Zhang Hu was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly: "Young Master Xuan, what do you mean, what am I going to say?" ”

Ling Yixuan's face was calm, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow, but his tone was full of undoubtedness, "Why did you go to Qingzhou when my father was alive, Uncle Zhang, do you have nothing to say?" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Hu's face instantly turned bloodless, and he stumbled and said, "Xuan, Young Master Xuan, what are you talking about, I... Why can't I understand? ”

Seeing Zhang Hu's appearance, Ling Yijing was also frightened next to him, and hurriedly pulled his clothes, and said hurriedly: "Brother, what's wrong with Uncle Zhang, you should make it clear." ”

Ling Yixuan sent the letter in his hand to Zhang Hu and said, "You are not unfamiliar with this letter." ”

Seeing the letter, Zhang Hu's breath stagnated, as if he had been drained of his strength in an instant, he sat on the ground, and cried with remorse: "It's me, it's me who killed the patriarch, I deserve to die." ”

Ling Yixuan sighed, leaned over to help him up, and said, "Uncle Zhang, tell me what's going on." ”

Zhang Hu cried bitterly and said slowly: "I have a distant cousin in Hezuka Town, we usually have a good relationship, and we often have correspondence, my cousin's cultivation talent is stronger than mine, and he is the deputy hall master of the Thunder Fist Martial Arts Hall in Hezuka Town."

Last month, my cousin wrote to me, it was not a big deal, it was just an ordinary family routine, he inadvertently mentioned in the letter that a thousand-year-old spirit ginseng had appeared in Xue Jushan in Qingzhou, which had been cultivated into a half-human form......

"That is, my brother's strength is not good now, if I am allowed to cultivate to two more levels, I will have to go to Qingzhou, catch that spiritual ginseng to make soup for my brother, improve your cultivation qualifications, and save me as a cook for a lifetime..."

I didn't think about it so much at the time, I thought that this thousand-year-old spirit ginseng was useful to Young Master Xuan, so I mentioned it to the head of the family, I didn't expect the head of the family to really go to Qingzhou, and... Alas! ”

At the end, Zhang Hu was already crying bitterly, with a look of remorse.

Ling Yijing was listening, her face was already full of tears.

sighed in his heart, the letter He Xiaojun gave him just now was the one sent by Zhang Hu's cousin, just now he roughly understood what was going on at a glance, and at this time, Zhang Hu said it, but it was just to confirm it again.

The reason why my father died in Qingzhou inexplicably was to improve his qualifications to find the thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng.

Ling Yixuan said slowly: "Uncle Zhang, I don't blame you for this matter, don't be sad." ”

However, there are still doubts about this matter, my father's strength is not weak, although he has not yet reached the Soul Condensing Realm, but the powerhouses in the early stage of the Ordinary Soul Condensing Realm are not my father's opponents.

Xue Ju Mountain in Qingzhou, it is not a sword mountain and a sea of fire, a hell and a demon cave, how could he let his father fall there.

"Uncle Zhang, what's your cousin's name?" Ling Yixuan asked.

Zhang Hu was stunned, "Young Master Xuan, are you saying that my cousin has a problem?" ”

Ling Yixuan shook his head lightly, "I can't be sure, but it's a strange thing, isn't it, we have been in Yuanlu City for so long, and there is no news that there is a thousand-year-old spirit ginseng in Xue Jushan in Qingzhou, so it can be seen that this matter is fake."

Where did the news come from?

I'm going to take a trip to Tsuruzuka. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Hu hurriedly got up and said firmly: "Master Xuan, I'll go with you, if he really has a problem, I will never spare him." ”

"No, you take care of Yijing here." Looking up at the sun, although a lot of things happened early in the morning, it was still early, it was less than nine o'clock, "The road to Tsuruzuka Town is not far, if I go and go back quickly, I can come back before dark." ”

Thinking that his cultivation was not high, and it would be a burden to go, Zhang Hu no longer insisted, and said: "My cousin's name is Zhao Jie, and he has a huge black birthmark on his neck, which is very recognizable, Young Master Xuan, you can know as soon as you inquire when you arrive in Hezuka Town." ”

Ling Yihan didn't stay any longer, let the two of them wait, came to the family stable, picked a fast horse, and rushed out.

……

In the room, Wang Mohao sat in the main seat, Wang Xian sat in the deputy seat, and Ling Hanshan and Ling Yihan father and son stood aside.

Boom!

But it was Wang Mohao's face full of anger, and he couldn't help but be angry for a while, and smashed the table with one palm.

The cultivation of the Soul Condensing Realm made Ling Yihan's father and son feel terrified.

"Inherit the memory, if you can't kill that little rabbit cub now, and wait for him to grow up, how can you live?" Wang Mohao said angrily.

Ling Hanshan also looked hateful, "Once he grows up, it will be a big trouble, and this son is ruthless and ruthless, and all those who offend him will be counted." ”

"Are you threatening me?" Wang Mohao said angrily.

"Don't dare, it's just..."Ling Hanshan hesitated for a moment, "Back then, his father Ling Yuanshan had a grudge with the Wang family, and now Young Master Wang is with Ling Yijing..."

The words are not finished, but the meaning is obvious, you can't run.

Hum!

With a cold snort, Wang Mohao said: "Tomorrow's competition, Ling Yihan, can you be confident?" ”

"This..."

Ling Yihan took out a white jade disc from the storage bag on his waist and said, "This is the Yueying Disc that my uncle gave me, a yellow-rank high-level attack magic weapon, if he only competes in cultivation for strength, even if he has inheritance memories, I will definitely be able to kill him."

It's just that now that he has his back to the Golden Tower, I'm afraid there is no shortage of all kinds of magic weapons and armor blades. ”

"It's okay, that little rabbit cub's cultivation of the eightfold blood refining is not able to be driven even if he has a high-level magic weapon."

As he spoke, Wang Mohao waved his hand and flew out a palm-sized turtle shell, and the dark turtle shell was covered with dense patterns.

"This is the Turtle Spirit Shield, with your Cuiyang Jade, the protection is enough, even if the little rabbit cub has the ability to reach the sky, it can't hurt you."

Then, with a move of his hand, a black talisman carved with gold powder appeared, "This is the Soul Devouring Ghost Talisman, a Xuan-level primary talisman, and it is extremely powerful." ”

Ling Yihan was overjoyed, and hurriedly knelt down and thanked: "Thank you to the lord of the Wang family for the treasure, I will definitely behead him under my feet tomorrow." ”

If he was still deeply jealous of Ling Yixuan before, then now all his worries are gone, with so many magic weapons in his hands, and with his Jiuyao Star Vein, how can he lose.

The worries that Ling Hanshan had been thinking about all this time also dissipated, if his son lost to a Blood Refining Eightfold with the addition of many magic weapons, then he could really die.

But Wang Xian's face on the side changed greatly, what do you mean, my own baby is not passed on to me, and it is sent out?

"Dad, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Mohao knew what his son meant, and chuckled at Ling Yihan: "You think too much, your father has to spend money to buy these two magic weapons, not more, 600,000 taels." ”

The smiles on the faces of the father and son froze instantly.

His grandmother drops, the old thief of the Wang family is ruthless enough, at most 300,000 taels of silver, it costs 600,000, damn, this is to hollow out my net worth! Ling Hanshan scolded in his heart.