Seeing that Lingchuan's face was not good, the white-haired middle-aged man immediately took the lead, pulled out two tridents more than half a meter long from his back, flew forward, and stabbed towards Lingchuan from top to bottom.

Lingchuan didn't expect the other party to make a direct move, after snorting coldly, his body spun, dodged the attack, and then quickly shot, 'snap', the back of his hand hit the opponent's neck, and directly knocked him to the ground.

No matter how subtle and smooth the opponent's moves are, as long as the speed is slow, it will be difficult to exert power.

The three of them on the other side are not on the list of soul seekers. In Lingchuan's view, their moves are like children's play.

The black-haired middle-aged man followed closely, seeing that his second brother was knocked down, and in the gap of distraction, Lingchuan had already stepped forward, raised his legs high, and kicked him over.

"Second uncle, father!"

The chubby man, shouting, holding a double fork, shaking the flesh on his body, rushed forward!

The white-haired man was stunned for a moment when he was beaten, and then he shook his head and stood up, and when he saw the man move, he hurriedly shouted: "Xingwa, don't move"

But Xingwa had already come closer, Lingchuan opened and closed his arms, grabbed his wrists directly, and with one force, the two tridents fell to the ground.

"It hurts, it hurts, let go!" Xingwa grinned in pain.

Lingchuan really let go, and directly stepped forward again, stretched out his right hand to lock his throat, and the nearly two-hundred-pound man lifted it with one hand.

"Star baby!" the white-haired man hurriedly stepped forward.

But before he could run a few steps, Lingchuan kicked down with his foot, and the trident that fell to the ground shot straight at him!

The white-haired man hurriedly flipped into the air and dodged, and finally fell to the ground again.

"Let go of my son!" At this time, the black-haired man shouted and rushed to the rescue.

Lingchuan casually threw the man who was holding back his purple face and smashed it on the black-haired man.

"Xingwa, how is it?" The black-haired man didn't care about the pain on his body, rolled to the side, crawled out from under the man, and helped him up.

"Ahem!" Xingwa coughed several times before she spoke, "Dad, it's okay, it's just panicking." ”

"Who are you, and why are you following me?" asked Lingchuan in a deep voice, flicking his sleeves. Now that they have tasted the bitterness, they should know everything.

"Do you have a brain, I have already said that we are disciples of Wen Xingshan. Also, why do you say we're following you? The white-haired man spoke coldly, as if he had a deep hatred with Lingchuan.

Lingchuan said helplessly, "Heh! The tracking is so obvious, do you still have to quibble?"

"We suddenly want to come and walk in the woods, what's the matter! Why can you come, we can't?" the white-haired man continued.

"I'll ask one last time, why are you following me?" Lingchuan was already angry.

"Don't waste your efforts, we won't say anything, and if we have the ability, we'll kill a few of us. Stop pretending, you murderer, don't you dare to kill!" shouted the black-haired man.

"Killer, do you know who I am, why do you call me Killer?" Lingchuan looked stunned, he didn't know them at all, let alone why they called him that.

Xingwa had already eased up, and said, "Isn't it Ye Tian, an introductory disciple of the Red Forest Sect, don't try to scare us!"

"Now that you know who I am, why do you call me a murderer, what have I done, and what enmity do I have against you?"

"What have you done yourself, don't you know what you do?"

Lingchuan frowned, and said secretly in his heart, "Could it be that among the people killed in the Imperial Tea House a few days ago were their relatives?

Although he thought that it was possible, he was not sure, so he continued to ask, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, if I don't know anything else, I'm going to do it!"

"Come on, let's do it, what are you talking about?" the black-haired man looked fearless.

"Hmph, you guys are really ......" Lingchuan was so angry that he didn't know what to say for a while, he breathed a long sigh of relief, then sneered, and pointed to the fat man who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up yet, "This is your son, right?"

The black-haired man heard the threat in Lingchuan's mouth, and looked down at the man lovingly, "Xingwa, our disciples of Wen Xingshan, are not afraid of life and death! Don't be afraid, I'll be with you and your second uncle. ”

Lingchuan listened to the other party's righteous and awe-inspiring words, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, "What kind of enmity do I have with them? I actually want to die? Is it worth it? Who are these people!"

"Hey, hey, hey, you wait first, don't think about it, let's ......"

But before he could finish speaking, Xingwa suddenly got up from the ground and rushed straight to Lingchuan, "You murderer, don't try to threaten my father with me!"

"Xingwa!" The black-haired man was startled and hurriedly reached out to grab him, but Xingwa's body was heavy and he ran fiercely, so he broke free directly, and his speed did not decrease at all.

Lingchuan stepped on the ground with both feet, took off and retreated, dodging the crazy Xingwa, shook his head helplessly, and muttered to himself, "I'm really afraid of you!"

Although these three people confused him, he didn't think to actually kill them. Besides, the three of them don't care about life and death, they can be regarded as heroes, even if they continue to ask, they won't ask anything, so there is no need to waste any more time.

"Maybe it's really because of the matter of the Imperial Tea House, come to seek revenge with me, right? Lingchuan already had the intention of retreating, anyway, the three of them didn't pose any threat to him, and there was no need to dig deeper.

"I don't know why you are so misunderstood, but as a spiritual monk, I have the responsibility of defending the world, and I have always had a clear conscience in dealing with the world, and I am definitely not a murderer in your mouth!"

After Lingchuan's words, he had already flown out of the mountains and forests, and there was no one to see.

Xingwa stopped, stunned in place, and after half a sound, he turned around, "Dad, what's the situation? I'm ready to die, and he actually ran away?"

The black-haired middle-aged man also looked puzzled and didn't know how to answer.

"Hmph! Who knows what kind of conspiracy he's playing! But now it's just the three of us, and it's definitely not his opponent, we're just waiting here to join the others, and wait for the big team to arrive, to see if he can still survive!" The white-haired man's eyes were slightly red, as if he hated Lingchuan to the core.

If Lingchuan hadn't gone far and heard his words, I'm afraid he would have been even more puzzled, "What did I do? It will make so many people want to kill me......

After leaving the mountain forest, Lingchuan went straight to Wende City.

It was getting dark, and he wanted to rest in the city for the night and leave the next day.

When he arrived in the city, Lingchuan found a tavern and was about to have a big drink, only to be scolded by someone in a daze, which made him full of boredom.

"Murderer? I'm a spiritual monk, but I'm actually called a murderer?"

The more Lingchuan thought about it, the more annoyed he became, this time he always felt a little weird in the skill assessment, as if an indescribable force had been targeting him......

Wende City not only has good scenery, but also exquisite food.

Lingchuan ordered one meat and two vegetables, looked at the dishes on the plate, and couldn't bear to use chopsticks to destroy the beauty in them for a while, but in the end he still feasted on it.

After eating, all that was left was to drink the stuffy wine, "I don't know how Yeman is......?"

He remembered the first time he drank with Yeman, although it was raining at that time, his heart was still beautiful, and drinking alone and being accompanied by someone he liked, it felt really different.

Suddenly, on the wine table on the side, the conversation of several people pulled out Lingchuan, who had fallen into memory, and then threw him into shock......

"Have you heard, Longyuan Palace has been completely wiped out, there are more than 300 people, and there is not one left! Even Shen Conglong, the number one master on the Spirit Seeking List, is dead......