When Chu Linyuan heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the strong men, thinking about the appearance of being carried, Chu Linyuan's face instantly darkened.

The prince of his own dignified night has actually fallen to such a point, which is ridiculous and generous.

But after thinking about it carefully, what Song Ling said is also the same truth, although the process is very embarrassing, it is also true that he is powerless.

Immediately, Chu Linyuan didn't care anymore, closed his eyes and let those strong men carry him into the carriage.

Song Ling couldn't stop laughing all the way, Chu Linyuan's look of being forced to be helpless, Song Ling couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect that he would be so helpless as cold as Chu Linyuan.

Many diners in the inn saw this scene and also talked about it, although it was not loud, but Chu Linyuan was a martial arts practitioner after all, and his ears were very good.

Chu Linyuan heard the discussion of those people, and his face was even darker, but fortunately, these strong men walked quickly, and after a while, Chu Linyuan was carried into the carriage.

"Thank you for your hard work, this little tea money is collected. Song Ling took out a bit of broken silver and put it in the hands of the strong men and the coachman.

"Coachman, you have a lot of money, you can take this money to the bar, remember to send him to the Night King's Mansion safely. ”

"Yes, don't worry. The coachman put away the money, smiled all over his face, and said busily, his eyes full of awe.

What are the identities of these two people in front of him, the coachman knows it clearly, so he naturally doesn't dare to slack off.

Seeing the carriage drifting away, Song Ling didn't delay much, and turned to walk towards Ping'an Hall.

After all, Song Ling had already felt that the wound on his arm was still a little painful, so he simply went to the Ping'an Hall to treat the wound before returning to the General's Mansion, and he also had to invite Liu Yi to come over when he could save the time.

In one, how can the doctor in the General's Mansion be as good as Ping'an Hall, and most of the medicine in Ping'an Hall is made by Song Ling himself, and the effect is very good.

When he came to Ping'an Hall, Liu Yishou was busy, and today's Ping'an Hall was much busier than before, and there was an endless stream of patients who came to see him.

Song Ling glanced at it, then walked towards the backyard wall, kicked lightly, and went up the wall, then jumped and landed firmly on the ground.

As soon as he landed, Jiuyu stood silently behind Song Ling, sniffing the smell of blood in the air, puzzled and worried: "Junzhu, why are you injured?"

"Do you come to Ping'an Hall without being injured?" Song Ling asked rhetorically.

Jiuyu's face changed slightly, and without saying much, he returned to the roof with a dull face.

Needless to say, Jiuyu was also sulking, and Song Ling couldn't cry or laugh: "Okay, don't make trouble, I want you to help me do something." ”

"What's the matter?".

"Help me steal a copy of Song Zhirou and Wang Yan'er's handwriting, and by the way, follow them during this time to see their whereabouts. Song Ling sneered, a trace of murderous coldness on his face.

Jiuyu looked at Song Ling, didn't say much, nodded and turned to leave.

Looking at the figure of Jiuyu leaving, Song Ling showed a slight smile on his face, Jiuyu has always been a person who is not good at words but does things reliably, very good.

At this moment, in the backyard, there were bursts of whip sounds, as if breaking the air, which made people shock, Song Ling heard this voice, and knew without guessing that it should be Sanniang practicing the long whip.

After all, in Ping'an Hall, only Sanniang is good at using long whips.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Ling entered the backyard, he saw Sanniang practicing alone, and the long whip was like a soul, unpredictable and easy in Sanniang's hands.

I saw that everywhere the long whip went, there was a muffled sound, and the dust around it was instantly brought up, and the sound of breaking through the air and whistling was deafening.

Song Ling couldn't help but marvel at being able to use the long whip so superbly, it really deserved to be the third mother of the divine whip.

"Yo, Junzhu, why are you here?Did you smell the aroma of my food and attract you?" As soon as Sanniang saw Song Ling, she instantly smiled, and the whip in her hand was also put away.

"Okay, Sanniang, your whip is really good. Song Ling clapped his hands and smiled, his eyes showing a little appreciation and admiration.

Divine whip Sanniang, it is because of the good whip in one hand, so the people of the rivers and lakes call the divine whip Sanniang.

When Sanniang heard this, she was full of pride and said: "Of course, I have been practicing for seven or eight years, if I can't do it, wouldn't it be in vain?"

Sanniang said as she threw out the long whip and flew directly towards the wine jug not far away, only to see Sanniang move slightly, the originally straight long whip bent instantly, and directly wound the wine jug.

"How's it going? This long whip technique is okay?" Sanniang proudly shook the wine jug in her hand, took a sip with a smile on her face, and let out a refreshing sound.

After practicing, the most enjoyable thing is to drink a sip of old wine.

Song Ling clapped his hands again and again, full of appreciation: "Okay, good, Sanniang, your long whip is superb, admire and admire, when will you teach me?"

"Hahaha, Junzhu, you're talking too big, it's not supernatural, it's okay to be exquisite. ”

"Besides, isn't your martial arts also very good? Although I haven't played with you, Zhang Guanren will also mention one or two from time to time, how can you need me to teach it?" Sanniang looked at Song Ling with a look of disbelief.

"Besides, since you've chosen to use the longsword as your weapon, it's best to keep using the longsword, and don't think about the rest. ”

"After all, adding a martial arts practice is the most important thing, if you practice too much, it will inevitably be a little messy, of course, if you want, I am also willing to teach you. ”

Sanniang seemed to be afraid that Song Ling had misunderstood something, and explained again and again.

"That's right, I still don't learn, but you can teach Ye Luo, she's a good embryo. Song Ling pondered.

Previously, Ye Luo had always wanted to learn martial arts from him, but he was busy and didn't have time to teach too much, so he just taught some simple basics.

However, even with these foundations, Ye Luo also learned very quickly and solidly, and now when he sees Sanniang's long whip, he thinks of this stubble.

"Ye Luo? She did learn a lot from me. Sanniang was thoughtful, and a pair of eyes rolled slightly.

Immediately, the thief looked around, and after making sure that there was no one, Sanniang approached Song Ling and said cryptically:

"Junzhu, in fact, I don't know if I'm thinking too much, I always feel that this girl Ye Luo seems to have other thoughts about you, and the mode of getting along between the two of you is really not like a young lady and a maid. ”

"What?" Song Ling was instantly confused when he heard this, unlike the young lady and the maid?