"Senior Brother Niu is really heartbroken for the affairs of Qingyun Sect!"

A figure walked out from a corner next to it, Mo Ling took a closer look, this person was Zijiao, at this moment her face was iron-blue, and she said with a forced smile, obviously not expecting that she would be discovered.

Seeing that it was Zi Xiang, Mo Ling's heart finally relaxed, but at the same time, a wave of anger surged into his heart: "Are you spying on me?"

Zi Xiang hurriedly said: "I don't dare, Senior Brother Niu is the messenger of Dugu Villa, and his status is noble, I am just a small disciple, how dare I be unreasonable to Senior Brother Niu!"

"Then you're looking for me?" Mo Ling said lightly.

"I came to tell Senior Brother Niu that the birthday of the head of the Qin family is coming, and I have already arranged everything you handed over to me!"

"I just got the news that Qin Xun was attacked in the Wild Bamboo Forest!" Mo Ling said slowly as he looked at Zi Xiang.

"What's the result?" Purple immediately became anxious when she heard this.

Mo Ling smiled faintly: "Don't worry, Qin Xun is a high-level martial artist after all, and it is more than enough to deal with those thieves!"

Zijiao's face changed, and he was stunned in place all the time.

"What's wrong?" Mo Ling said deliberately as he looked at Zijiao.

"It's okay!" Zi Xiang's face was cold: "Senior Brother Niu should rest earlier, and retire next!"

After saying that, Zi Xiang walked quickly into the distance.

Looking at the back in the distance, Mo Ling smiled faintly: "You found it yourself!"

......

A small hillside of Qingyun Mountain, there are already more than a dozen people gathered here at this time, and one of them is Zijiao.

"Qin Xun really doesn't make sense!" The purple placket hit a big tree next to it, and the trunk was immediately blasted out of a tree hole.

"Miss, be angry!" the others comforted.

"Hmph, Uncle Zhong's revenge must be avenged!" said with anger on his face.

"Yes!"

"Remember, the people of the Qin family, regardless of men, women, old and young, must be buried with Uncle Zhong!" said angrily to the person in front of him.

"But Miss, if someone pursues and investigates this matter, I'm afraid it won't be good for our family!"

Zi Xiang sneered: "Don't worry, it was the envoy of Dugu Villa who took you there, and everything was naturally instructed by him!"

"My subordinates understand!"

"Qin Xun, I want your whole family to pay for this!" Zi Xiang said angrily.

........................

The next day, when Mo Ling was ready, there were already ten disciples waiting outside.

Mo Ling sneered, Mo Ling had been in the Qingyun Sect for ten years, and almost all the disciples Mo Ling was familiar with, but the ten disciples in front of him did have a fresh face, although they were all dressed in the service of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, but there was a killing intent in their eyes.

"Let's go!" Mo Ling waved his hand and walked towards the Qin family with these ten disciples.

Along the way, there was almost no communication between several people, every time Mo Ling asked a word, those people followed the greetings very politely, if Mo Ling didn't speak, those people remained silent.

Even when it comes to eating, they are very disciplined. Mo Ling didn't need to worry about any trouble along the way, and they could naturally rest assured with Mo Ling.

'It seems that these people have all undergone special training, and they must be the elite of the Yew family!' Mo Ling thought to himself: "It seems that this Purple Shirt Family has really made a bloody investment this time!"

Originally, a few people were walking very fast, but Mo Ling deliberately slowed down, and it wasn't until noon the next day that the group came to the Qin Mansion.

At this time, the Qin family was full of customers, and a burst of wine fragrance drifted in all directions.

"Who are you?" Suddenly, a doorman stopped Mo Ling at the door.

"If you go to report, just say that the disciples of the Qingyun Sect have come to congratulate the Qin family master on his birthday!" Mo Ling said with a smile.

Seeing the family running towards the mansion, a disciple behind Mo Ling immediately became vigilant.

Mo Ling sneered and pretended not to see it.

After a while, a person came out of it, Mo Ling saw it, this person Mo Ling was very familiar with, he was Qin Ming, the eldest young master of the Qin family.

Looking at Qin Ming at this time, he pretended to be calm when he walked, and he still had a handful of beard on his face, if he hadn't pretended to be the messenger of Dugu Villa, I am afraid that he would have died of laughter.

Qin Ming looked at Mo Ling and the others, and his eyes were stunned: "My second brother, isn't Qin Xun with you?"

Seeing the people of Qingyun Sect, Qin Ming first bowed deeply, and then asked respectfully.

Mo Ling arched his hand and said, "Recently, the people of Dugu Mountain Villa are selecting disciples in Qingyun Sect, Senior Brother Qin can't get out, so he specially ordered me to come and send a congratulatory gift!" As he spoke, Mo Ling shook the package in his hand in front of Qin Ming's eyes.

"Line up to greet you?" Qin Ming first shouted inside, and then turned to one side and smiled and motioned for Mo Ling and a few people to enter: "Please go inside!"

After finishing, he personally took Mo Ling and the others into the Qin Mansion.

Mo Ling didn't hesitate, exchanged a few words of greeting, and then walked towards the Qin Mansion with the inclusion in his hand.

The Qin Mansion was full of lights and bustling, but as soon as they heard that it was a disciple of the Qingyun Sect who came, all the guests immediately flashed aside respectfully.

At this time, Qin Gongcheng was sitting in the middle of the crowd, and when he saw that it was someone from Qingyun Sect, his face immediately showed a little smugness.

For a remote area such as Luoyang City, the masters in the Qingyun Sect are like clouds, and being able to climb the relationship of the Qingyun Sect is definitely a matter of glorious lintels.

The Qin family was originally an outsider, and the reason why they were able to gain a foothold in Luoyang City and become the largest family in Luoyang City within a few years, even the city lord Bailihua would be afraid of the Qin family, all of this was nothing more than relying on the relationship of the Qingyun Sect.

As for the people of other families, if they are afraid of the Qin family's forces, they are more afraid of the Qingyun Sect behind Qin Xun, the second son of the Qin family.

And at this moment, Qin Gongcheng, as a local family elder, was congratulated by the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, even the city lord Bailihua may not have such a face.

Qin Gongcheng was holding a six- or seven-year-old girl in his arms at the moment, and as soon as he saw Mo Ling, he immediately stood up from his seat and greeted him: "Welcome, welcome!"

The little girl actually followed Qin Gongcheng's example and gave Mo Ling a fist salute and said in a milky voice: "Welcome, welcome!"

The little girl's move made the people around her laugh.

Mo Ling looked at Qin Gongcheng with a red face at this moment, and immediately showed a smile.

"The disciples of the Lower Qingyun Sect came to congratulate the head of the Qin family on his birthday on the order of the sect master, and sent a congratulatory gift!" Mo Ling stepped forward and bowed his hand and said.

Qin Gongcheng's old face smiled like a flower at this moment: "Sect Master He really has a heart, please thank Sect Master He on behalf of the old man!"

"Thank you, Sect Master He!" said the little girl in Qin Gongcheng's tone.

The crowd laughed again.

"Definitely, definitely!" Mo Ling said politely.

After speaking, Mo Ling looked at the little girl next to him.

"This is the granddaughter of the next, Qin Mao, who is not sensible, please forgive me, little brother!" Although Qin Gongcheng said that Qin Mo was not sensible, he still had a smug look on his face.

"Where, where!" Mo Ling said as he looked at Qin Mo and smiled, and there was an inexplicable good feeling in his heart.

"Little brother, have we met somewhere?"