It is said that Yang Hanting heard that Ling Yuzhi went to the Qin Pavilion, and then he followed, Ling Yuzhi was just about to go out, he saw him come back, and after inquiry, he knew that they were going to find Zuo Pingzhi, Yang Hanting thought that there was no reason for him not to go to such a thing, so he went on the road with Ling Yuzhi, and some Qin Pavilion disciples.

Qin Ge has not given up looking for Zuo Pingzhi, a lot of hard work, finally a month ago, they found them on a big road, at that time they were in a hurry, as if they were running away, if a month ago, it was when Ling Yuzhi met them on that mountain, perhaps, they would choose to change places because they were bumped into by Ling Yuzhi.

The people of the Qin Pavilion have been secretly following, and finally determined that they settled in a deep mountain, because there is a village there, and they have a living dependence, and they have no worries about food and clothing.

Not to mention the death of Linxi, even if it is usually impossible to get along with himself, if this relationship between the enemy and me is established, he cannot stay, and he is inseparable.

It was too violent, and the disciples of the Qin Pavilion and the two of them did not enter the village for a while, but first established themselves in a far away place, and it was not too late to make a little plan before killing.

Yang Hanting handed Ling Yuzhi a wild fruit, Ling Yuzhi didn't take it, but walked away, and the other Qin Pavilion disciples were scattered not far away, and there were other disciples near the village to watch.

"Stinky boy, you won't be angry with me, who called Mo Cicada likes me, there is no way to do this. Yang Hanting took the wild fruit and prepared to put it to his mouth, and said seriously.

Ling Yuzhi didn't want to discuss this matter with him anymore, he had been entangled for so long.

"Do you still want to fight? Ling Yuzhi said helplessly, frowning tightly.

Yang Hanting was surprised for a moment, then lowered his head, thoughtfully, no one seemed to be paying attention to the disciples of the Qin Pavilion in the distance, they were all recuperating and preparing to fight.

"Don't you know that the bystanders are clear, the ink cicada is just afraid of you, but you don't see it at all, you misunderstand everything, in my opinion. Yang Hanting watched him walk around.

"The person she is afraid of is you, when did you make people worry, she has no way to take you, I am her senior brother, what is she afraid of. Ling Yu's defense.

Yang Hanting suddenly felt calm, he squinted at Ling Yu's eyes, and wanted to have a seizure, but he held back and quietly ate his wild fruit.

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They stayed there for a day and did not move, so they evacuated and went to a town not far away, where they settled at the town's inn.

To avoid being too vocal, they chartered an inn.

Yang Hanting and a few disciples drank together, but Ling Yuzhi was in the room and did not come out.

The disciple poured wine for Yang Hanting and the others, Yang Hanting raised his head and drank it, and they began to talk about the village, the atmosphere was very serious, Yang Hanting learned that those people were very timid, and hardly left the village, but sometimes they would come out at night and wander around the town.

"It's going crazy now, they are all inhumane, with us, I'm afraid we are not opponents, and one more Ling Yuzhi will not make any difference. Yang Hanting was disappointed.

The others were speechless, all with melancholy faces.

Yang Hanting is their leader this time, everything has to be led by him, they say that Ling Yuzhi is useless, and no one expects him.

And Ling Yuzhi himself, he didn't want to have too much pressure, especially Yang Hanting was here, he didn't want to steal his limelight too much, on the contrary, if Yang Hanting wasn't there, maybe he would play a little role, and now, he could only choose to tolerate Yang Hanting everywhere, so as not to fight with him at a critical moment.

It was boring to think about it, he closed his eyes and wanted to sleep.

Yang Hanting glanced upstairs, and then continued to drink, chatting with them, these disciples were just submissive, and they didn't dare to argue with him, and there was a disciple who poured wine for everyone, and there was a clear distinction between respect and inferiority.

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At night, Ling Yuzhi's drowsiness was still very strong, although he slept for an afternoon, this trek made him feel very tired, and the goal in front of him was too tricky, he had a headache when he thought about it, so he could only sleep in the room, nourish his spirit, maybe adjust it, so that he could adapt to it and exert more strength, he felt that the more he slept, the more energetic he became.

When he woke up, he saw Yang Hanting drinking downstairs, they were talking, and he didn't realize himself, Ling Yuzhi turned his steps, still returned upstairs, he stood in the corridor and looked at the scenery of the town, the ancient atmosphere of the town was very heavy, very simple, and there was some sadness and melancholy in the silence.

It seems that he has realized something, Ling Yuzhi has not felt so peaceful in his heart, this is really not like the eve of the war, but it is a little poetic and beautiful.

Although this town is not big, it has a large-scale atmosphere, the design and layout of each building are very exquisite, and the whole town has a boundless, vigorous feeling, which is the beauty in his eyes, but it is not the so-called Jiangnan, water town, delicate.

It didn't take long for him to return to the house, even if he lay down for a while, think about things, and quiet himself, because it was rare to leave Shushan, Shushan, it was really noisy, he felt that his ears were about to explode, this is a pity to see, let himself come out to take a breath.

He lay there and didn't want to move, looking at the roof of the building, he found that Shushan was really a nightmare in his life, and he sometimes thought innocently, no matter how good he is, you don't have to mess with me every day, you are a pistachio.

At this time, Yang Hanting went upstairs, he went directly into his room, and quickly fell asleep, without noticing that Ling Yuzhi's room was still lit, he thought that he had seen it wrong, he wouldn't sleep so late, he closed his eyes directly.

Three seconds later, he realized something was wrong, but he still rolled over and ignored it.

Ling Yuzhi felt the terrible atmosphere at the moment, and he didn't go to turn off the lights, picked up a piece of money and threw it over, and the candle flame was extinguished by itself.

Someone knocked on the door outside, he thought for a while, and asked who it was, Yang Hanting stood outside the door, and came over to see what he was doing, he never opened the door, the atmosphere was a little strange, Yang Hanting left directly, such a night is always the thing that Ling Yuzhi is most afraid of.

Yang Hanting knocked on the door once, but he didn't pay attention to him, so he went again and looked at the door quietly.

He knew that a person would be like him when he was tired, he had no choice but to go back to his room and fall asleep quickly, regardless of what would happen next door, even if the house was demolished, he didn't want to wake up, until the next morning, a chill hit his body, he knew that it was dawn, he opened his eyes dimly, and saw the town outside the window, and there was smoke rising everywhere.