"So, are you stubborn on refusing to pass on the mantle to me?" Hou Mubai's eyes were red, like a beast that could choose someone to devour at any time.

In his heart, he couldn't wait to cut the "Lin Xuanqing" with a thousand knives. If it weren't for the "abrupt" appearance of this person and becoming Lin Dongfang's disciple, maybe his plan could really succeed. No, it can't be said to be a failure now, it's just that it's not as smooth as I thought it would be.

He suddenly found that he was very jealous of that guy named Lin Xuanqing. Although the two have never met, why can the other party be favored by Lin Dongfang?

"You better go!" Lin Dongfang said softly.

So saying, he took the child by the hand and turned and walked towards the thatched hut.

"Old horseman, toast and don't eat and drink. Come, grab the kid in his hand and throw him to death! I don't believe it, I can't force him to obey. ”

Hou Mubai pointed with his big hand, pointed at the child in Lin Dongfang's hand, and shouted.

His eyes were so vicious, almost at the first glance, he could see that this child must have an extraordinary relationship with Lin Dongfang. As long as he grasps his death hole, he is afraid that he will not change his mind? Of course, he cannot personally take action in this matter, and he must let his subordinates do it, otherwise once the two sides really tear their faces, there will be no room for turning around.

In the northeast corner of the courtyard, a soap-clothed man with the eighth layer of cloud qi suddenly rose from the ground, his arms spread out in the air, like a big bird, and pounced towards Lin Dongfang and the child. Before the person arrived, a terrifying momentum had already shrouded a radius of five or six zhang, making people suddenly feel suffocated.

Lin Dongfang grabbed the child's little arm tightly, wanting to protect him behind him, but the speed of this soap-clothed man was too fast, even if he was already ready, he was still a step too late. "Bang" The child was grabbed by the big hand of the soap-clothed man like an eagle's claw, and he was forced to pull it into the air.

"Huzi ......" Lin Dongfang exclaimed, wanting to catch it, but he only had time to grab one of his shoes.

"Die!"

The soap-clad man was fierce, and just as he was about to throw the child down, his arms suddenly tightened, as if he were entangled in something like a snake.

His heart was shocked, and he glanced at it hurriedly, but he saw that there was an extra black rope on his arm, wrapped around and around. That's not all, and then suddenly there was a stabbing pain in the shoulder, as if it had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and the whole arm quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, the blood in the arm was sucked out, and the originally ruddy arm turned into skin and bones, which looked extremely terrifying.

Looking down in the direction where the rope had been entangled, he saw a young man in a blue shirt in front of him, looking at him coldly.

"Poof!"

I saw that the young man's wrist shook and pulled the rope, and the soap-clothed man screamed miserably, and the hand holding the child was broken shoulder to shoulder.

Strangely, there was not a drop of blood left at the fracture.

About half of the blood in his body has been sucked up by the black rope, there is no blood to flow, and the whole person is already in a dying state. Look at the weird rope again, in the black, with a touch of demonic red, it has become vivid.

This rope is naturally a medium spiritual weapon black silk rope, and the blue-shirted man holding this rope is Lin Xuanqing.

Although he still doesn't know what kind of intimate relationship this child has with Lin Dongfang. But since he is the person his master wants to protect, he must not watch him have something. Therefore, he forcibly rescued the child from under his hands before the soapy man killed him, and pulled him to the ground slowly.

"Who are you?" Hou Mubai's face changed slightly, and his eyes looked at Lin Xuanqing gloomily.

He instantly saw through Lin Xuanqing's cultivation - the seventh layer of the Cloud Qi Jue. But it is such a low cultivation that can actually kill his subordinates, although the other party is suspected of sneak attack, and he also relies on the benefits of the spiritual weapon in his hand, but he still has to be cautious, and he can kill the enemy beyond the ranks, usually people with some background.

"I am Lin Xuanqing. Lin Xuanqing protected the child, and looked at Hou Mubai without the slightest fear.

Lin Xuanqing?

When these three words came out, Lin Dongfang suddenly seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, and his eyes flashed with a bright light, as if this name was a powerful elixir, which made him rejuvenate an old man who was about to die.

But Hou Mubai's reaction was very different, he only felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been stabbed with an awl, and his heart was dripping blood. Not long ago, it was this name that destroyed all the illusions in his heart and made him have to go against Lin Dongfang.

"You're the disciple of the old horseman?ahaha, what kind of powerful person am I, it turns out that I'm just a low-level cultivator of the seventh layer of the Cloud Qi Technique. Even if you can kill the enemy by leaping over the level, what can you do? If you can cross the first order, can you still cross the second or third order? If I were you, I would hide with my tail between my legs, and no matter how I put it, my own life is important, instead of rushing out rashly to die like now! Don't you still understand the truth of 'leaving the green mountains here, not afraid of no firewood'?" Hou Mubai quickly calmed down after the initial panic, and his heart was full of joy.

I have to say that this son gave him a surprise.

Originally, he also thought that if he could kill this son and cut off Lin Dongfang's only thought, he would be able to make him change his mind again. But he was suffering from the fact that this son was in the Ancient Sword Gate, and he couldn't reach the whip and gave up! Unexpectedly, he actually took the initiative to appear, and in this way, it was equivalent to fulfilling himself.

It seems that God treats himself well!

"Everyone understands the truth, but in some cases, the necessary risks should be taken or taken, otherwise, I am afraid that I will regret it for the rest of my life!"

Lin Xuanqing led the child step by step to Lin Dongfang's side, handed him over to Lin Dongfang's hand, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, and said with a sour nose: "Master, the disciple is late!"

"Good boy!" Lin Dongfang trembled his hands, stroked Lin Xuanqing's face, and his voice trembled violently, "Good boy, you have really grown up, and you have grown taller." Yes, yes, there are disciples like this, which is enough to comfort his life. You're not late, it's just right, hehe!"

In Lin Dongfang's words, there was both the surprise of seeing his beloved disciple for the first time, and a little relief. This may be his happiest moment in ten years!

Seeing his master and apprentice like this, Hou Mubai went crazy with jealousy, and shouted again: "Yue Lingxi, you go and kill this person." I want to see if the only disciple of this old man dies, who will inherit his mantle? Hmph, it will eventually fall to Hou's head. ”

That Hou Lingxi was a soap-clothed man who was in charge of guarding the south side of the courtyard, but this person looked a little more burly, and the skin on his body was almost bronze, and he was actually a very rare Yunqi Technique ninth-layer body cultivator. You must know that although physical cultivation is easier to advance than spiritual cultivation, almost every breakthrough requires the body to be quenched by medicinal liquid. And those liquids are so expensive that they can't be supported without enough financial resources.

This Yue Lingxi is the family death soldier that the Hou family has spent countless amounts of money to cultivate, and he has absolute loyalty, even if he is allowed to die, he will never frown. If it weren't for the importance of this time, I'm afraid Hou Mubai would be reluctant to take this person out on an adventure.

"Qing'er, be careful, you are not his opponent, stand down for the time being. Lin Dongfang's face changed, a touch of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and his right hand had quietly touched something in his arms.

"Master, I want to try. Even if he is not his opponent, it should be okay to protect himself!" Lin Xuanqing broke free of Lin Dongfang's hand, gave him a reassuring look, and then slowly walked towards Nayue Lingxi. Since the last time he fought with the powerhouses of the Fang family, he found that his cultivation had progressed a little faster than before. A bold idea appeared in his mind - constantly fighting with the strong might be able to accelerate the improvement of his strength, and it was with this purpose in mind that he decided to meet this Yue Lingxi for a while.

Lin Dongfang was stunned for a moment, and the hand he put in his arms was withdrawn again, and he glanced at Lin Xuanqing's back thoughtfully, but he no longer spoke to dissuade him.

Although he didn't know where Lin Xuanqing's confidence came from, he still chose to believe in his beloved disciple.

On the other side, Lin Shurong was very anxious, and whispered to Qin Mengge: "Sister Qin, you hurry up and help Brother Lin! I know that your cultivation is extremely high, and you will definitely be able to help him." ”

"You don't understand," Qin Mengge glanced at her with a cold face, and said, "If a man wants to achieve something, he must take some risks. And if we always want to protect him under his wings, it will become a constraint on his growth. ”

"This ......" Lin Shurong finally calmed down when she heard this, looked at Qin Mengge, and then at Lin Xuanqing, and suddenly found that it seemed that there was some kind of tacit understanding between the two, and they were able to communicate with each other. And even if he really cares about Lin Xuanqing's safety, he always can't keep up with Lin Xuanqing's rhythm.

This discovery made her feel uncomfortable in her heart.