how deep his background is, no matter how high his cultivation is, there is only one way to die in Ling Yu. Maybe when he encountered this kind of thing when he was in Tianjimen, he would still consider whether it would bring trouble to Tianjimen, but now that he was alone, he had no scruples.

"Hey, what are you talking about! Don't die, huh? Believe it or not, I slapped me...... Oops!" Before the cultivator on Shen Jianxiong's right could finish speaking, he was choked by a powerful big hand, his face turned red, his eyes bulged, and his eyes flashed with horror.

It turned out that after the little gangster Xuan Ling'er finished taking the medicine, he slowly came behind Ling Yu. When he saw the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked cultivator chattering, he struck out with lightning and grabbed his neck in his hands. He couldn't stand this man's chatter like a fly for a long time.

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