Because Tang Ling and Yun'er settled in the town, under the instruction of the ancestor Cheng Jin, the sea of blood would send some materials and medicinal materials to their husband and wife every once in a while. Not only that, in order to show respect for the King of Wind and Cloud, whenever any decision or change is made in the sea of blood, Cheng Youlu will always personally repair a book, and report to Tang Ling in the tone of a junior, and the words in the letter are even more cautious, and the cautious taste between the words only makes Tang Ling doubt whether the current Lord of the Blood Sea is really the direct descendant of the dead fat man Cheng Biting Jin.

Now, Zhao Zhuheng, who had met by chance in Qingxi Village and only learned Tang Ling's identity after a few days of companionship, was holding a letter in both hands and half-kneeling in front of Tang Ling.

"Brother Zhu Heng, the affairs in the sea of blood are not what I should ask, Cheng Haizhu's move is indeed a bit ......" After thinking about it for a long time, Tang Ling still couldn't find the right words to describe his mood at the moment.

Zhao Zhuheng's tone was still extremely respectful: "After the Lord of the Ice Heart Hall returned with the message of the Fengyun King that day, the true body of the Ancestor also descended in front of the Sea Lord, and I waited for the good students to pay attention to the dynamics of the world, and if there was any change, report it immediately." We are also acting on orders, and please don't be surprised by the King of Storm. ”

Zhao Zhuheng said "Ancestor" in his mouth, except for Cheng Biting Jin, who was inspecting the reincarnation path, he didn't think about it anymore. After Tang Ling heard this, he couldn't help crying and laughing because of a fat man's excessive actions: "This dead fat man, back then, he swore that the sea of blood was co-mastered by his Cheng family and me, but I didn't expect that after so many years, he would still be so true about this sentence." ”

Although he complained, Tang Ling didn't want Zhao Zhuheng to kneel in front of him, and after taking the letter, he helped him up, and then asked: "Brother Zhuheng, I haven't seen you for a long time, your skills have improved again, I don't know if the study of the Breaking Waves Palm has been smooth?"

As a disciple of the Wild Waves Hall, Zhao Zhuheng once received a wave breaking palm from Tang Ling, and defeated hundreds of underworld elites in Luoyang, and he was in the limelight for a while. Now that Tang Ling brought up the old matter again, he couldn't help but smile: "King Xie Fengyun cares, Zhu Heng later won the favor of Elder Changhe, and then learned two types of wave-breaking palms, and now he has a small success." ”

"That's good, although Changhe has a stubborn personality, his obsession with martial arts and talent are unparalleled in the world. With his teachings, I believe you will be able to achieve something in the future. Tang Ling was obviously very satisfied with Zhao Zhuheng's current situation, "The time is just right, you can deal with lunch here, I will repair a book later, and you will transfer it to Changhe on my behalf." ”

Tang Ling said to stay, and Zhao Zhuheng and the others naturally did not dare to refuse. But the Tang Dynasty has just experienced the war, and the sea of blood and the underworld, Qixia Fort and most of the officials in the DPRK and China have a bad relationship, so they have to send troops to help the border, and now it is an eventful autumn, when employing people, after dinner, Zhao Zhuheng will go back to restore his life, and Tang Lingyun'er did not force them to stay, so they let them leave.

It's night.

Zhao Zhuheng sent the materials to Tang Lingyun'er, a little rich, and after transferring most of them to the townspeople, Tang Ling returned home and carefully read Cheng Youlu's letters. Although he didn't take Cheng Yanjin's jokes to heart, Wang Yueyao said that there would be great chaos in the future, and even the Creation Sage would not be spared, so he had to understand a little bit of the general trend of the world first.

Yun'er was pregnant, so it was inconvenient to move too much, but seeing that Tang Ling was so focused, she had already made a pot of fragrant tea and put it next to him.

"Grandma, it's not early, you can rest first. ”

Sniffing the fragrance of tea in the cup, Tang Ling explained to Yun'er, but it attracted a dissatisfied response from the other party: "Hmph, you only care about the letters of the juniors, how can I sleep?"

Tang Ling was suddenly covered in cold sweat: "Eh, what do you mean by this?"

There was a little mischievous smile on her pretty face, and her aunt approached Tang Ling's side and sat down: "My story is finished, if those children are coming tomorrow...... What should I do?"

Clearly feeling a clear twitch between the corners of his eyebrows, Tang Ling put down the teacup: "So?"

"I, no, whatever! Give me a story that can deal with them! Or tomorrow I will be a listener, and let you tell the children about it!"

Yun'er crossed her waist and pouted, like a scoundrel.

These days, the children in the town have to come almost every day to listen to Yun'er's story, but although this "beautiful sister" knows a lot of anecdotes and interprets them vividly, it is ultimately thanks to the "fairy uncle" who is silent and smiling on the side. Now that the story in Yun'er's womb is over, she naturally needs to ask Tang Ling for help with coercive words.

A wry smile appeared on his thin face, and Tang Ling put down the letter: "Okay, well, when I think about it, there are still some past troubles that have not been poached by you." ”

"Hurry, hurry!"

Tang Ling had already loosened her mouth, and Yun'er naturally did not bother to continue to pose the majesty of her aunt and grandmother, and with her eyebrows and smiles, she had already brought a few plates of dim sum, ready to act as an audience.

But at this moment, the bitter smile on Tang Ling's face had already disappeared, and it was replaced by displeasure and boredom: "Are they again? Is this the so-called 'good scar and forget the pain'?"

Yun'er was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"It's just a group of stunned young people who don't want to suffer. Tang Ling stood up, "Grandma wait a minute, I'll go back." ”

At the same time, there was a mountain post station about fifty miles away from Tang Lingyun'er's residence.

Zhao Zhuheng and several of his subordinates are besieged by nearly 100 elite soldiers in the underworld.

Since the Sea of Blood broke with the Netherworld and Qixia Castle, the two sides have clashed from time to time. The sea of blood belongs, and its combat power has always been far superior to that of the other party, and the successive battles are full of wins and losses, even if they occasionally fall into a disadvantage, they can make the underworld surface and retreat after a great price. But this round of confrontation is the other half of the situation.

"The second person in the Wild Wave Hall, Zhao Zhuheng, but that's it. ”

Although the sarcastic person is on the side of the underworld, the people in the sea of blood have never heard of his origin. But his strength was far beyond everyone's expectations, and he hit Zhao Zhuheng seriously with a light move.

If it were a normal day, what would the Blood Sea have to fear when facing an opponent ten times its size? But now that the enemies who are encircled and suppressed, in terms of skill and cultivation, they are obviously enough to be proud of the mortal martial artists, even against Shang Qin Poyan and Huang Kaiming, I am afraid that they will have the power to fight. Zhao Zhuheng and the others have not been captured so far, not so much to resist stubbornly, but rather to say that the other party intends to play with them in the palm of their hands, hurting but not killing, just to pass the time.

Zhao Zhuheng was seriously injured, and when he heard the other party's ridicule, although he was angry and annoyed in his heart, he was helpless, and he exhausted all his strength, but he could only ask weakly: "Who is Your Excellency? Why do you want to help the underworld?"

The other party still sneered jokingly: "I'm just a nobody now, but from today on, your fiasco should be able to put me in a high position in the underworld." ”

When the words settled, he seemed to sense a threat After all, he immediately raised his hand and ordered: "Yu Qing is over, let's start the killing ring." ”

Originally, when the subordinates of the underworld who besieged Zhao Zhuheng and others and teased them many times heard this, they silently launched their killing intent and rushed straight to the defeated generals in front of them.

At this moment, several palms like huge waves surged from the edge of the sky!

It was like an evaluation set off by the strength of the palm, and it also sounded.

"Detect a change, make a decision immediately, it's good!"