A bloody night.

When Lin Huang walked out of the street with Song Changling, the entire long street was covered with blood. Rouge Street no longer has the warm nephrite vibe it once had.

Song Changling looked at the blood he was splashed all over and was a little sluggish.

Lin Huang shook his robe and smiled. Then he looked at the dark void, feeling the faint but powerful aura in the air, and did not linger, and walked away.

And those few breaths in the void, after a short hesitation, disappeared without a trace.

It's not that the forest can't be left behind.

Rather, it is aimed at the martial arts world outside Dongling, although it is more cruel and unreasonable, but it is more cautious. The forces in any place are intertwined and clamped down on each other.

It wasn't because Lin Huang killed twenty-seven martial marquis by himself, he was really powerful.

To be able to occupy a piece of territory in a place like the capital of the dragons and snakes, the backstage of these twenty-seven rouge buildings will not be too weak no matter how you say it.

One or two martial kings can still get their hands on it.

Even the existence of an existence close to the realm of the Martial Emperor is possible.

But since that young man in white can kill twenty-seven martial marquis by himself, he seems to have the invincible posture of the martial marquis realm. Then his backstage is worth scrutinizing.

I'm afraid that ordinary forces can't cultivate such people.

Until they find out the details of the forest wilderness, they will not take action lightly. After all, a previous temptation made them pay the price of twenty-seven martial marquis.

It's not a big deal.

What's more, there is also the white-haired old man who calmly shuttled away from the big war, which doesn't seem to have the slightest relationship with the two young people, but it doesn't mean that there is no relationship.

Even just one look from the white-haired old man made them feel cold.

So after Lin Huang and Song Changling walked out of Rouge Street, they were surprisingly calm, so calm that Lin Huang felt a little strange.

Song Changling didn't feel the slightest feeling, he didn't know the cruelty and horror of the martial arts world at all.

It's just that in the dark night forces of the entire Bosa Capital, the names of 'Lin Changsheng' and 'Song Changling' are all over the place, and they can even be summed up by news flying all over the sky.

From the capital of the mother.

and then push forward a month to the town inn where Lin Huang is recuperating.

and then to the news that a young man in a green shirt carried a young man in white down the mountain.

In just one night, the forces behind the twenty-seven rouge buildings had these news in their hands. However, they did not know anything about the origin of the forest famine.

Therefore, that force turned its attention to Song Changling. Let's see what kind of fairy it is, without the power to tie the chicken, he actually ran into the green building, and persuaded the bitch to be good.

However, in the next half a day, the forces behind the Rouge Building died down. It's not that nothing has been found, but because of the hint of discovery, it makes the forces sitting in the capital of the city feel terrified.

Behind Song Changling, there is a behemoth, like a fierce beast, which is terrifying.

And these, if Lin Huang thought about it carefully, he might understand why there was no follow-up pursuit, but he didn't think about it carefully, wasting time!

It was the 'white-haired old man' who caught Lin Huang's attention.

There are so many masters and strong people in the world, but there are so many generalized people in the world. How can it be simple to teach people who dare to run into the Qinglou to catch their granddaughter.

Even if the white-haired old man suppressed his breath, Lin Huang was once a martial saint, and he could feel the good aura on the old man's body.

However, after Lin Huang thought about it, he didn't continue to think about it.

The continent is so vast, out of a hundred people, the 99 people they met were just the days when they met in Pingshui and never saw each other again.

In the next two days, the two were a lot quieter.

Song Changling went out for the first time and went to the Qinglou to persuade others to be good, but the result was in vain, which seemed to frustrate this young man who had read poetry and books.

also lost three or four thousand bead spirit stones, which made Song Changling become a poor egg all of a sudden.

Lin Huang was nothing, just looking at Song Changling's unhappy appearance, he was a little happy. The latter looks at the world with the purest eyes, only to find that the world is all dirty.

This is not necessarily a bad thing for Song Changling.

If you want to walk the world, you must know two things. How beautiful this world is, and how evil this world is.

Only after reading it, if Song Changling is still firm in his understanding of this world, then he can truly become a Confucian student.

Even a generation of saints is not impossible.

Lin Huang looked at Song Changling's starry but sad appearance, smiled calmly, and remembered Song Changling's self-introduction when he first met.

"My name is Song Changling, and my name is Taiping. Open the peace of peace for all generations!"

The latter's ability to introduce himself in this way naturally shows how grand the latter's wish is, which makes people extremely embarrassed. In Lin Huang's view, if Song Changling's road really goes on, then his experience may be the ancient literary minister Jiang Taixu seven thousand years ago.

It was really a prosperous era when the world was peaceful and the sea was clear and the river was clear.

Song Changling is also stubborn, after the previous incident, it seems that there is a problem and he has not figured it out, so he has been staying in a bull's horn, and in just two days, his face has become extremely pale.

It wasn't until the third day, when Lin Huang led the latter to the ferry in the capital of Posa, that the latter barely lifted a trace of spirit.

"I suddenly don't want to go to the Taixuan Domain!"

Halfway through, Song Changling suddenly said.

Well?

Lin Huang looked at Song Changling suspiciously.

"That girl hasn't been good yet, it's immoral for me to go halfway like this!"

Song Changling said.

"You want to be responsible for her?"

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's natural...... I must have a beginning and an end in my work, and I can't leave a girl alone!"

Song Changling Road.

"You're going to ranher her and marry her?"

Lin Huang asked.

Yes?

Now it was Song Changling's turn to be a little stunned, "The person in charge, are you going to marry her......?" I'm just redeeming myself for her, and she doesn't necessarily like me!"

"And do you like her?"

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book!"

Song Changling Road.

"Negative man!"

Lin Huang raised his forehead and sighed, carrying Song Changling and walking forward, only to feel that this guy was a little stupid when he read the sage books. There is no literati who are full of enthusiasm, and they don't know how difficult the world is.

When the two people approached the ferry, there were obviously more people, and even a little crowded.

Looking at the past from a distance, Lin Huang could clearly see the outline of the 'Po Sao' ferry. It is more than 300 zhang long, and there are five layers high, and each layer is ten zhang full, and it suddenly towers into the clouds.

Such a behemoth is enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, and forest faminees are rarely seen. Only among those great sects and factions, the powerful warships that fly through the sky can be compared.

When you get closer to the ferry, it's even more amazing.

The bottom of the so-called ferry is not made of ordinary decks and keels, but a huge Xuanling Divine Turtle floating in the water, lifting the buildings on its back, which makes the whole ferry look like a small island.

Lin Huang and Song Changling were crowded in the crowd, looking at the ferry in front of them, and slowly walked forward.

However, just as the crowd was crowding, Lin Huanghu's eyebrows were raised, his whole body was tense like a wolf, and he felt two silent killing machines in the void suddenly coming......

(End of chapter)