Because of his injuries, Ling Hu Chong didn't bother to go to the cliff to drink.

Ling Hu Chong and Qinglong sat on the ground, slapped the sealing mud of the wine jar and drank loudly.

Those who watched the battle before had not dispersed, and of course they recognized Ling Hu Chong as the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect. Seeing that Ling Hu Chong cut off Lin Pingzhi's left arm in a desperate way of fighting, he frightened Lin Pingzhi back, and Ling Hu Chong drank spirits regardless of his injuries, such a heroic act made the people around him infected, so they all bought wine and food in the inn, and also ate and drank on the ground next to them.

Someone lit a few pairs of bonfires, and on a summer night, it seemed a little lively.

"My revenge is also avenged, and when it is dawn, I will go halfway up the mountain to retrieve the weapon box buried in the ground, and then return. Qinglong Road.

"This is not appropriate, not only did you not get the "Sword Book of Evil Wars", but also let the subordinates who came with you this time die. This is simply a fiasco, and even if you don't lose your life when you go back, you will be condemned and miserable. ”

Linghu said: "It's better to wander the rivers and lakes, unrestrained." ”

Qinglong was silent, drank most of the jar of wine, and then said: "Over the years, the training I have received is not what you can imagine, and even I have become a tool for killing. My biological brother and I were locked up in a cell with a dagger on the ground, and only one of us came out alive. ”

"You survived, it was your brother who gave you the chance to live. Linghu Chong took a sip of wine and said.

"No, my brothers were crazy at the time, and they were desperate to kill each other. Then, somehow, I killed my brother, and stared at his unwilling and painful eyes, and I finally came to my senses. ”

Qinglong said with a crying voice: "Later, I felt that I had become a ruthless person, a walking corpse, and only knew how to carry out the orders of the Holy Lord and kill every mission target. ”

Ling Hu Chong had already drunk the jar of wine, threw the jar, and asked the shopkeeper to bring two jars over.

Then, Linghu Chong patted Qinglong's shoulder and said, "You have to think so, if the person who survived is your brother, then he will be tortured like you." It is better to die at that time and know nothing, so it is more necessary to endure pain and suffering. If you want to make up for your brother, you should live a good life for him, and live his share enough!

"But now that I have no right arm, and the mission has completely failed, can you make this kind of life more exciting?"

"Of course, a smart person like you should never lose your sense of self. In this way, in the future, you don't want to be called Qinglong, change your name, and from now on you will be in the rivers and lakes. Linghu said.

"I still think the name Qinglong is very domineering, and it is very good for my spleen and stomach. Qinglong Road.

The two looked at each other and smiled, touched the wine jar, and then after eating some braised beef, they both picked up the wine jar and drank the liquor as if they were drinking cold water.

At this moment, Ling Hu Chong not only felt the scorching wine syrup churning in his abdomen, but also the many swords on his body were also stained with wine, which was quite painful.

"It's good that wine can disinfect my wounds, so why not?" said Linghu Chongxin.

Such a unique feeling made Ling Hu Chong feel the atmosphere of a hero. Although it is an alcoholic spirit, it is better to drink it with a good brother than any elixir!

More than an hour later, the night deepened, and the clear light of the moon sprinkled all over the mountains, and everything seemed to be covered with a silver veil.

Suddenly, from the depths of the forest, there was a distant sound of the flute, just like a woman crying in a lonely boat, like a complaint, like a cry.

"In the middle of the night, it's not like you're playing the flute, so it's better to go and see it. Qinglong Road.

Ling Hu Chong remembered the song "Smiling Proud Jianghu" played by Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng with the piano and flute, so he also wanted to visit this predecessor who played the flute.

After all, it is a gentleman, and it is much better to go to see him than to meet the cruel and murderous people.

At this moment, Qinglong and Linghu Chong were already drunk, almost drunk, and they were very interested in exploring new things.

So, they helped each other and staggered towards the source of the flute.

Most of the other martial arts people were already drunk, and some were still drinking, even if the sound of the flute was ten times more beautiful, they didn't have the leisure to appreciate it.

After walking for a while, there were lanterns in the bamboo forest ahead.

Linghu Chong was drunk and hazy, and he couldn't see it really, so he walked in a trance with Qinglong.

I took a closer look, but I saw that under the cover of the lantern and the moonlight, between the sparse bamboos, there was a woman in black, with a black gauze hat, who was playing the flute.

"It's a familiar figure, I seem to have seen it before. Linghu Chongxin said.

At this time, the woman took off the black gauze hat, and her waterfall-like hair spread out, which made Hu Chong stunned for a moment, and muttered, "Yingying, why did you come here?"

"I can go anywhere I want, and no one can control it. I'd love to know, where is that Oriental girl of yours now?" Ren Yingying sneered.

Ling Hu Chong's heart froze, he always felt that Ren Yingying was empathetic and quite gentle, but now she has changed back to the cold witch she looked like when they first met.

"You seem to be jealous, to be honest, I haven't seen the Oriental girl since I left Blackwood Cliff, and you lost your temper with me for no reason, that's not right. Linghu said.

"Hmph, I don't believe you. I shouldn't have believed you in the first place. You never mentioned to me that you once knew Dongfang Undefeated, and you refused to help me and my father in Blackwood Cliff, but stood on Dongfang's undefeated side, are you a fool to me?"

Ren Yingying's gaze became more and more cold, this is indeed from love to hate, she took out the short sword in the flute, and said coldly: "Today I want you, a negative man, to wash away your mistakes with blood." ”

Ling Hu Chong spread his hands to express his helplessness, only to realize that reasoning with an angry woman was completely ineffective.

Because any explanation, to the other party's ears, is a deliberate cover-up.

If it was just Ren Yingying, Ling Hu Chong would not be too high to understand her martial arts, even if Ling Hu Chong was drunk, he could deal with it, but Ling Hu Chong thought of an important thing.

"Did you save Lin Pingzhi before?" Ling Hu Chong asked with a frown.

"You're not too stupid, now you figured it out. Ren Yingying said.

Linghu Chong said to Qinglong: "Without further ado, let's flee separately, I think in addition to Ren Yingying and Lin Pingzhi, there are ambushes around!"

"No, they are almost coming for you, Brother Linghu, how can I flee separately and let you be in danger alone? Let's join forces to fight, I don't think these young people can help us. Qinglong Road.

Suddenly, many arrows were sent out from the surrounding bamboo forest.

Ren Yingying had already retreated, and Ling Hu Chong and Qinglong hurriedly waved their weapons to resist these many arrows, and ropes were thrown on the ground, which was very difficult.

With Ren Yingying's shout, more than a hundred black-clothed people jumped out of the bamboo forest. Among them, there are two familiar people, Xiang Wentian and Lin Pingzhi.

"Brother Xiang, we are sworn brothers, are you going to have trouble with me today?" Ling Hu Chong shouted as he dodged the ropes and arrows.

"Brother Linghu, you have to understand that people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Even if we are friends for eight worships, but the Sect Master orders me to do this, I can't do anything about it. You know, my devotion to the Master is unwavering. "Ask the heavens.

Ling Hu Chong felt very depressed, he never thought that brotherhood would sometimes be so fragile, it seemed that he couldn't worship others casually.

Because he was a little drunk, and Linghu Chong was already injured, when the arrows were finished, Linghu Chong was hit by three arrows, and Qinglong was hit by five arrows.

"Kill me!" Xiang Wentian shouted, gave an order, and first picked up a Xueliang chopping saber and slashed at Linghu Chong.

Ling Hu Chong immediately used the Dugu Nine Sword to resist, but now he was not in a state, his steps staggered, and the power of the swordsmanship was greatly reduced.

In an instant, there was already an ambush on all sides, and even in the fallen leaves underground, there were people in black in ambush, who used sharp blades to cut off the feet of Ling Hu Chong from time to time, and from time to time there were monks pulling ropes over to raid. They no longer fire arrows, fearing that they will injure their own people by mistake.

Ling Hu Chong had no choice but to perform the thirteen styles of Hengshan clouds and mist, relying on the ethereal uncertainty of his tricks and body skills to maneuver, but this was an expedient measure after all. Linghu Chong hurriedly ran the internal strength of the Yijin Sutra, only hoping to clear the alcohol as soon as possible and regain his prestige.

Seeing that Xiang Wen Tian made it difficult for Hu Chong to defeat, he turned to attack Qinglong.

At this time, Qinglong's injuries were even more serious, covered in blood, and he was already sober for most of his drinking.

"Ahh He suddenly pounced, not dodging the knife that slashed at Wentian, the scimitar slashed at Qinglong's shoulder, and when he fell into two inches, the steel knife in Qinglong's right hand had already slashed at Xiang Wentian's neck.

At this moment, the green dragon was like an angry lion, he would never allow himself to be decadent any longer, pounced, pressed Xiang Wentian to the ground with his knees, and slashed the steel knife in his right hand, and Xiang Wentian's head was actually cut off.

is worthy of being the leader of the Jinyi Guard, Qinglong, his martial arts have no fancy tricks, and some are just ferocious and murderous.

In the face of such martial arts, and Qinglong in such a crazy state, even if Xiang Wentian's martial arts are very high, he has no chance to show it.

"Brother Linghu, I'm going to live my wonderful life now!, you have to live well, and live enough of what I didn't live!" Qinglong roared hoarsely.

Then, Qinglong frantically slashed the black-clothed people around him, and his own body would fall at any moment.

Seeing that Xiang Wentian was killed, the people of the Sun Moon God Sect not only did not disperse, but instead went to besiege Qinglong, perhaps they thought that if they had no merit in this operation, they would definitely be tortured to death when they returned. Therefore, they tried their best to kill the murderer who killed Xiang Wentian, and they could go back and have an explanation.

It was difficult for Linghu Chong to go over to help, but he didn't want to leave alone.

At this time, Lin Pingzhi, who bandaged the wound on his left arm, and Ren Yingying both came to attack Ling Hu Chong.