"What do you mean, do you know what's going on?" The butler stared at the middle-aged man with serious eyes in front of him, his expression froze, and a very hot mood was suppressed in his chest, could he tell the inside story of the massacre back then?

Wu Ling, who had been paying attention to the situation on the side, looked the middle-aged man up and down with his eyes, frowned slightly, and whispered, It's not him, there are stronger people in the crowd, what is he hiding? Wu Ling has been speculating in his heart, but he still can't get an answer, what can be ruled out is that these people are not just here for the abandoned baby, there are more important things that they need to solve. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Ling heard the housekeeper say that his father was killed after the change, so as a former door master, the person who can kill him must be the same martial arts or a strong person who is higher than him.

But to be able to eradicate all the people who have a relationship with the previous sect master, to say that without the help of other forces, relying only on the disciples who have converted to him to operate, it will inevitably use a lot of manpower and financial resources, but how irrational is this, so Wu Ling guessed that there must be a big conspiracy behind this incident, and this conspiracy will also involve himself!

"Haha, the old master of the old family, Xi Ling, was really stubborn, so he ended up in a different place, and he was innocent. ”

The middle-aged man ignored the housekeeper's darkened complexion, and continued unhurriedly, "We don't care about these old things for a long time, what we care more about is that you, who were lucky enough to avoid the massacre that year, are we more interested, do you say - Xi Ling?"

"Xi Ling!"

The butler's figure was stunned, what a name he hadn't heard for a long time, what an unfamiliar name, how long would it take to recall the memories of these two words.

It turned out that the last master of the Junzi Gate was Xi Ling, and his son housekeeper was named Xi Ling, and the housekeeper never mentioned his name from beginning to end, Wu Ling also wanted to ask, but he forgot due to the influence of some things and delayed it again and again, Xi Ling Xi Ling, what a domineering name, but how can he be so shrewd, and even a little tough, and some afraid of death.

With these in his head, Wu Ling gradually sorted out this thin line, and in order to confirm his guess, Wu Ling decided to save the housekeeper Xi Ling, because if Xi Ling died, who would take him to complete this mission.

Seeing the butler's black and yellow face, the middle-aged man finally recognized his identity, this person must be the only person who escaped the massacre that year, seeing this situation, the middle-aged man turned back, knelt down on one knee, and said solemnly, "Young master, this trip is really in vain, this person must be Xi Ling, as long as you give the order, we will definitely take it down for you to ask." ”

I saw the middle-aged man kneeling in front of a slender man in a cloak, his expression was respectful, and he didn't dare to offend.

The man lifted his cloak, a handsome face like morning dew, crystal exposed in front of everyone, Wu Ling saw it, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation of "I'm tired", if it weren't for the middle-aged man calling the young master, with this appearance, it would definitely make people think that it was a woman.

I only heard the young master make a soft tone, and said softly: "Lang Song, don't worry, it's okay to do it again in a hurry, it's tiring to travel and tired." ”

The voice makes people chill, if you say that she looks like a woman, I didn't expect the style to be the same, not to mention anything else, this kind of person is at most a half-disabled person in the eyes of Wu Ling, not even a ladyboy.

The middle-aged man's name is Lang Song, he is the loyal subordinate of the young master, and he must obey the young master's words, as soon as he heard the young master say that he was tired, he immediately got up and scolded Xi Ling, and said: "If you know each other, hurry up and make a spacious and elegant place, if you don't obey, you won't be able to see the moon tonight." ”

Now that his identity was revealed, Xi Ling secretly relented and said to the handle Zhuang who was still holding a kitchen knife behind him: "Hurry up! Big brother can no longer protect you, even so, I don't want you to die because of me, I won't let my father's affairs continue to you!"

The people behind Xi Ling were first half surprised, and then seemed to understand something, and responded in unison, "Butler!"

hesitated for half a minute, but was yelled at by Xi Ling, "Let you go is to give you face, uncle, I don't need you to accompany the funeral, uncle is afraid of dirtying my body, hurry up, how far and how far, the handle is strong, you are the first to roll for me, isn't it shameful enough to hold that knife?"

In the end, Xi Ling almost replaced them with a roar, calling them timid.

Wu Ling on the side had already found out that Xi Ling was pretending, and he knew that Xi Ling was protecting them, but even if he did this, he would definitely ensure that the people of the Junzi Sect would release him safely?

One thing to make clear is that on the day when Wu Ling first made trouble in Junzi Yanmen, there were many more people gathered than now, almost three times the number of people, but Wu Ling had never seen these people again these days, and he guessed that the missing part of the people must be Ning Shi and Si Chang's subordinates.

It's just that with the death of these two people, coupled with Xi Ling's misgiving, he expelled all these irrelevant people from Junzi Yanmen, so now these remaining people should probably be some important people to Xi Ling, I didn't expect Xi Ling, who was afraid of death, to have such thoughts, maybe in a sense, Xi Ling's fear of death is actually another kind of protection.

Only Wu Ling knows that in the rivers and lakes where the weak eat the strong, the strong are respected, and only the strong have the qualifications to protect others, and everything else is nonsense.

As Wu Ling guessed, in the era when the strong are respected, there is no ability, and it is impossible to protect others, only to see Lang Song smile treacherously, repeating the words that the housekeeper Xi Ling had repeated before, "Today, no one wants to leave here!"

When Xi Ling heard this, he was angry, his fists curled up like stones, his breath was heavy, steady as the wind, and he struck hard, towards Lang Song's façade, and stamped it fiercely.

Dahan Lang Song was not in a hurry, only to see his eyes narrowed slightly, his snort was tight, and he exhaled an eye, and a fist faster than Xi Ling hit him heavily.

"Meishan boxing! Drink, die. ”

The heavy fist of the Boulder Gang fell on Xi Ling's chest, but fortunately, Xi Ling withdrew part of his fist power on the way, so as to unload part of Lang Song's boxing power, and then he survived.

But even so, Xi Ling still vomited a few blood clots, and the bright blood stains covered the entire clothes, although he was not dead, he was almost in a half-dead state.

Seeing Xi Ling's appearance, the unbearable crowd behind him wanted to rush forward immediately, even if he went to help him, Xi Ling knew that they would do this, and he would have already drunk Ling Zhuang to suppress them, otherwise one would be a dead existence.

Just when Lang Song wanted to step forward to give the final blow, the disliked young master spoke, saying: "Lang Song, I've said a few times, don't see blood, don't see blood, but you don't listen, it's really annoying." ”

Dahan Lang Song has lived a life of licking knives for a long time, and when he sees blood, he wants to treat the other party to death, but he forgets that Xi Ling still has a very important role for the young master, and he almost ruined the last glimmer of hope for the young master just now, and he really deserves to die.

I saw that the housekeeper immediately knelt down on his knees, and kept asking the young master for his guilt, but the young master was so interested in him that he didn't turn his head, and walked straight to Xi Ling, staring coldly, and said in a commanding tone: "The door cutter, where is it?" To say it or not, the decision is mine, not you, do you understand?"

Xi Ling held on to a bench, uncomfortable and half lying on the ground, sweat mixed with blood, already wet clothes, he smiled slightly, hehe said a few words, "Sure enough, you have not obtained the whereabouts of the door cutting knife, haha, you killed all my father and others, for this door cutting knife, right? Ahem.. Cough. ”

Xi Ling said so excitedly that he strained the wound again and vomited two mouthfuls of blood, all of which looked at everyone's hearts, as uncomfortable as a knife cut, but it couldn't be changed, after all, the difference in strength was too big, and it was difficult to win by numbers.

Wu Ling watched the battle from the sidelines for a long time, and had already sorted out everything in general, and when the young master said the word "door slasher", Wu Ling was even more firm in his guess, that is, everything that happened, whether it was related to Xi Ling, Xi Ling, or those who died, all of this had something to do with a knife, a door slasher!

In other words, all this is related to Wu Ling, this time the task is to seize the door chopping knife of the Junzi Gate, I didn't expect that the Junzi Gate is also looking for the whereabouts of the door cutting knife, according to the current situation analysis, whoever has Xi Ling will have the guide to the door cutting knife, so, Xi Ling can't die!

Wu Ling was about to be born, but Xi Ling suddenly responded to some inexplicable words that others heard, but only Wu Ling knew what they meant.

"Great god, hehe, I'm sorry, I know you're fake, but I believe that you are a decent person, the rivers and lakes need you, and the martial arts can't do without you. ”

"Although the dead ghost father never raised me, but I still have a feeling for him, I can't bear to die under the enemy's knife like this, I am incognito, I disguise myself, I am greedy for life and afraid of death, I ...... That's what I am. ”

"I remember the day I left the dead ghost father, he said, people are drifting in the rivers and lakes, after a long time, you will definitely meet people who will worship and go to the soup for your life, when I first saw you, I already decided that you were the person I was looking for, and when you were strong, I began to pretend to be angry, pretending to want to kill you, and finally borrowed a knife to kill people to get rid of Ning Shi and Si Chang. ”

"Later, the twenty-four broken hands, I was willing to dedicate it, if nothing else, I just want to follow the grand wish that the dead ghost father has followed all his life, that is, to find a suitable candidate for the door slasher, and not let it fall into the wrong hands!

"And down there, Xi Ling! I am willing to fight for you for the rest of your life, horse leather shroud!"