Lin Ruofeng couldn't cry or laugh, but his hand was not slow, and he quickly helped Han Xuhui up, not letting him really kneel.

"Why is Brother Han so gifted, Lin Ruofeng is also raised by his father, and Lin Ruofeng is also a friend of Brother Han, so you don't have to care about these false gifts!"

Han Xuhui said: "Otherwise, the grass people don't know Mount Tai with their eyes, and they almost offended His Royal Highness the Crown Prince yesterday, and the grass people really deserve death!"

What Lin Ruofeng was most afraid of was the so-called etiquette in ancient times, and said helplessly: "Brother Han doesn't have to be like this, I just don't want to hide my identity too ostentatious, but it is Lin Ruofeng's fault to say that it is even more wrong, after all, we are already friends, but Lin Ruofeng still conceals his identity, and I hope Brother Han will forgive me!"

More than 40 miles outside Yangzhou in the mountains.

Chen Gu felt bitter in his mouth in a daze, and couldn't help but try to open his eyelids, but he only felt severe pain all over his body, no strength at all, and his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

A stream of bitter water flowed into Chen Gu's somewhat dry mouth, and Chen Gu subconsciously wanted to spit it out, but he didn't use any strength, and even the simple action of stirring his tongue seemed to be as difficult as ascending to the sky, so he could only let the bitter water flow down his throat.

Hanfu.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't have to send troops so troublesomely, let's not talk about casualties, this Demon Sect is also my Chinese sons and daughters, and it is a force that we cannot ignore to defend Dazhao, if we have internal friction, it is our enemies who are happy in the end, and it is we who suffer, Your Highness can rest assured, the grass people will go to the Demon Sect to take a trip and end this matter, I'm afraid it's too late to go!"

Lin Ruofeng also knew the importance of this Demon Sect to the survival of Huaxia, but he didn't dare to let the Demon Sect do whatever it wanted, you must know that the collapse of any powerful country is corroded from the inside, but now that Zhao Lingfeng wants to solve it in person, it is indeed more suitable than anyone else, at least it can ensure that the internal losses of Great Zhao are minimized.

"It's best if the seniors can go out in person, I immediately sent a message and asked the dragon soul iron to ride over to cooperate with the seniors!"

Zhao Lingfeng waved his sleeves and said indifferently: "The Dragon Soul Iron Horse is a hero who fights against the enemy, so there is no need to dispatch, and it may not be too late in time, if it is too late, this Nie Zuojin will refine Miss Han, it will be even more troublesome, this is to go to the Demon Sect, it is enough for the old man to be alone!"

Lin Ruofeng saw Zhao Lingfeng's confident appearance, and remembered that Zhao Lingfeng was able to kill six holy swordsmen besieging him when he had just broken through the innate nature, and the sixth-order masters of the Demon Sect were Nie Zuojin and He Jinqiang, so he didn't force it anymore.

"Be careful, senior!"

"Well, the grass people will say goodbye first, by the way, my unsuccessful grandson will bother you to take care of it," Speaking of this, Zhao Lingfeng, who was fluttering like a fairy, was depressed, and his expression seemed to be a little older, "Hey!

Lin Ruofeng and the others felt a sigh in their hearts, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in their hearts, and they just wanted to ask the doubts in their hearts, but Zhao Lingfeng suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, as if he had never appeared here.

Lin Ruofeng and the others hurriedly rushed into Zhao Yingming's room where he was recuperating from his injuries, only to see that Zhao Yingming had woken up and sat cross-legged on the bed, but his face was very pale, and his expression was dead, as if he had no life, and there was a dead silence.

Ye Yuxian and Zhao Yingming had the best relationship, and they couldn't help but ask at first: "Senior Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you? Don't scare us!"

Zhao Yingming heard the voice of the Night Rain Fairy, as if he had just seen Lin Ruofeng and the others come in, and slowly raised his head, "What?" The voice was very low and hoarse, and Lin Ruofeng and the others almost didn't hear it.

Lin Ruofeng took a few steps forward and asked Zhao Yingming with concern: "How is Brother Zhao, his health is not better!"

Zhao Yingming looked at Lin Ruofeng and the others, his expression was sad, and he muttered to himself: "How is it, how is it, what else can I do?"

The feeling of uneasiness in the hearts of Lin Ruofeng and the others was even stronger, could it?

Lin Ruofeng took a deep breath, "Brother Zhao, I believe that there is definitely a way to heal your injuries, don't be discouraged." ”

Zhao Yingming shook his head miserably, "It's useless, grandpa can't help it, there is no one in this world who can save me." ”

Night Rain Fairy's tears couldn't help but flow from the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't help but stretch out Rouyi to cover her mouth, "Senior Brother Zhao, where are you injured, why is there no way for Grandpa Sword God!

Zhao Yingming slowly turned his head to the Night Rain Fairy, "Die, how could I die, I might as well die!" said the best Zhao Yingming's voice couldn't help but be a little sad, full of unwillingness, and, despair!

Zhao Yingming put his hands into his hair, desperately scratching, he has always paid great attention to his image, but this time he grabbed his hair into a mess.

"I might as well be dead, I'm a waste now, what are I doing alive!"

"Brother Zhao!" Lin Ruofeng was about to reach out and hold down Zhao Yingming, who was already a little out of order, but was grabbed by the excited Zhao Yingming's hands, only to see Zhao Yingming's tears suddenly gushing out, "Do you know! I have been abolished, my martial arts have been abolished, and I will never be able to practice martial arts, I have become a wasted person, do you know!ah-!"

"Martial arts are abolished!" Lin Ruofeng and the others were taken aback, they couldn't believe this fact, Zhao Yingming, a peerless genius, had become a wasted person, how could it be!!

But Zhao Yingming, who had almost fallen into madness, made Lin Ruofeng and others have to believe this fact, no wonder Zhao Yingming was so excited, from a promising young generation of the first master, the future of the world's first master, to a waste person without any martial arts, Lin Ruofeng and the others looked at each other, if they were themselves, they would not be able to accept it.

Martial arts is the life of a person who practices martial arts, and without martial arts, it is indeed more difficult for a person to accept martial arts than to lose his life, just like a billionaire who has become a destitute and destitute egg overnight, how can he bear this blow!

Lin Ruofeng sighed and patted Zhao Yingming's shoulder, "Brother Zhao, I understand your feelings, cry if you feel uncomfortable!"

Zhao Yingming looked at his hands blankly, letting the tears flow out slowly, but he didn't cry even a little sound, Lin Ruofeng and the others saw it in their eyes, and their hearts were very uncomfortable.

After a long time, after Zhao Yingming calmed down a little, Lin Ruofeng asked his doubts, it turned out that when Zhao Yingming used swordsmanship to sneak attack Nie Zuojin, he made Nie Zuojin angry and ashamed, and slapped Zhao Yingming's abdomen with ten percent of his strength, but what was good was that this palm slapped on Zhao Yingming's dantian, instantly defeating his dantian and abolishing Zhao Yingming's cultivation for more than 20 years.