* Divine Doctor Miaomu, although Lin Zhenchuan's injury is serious, after the treatment of Divine Doctor Guo, there is no major problem, as long as you recuperate well, you can't move, you can't move, you have to rest in bed.

Lin Zhenchuan was carried back to the Qingyun Sword Sect by several people, and lay down on his couch, there were four old men standing in front of the couch, and two old men had cold faces, exuding a cold aura all over their bodies, obviously practicing feminine kung fu, and their skills were not bad.

The two old men who had been guarding Lin Zhenchuan in the restaurant were also there, their faces were pale and their expressions were sluggish.

Their injuries were not serious, but they were shocked by their internal organs, vomited blood, and took the panacea of Doctor Guo, so there was no major problem, and they also needed to recuperate.

The lights are bright, and the house is as bright as day.

The old man with a childish face sighed and said ashamedly: "Master, the old man is incompetent......

Lin Zhenchuan leaned on the pillow and half-lay down, waving his hand to interrupt him: "Old Feng, no wonder you, this Zhao Changsheng is really powerful, don't blame us for not being good at learning, he is too strong!", "Zhao Changsheng ...... Zhao Changsheng ......", Lin Zhenchuan frowned and muttered to himself, raised his head and said, "Have you heard of this character?"

The four old men all shook their heads, and the old man with a childish face said, "There is such a master over there in Baiyun City, it can't be from Nantan, right?", Lin Zhenchuan's face sank, and he was silent.

The original Lin Tan Lord had a very poor relationship with him, and even the enemy, although they were both children of the Lin family, one was a relative and the other was a concubine, and their status was completely different.

Lin Zhenchuan is not scared) is willing to accept his fate, so the two of them did not have a conflict when they were young, and they can't solve it when they grow up, this time the forest altar master died, not only was he not sad, but happy.

Another old man shook his head slowly: "The pool of water in Sanxiaotang can't afford to raise this big fish!", Lin Zhenchuan smiled and nodded: "Yes, at a young age, the internal strength is strange and unfathomable, such a master is not something that Sanxiaotang can encompass!", "Could it be a disciple of Xinghu Xiaozhu?", the old man blurted out.

As soon as the words fell, the four of them were stunned, their eyes quickly looked at each other a few times, and they nodded slowly, Lin Zhenchuan's face sank a little.

"Alas............" He looked up at the sky, and sighed leisurely after a while: "Xinghu Xiaozhu, Xinghu Xiaozhu, they are finally here!", the four old men were silent.

After a while, a cold old man said lightly, "Is the head of Xinghu Xiaozhu so terrible?", "Hey, hey!" Lin Zhenchuan sneered twice and shook his head: "Old Yang, it seems that you, like the rest of the Lin family, don't take Xinghu Xiaozhu in your eyes." The cold old man said: "The name of Xinghu Xiaozhu has spread amazingly, but it may have been silent all these years, right?"

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"Master, have you seen someone from Xinghu Xiaozhu?" asked the crane-haired old man.

Lin Zhenchuan turned his head and asked, "You haven't seen it, have you?"

The four of them all shook their heads, and Lin Zhenchuan sneered: "Maybe you don't know yet, this time our Lin family sent nearly a hundred masters, and there are no shortage of top masters, to hunt down and kill a disciple of Xinghu Xiaozhu, and the result, hehe!"

"Did he escape?", the crane-haired old man asked.

"Hey, it's okay if he escapes, he escaped all the way and killed the masters sent all the way, isn't this kind of strength terrible?" Lin Zhenchuan snorted, his face gloomy.

"Is he alone?", the crane-haired old man asked with a frown.

This is indeed appalling, there are too many ants and they can bite and kill the masters of the Lin family, but there are not so many top masters, and sending a hundred masters is enough to destroy a second-rate sect.

Lin Zhenchuan nodded: "Alone!", "Hiss......" The four of them took a breath of cold air.

This is a little terrifying, one person to deal with more than a hundred masters to change them, meet the top masters, one can't be defeated, this gap is like a moat, more like a thousand catties of boulder pressed on top of their heads.

"As far as the old man knows, the disciples of Xinghu Xiaozhu are divided into nine grades, how many grades is he?" said the old man who had not spoken all this time.

Another cold-faced old man said: "I heard that there are elders above the Jiupin disciples, he won't be an elder, right?", "Elder?" Lin Zhenchuan thought for a while and shook his head: "No, he is young, he can't be an elder,...... But at least it's a disciple of the ninth grade!"

Lin Zhenchuan sighed again: "You haven't seen the power of Xinghu Xiaozhu, but I have personally experienced it, ten years ago, I met a young girl, and I saw her pick Phoenix Mountain alone." "Phoenix Mountain?" The old man with a childish face said: "Xiliang Phoenix Mountain?", Lin Zhenchuan nodded: "Everyone in the martial arts thinks that the destruction of Phoenix Mountain is a suspicious case, only I know that it was a disciple of Xinghu Xiaozhu!", he shook his head, looked into the distance, and became empty and confused: "Her swordsmanship, her internal strength, and her light skills are simple beyond the imagination of ordinary people, I just want to break my head, and I can't imagine that a person's martial arts are so high!" After a while, Lin Zhenchuan came back to his senses, his eyes returned to clarity, and he said lightly: " Therefore, I strongly oppose our Lin family touching Xinghu Xiaozhu, but unfortunately the head of the family ...... him", he shook his head and sighed, full of helplessness, even if he has a good status now, but after all, he is a concubine, what he said is not very effective, although he is anxious, but there is nothing he can do. He watched the Lin family jump into the fire pit, but he had no ability to stop it, this pain made him a little stubborn, shook his head and sighed: "Xinghu Xiaozhu, ......", "Master, don't worry, we are as good as a cloud, not afraid of Xinghu Xiaozhu!", the old man with a childish face comforted, knowing Lin Zhenchuan's pain. ,

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In the early morning of the next day, when Lin Zhenchuan woke up, there were a few people standing outside, and he beckoned them in, and it was a few altar masters, reporting on the affairs of the faction.

Although the Qingyun Sword Sect is not big, there are a lot of things, some of them practice with peace of mind in the faction, some of them are outside the martial arts, some are bodyguards to protect the courtyard, and a few are sent to inquire about the news.

There is a person in charge of everything, and they have to report the progress to Lin Zhenchuan every day.

He listened to the report, then said a few instructions, then waved his hand, and everyone retreated, and he was the only one in the room.

He looked around, shook his head, felt that he was injured and out of spirit, and had the delusion, he kept feeling that someone was watching around him.

For the next two days, he had been lying in the house, seeing his subordinates once a day, and recuperating the rest of the time, while sending people to keep an eye on the Lin family and inquire about the news of the Lin family.

Although he couldn't go to the Lin family in person, he had a lot of friends, and he deliberately planted eyeliner in the Lin family in the past, and the Lin family's big and small news couldn't hide it from him.

An altar owner surnamed An was in charge of this matter, specializing in spying on the news of the Lin family, and then collecting it and putting it together, he had to read it every ten days.

On this day, the altar owner surnamed An came to report again, and he found that the altar owner was a little strange, as if his voice had become hoarse, and his whole temperament had become more calm.

For the information of the Lin family, he asked more detailed, no matter how big or small, he was extremely serious, he was a little puzzled, could it be that the head of the family was aware of it, and what major events were going to happen to the Lin family?

He secretly worried that if there was really something and he couldn't find out, it would be a great shame, a serious dereliction of duty, and he was not worthy of being the altar master.

In addition, he felt that the head of the house seemed to be a different person, could it be that he was injured and had an epiphany, so it was so?

He shook his head secretly, feeling puzzled, and then worried about his information, he secretly made up his mind that he would supervise them well after he went back and not let them be lazy.

Not only did he feel this way, but the rest of the old men also felt that the head of the house was different, as if he had changed someone, and he didn't talk much, and he was silent even more.

Moreover, they were obviously a little distant from several of their own people, and they sighed secretly, could it be that because of the last incident, they were too incompetent, so the head was disappointed?

When they thought of Zhao Changsheng's martial arts, they couldn't help but feel a little desperate, at such an age, with such swordsmanship, and so skill, they were living on a dog at this age, no wonder the head was disappointed, and they themselves felt ashamed, and suddenly became diligent and practiced hard.

At such an age, they still practiced so hard, which made the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect ashamed, and they couldn't help but work harder, not daring to be lazy, and the atmosphere in the sect was very good.

................................................ , Li Muchan was lying on the couch, looking at the caisson lazily, a little bored.

He has been pretending to be Lin Zhenchuan for three days, and he has not shown any horses, everyone has doubts, but they never thought that Lin Zhenchuan had already transferred the bag, this Lin Zhenchuan is not Bilin Zhenchuan.

Li Muchan changed his disguise, and injured Lin Zhenchuan under the pseudonym Zhao Changsheng, and when Lin Zhenchuan came back, he quietly followed behind and lurked under his bed.

The whole person constricted his breath and blended into the surroundings, even if they were close to each other, no one noticed it, and then used his heart to have a general understanding of everyone's thoughts.

Five days later, he secretly restrained Lin Zhenchuan, and then sneaked out of the Qingyun Sword Sect and settled him in a small courtyard outside the city, but he did not kill him.

Then he sneaked back to the Qingyun Sword Sect and started Lin Zhenchuan.

What he fancied was Lin Zhenchuan's intelligence, about the Lin family's information, he originally wanted to pretend to be Lin Zhenchuan, Li Dai Taozhuang, enter the Lin family, and spy on it himself.

But he didn't expect Lin Zhenchuan to send someone to collect information about the Lin family, which was an unexpected joy, and he was also happy to be lazy and saved a lot of effort.

Moreover, knowing more information about the Lin family, he would be more comfortable when he went in to spy again.

He stayed like this for several days, and early in the morning, someone outside the door reported that the head of the family had asked the head of the family to come over to discuss the matter.

Li Muchan was stunned, he pretended to be Lin Zhenchuan vividly, and his injuries were very realistic, pretending that he was able to stay yesterday, and someone came to invite him today, it seems that the head of the family is also well-informed.