Chapter 575: Medium Scheme

"If you don't say it, how do you know if it matters?" Ling Lingqi stared at Song Wudao. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Because Qingzhou Lingjiazhuang was removed from the rivers and lakes overnight, none of the 74 people in the village were spared, and only one child escaped with his life, but his whereabouts are still unknown!" Song Wu said, "Do you think it has anything to do with you?"

"What's the name of the owner?" Ling Lingqi asked with difficulty.

"Ling Lingfa. Song Wu replied, looking at Ling Lingqi with a slight surprise, he said it so clearly, Ling Lingqi continued to ask, could it be that the Lingjiazhuang that Ling Lingqi was looking for was Qingzhou Lingjiazhuang?

"What is his relationship with Zhuge Fan Daxia?" Ling Lingqi continued to ask, his eyes staring at Song Wu deadly.

"Jianghu Ranger Zhuge Fan?" Song Wuyi was stunned, sat up slightly straight, and looked at Ling Lingqi with different eyes, "Ling Lingfa and Zhuge Fan are friends of the eight worships, and many people in the rivers and lakes know this!"

Ling Lingqi only felt that his eyes were dark, his whole body trembled, his chest was like a heart-piercing pain, and a palm of his left hand hit the boat board, cracking the boat board several inches thick. At the beginning, Meng Daxia said to himself in the Nangong family that he married Jin Lan with his father, but now it seems that he didn't lie to me, Lingjiazhuang, it's really gone!

Lingjiazhuang, Qingzhou! None of the seventy-four people in the village were spared! Ling Lingqi knelt on the board of the boat with his back bowed, trembling continuously, two lines of tears flowed from his closed eyes, and his left hand grabbed a few pieces of wood that had just been broken by his palm, and he didn't realize that those sharp pieces of wood had been deeply pierced into his palm, and blood flowed.

Song Wu and Xiaoqing stood up from the board, and looked at Ling Lingqi who was crying silently on the ground with scars on his right hand and scars all over his body, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"It's you!" Song Wu muttered, no wonder those people didn't find your body back then, it turned out that you weren't dead. However, who can imagine what kind of life you have lived all these years? Song Wu's eyes were full of compassion when he looked at Ling Lingqi.

"Grandpa!" Xiao Qing tugged at Song Wu's sleeves, his eyes flushed.

Song Wu touched Xiaoqing's head: "With a sincere heart, but it is not tolerated by the world, whose sorrow is this?"

Those boatmen and passengers were attracted by Ling Lingqi's palm just now, and stood in the distance watching with a surprised face, Song Wu waved his hand at those people, and a group of people quickly dispersed.

"Let him be quiet!" Song Wu took the lead in walking towards the bow of the boat, Xiao Qing looked back at Ling Lingqi a few times, bit his lip, and walked towards the bow of the boat without saying a word.

After touching for an hour, Ling Lingqi recovered from his grief and sat quietly on the board, watching the sun in the west and silent, the place on his left hand that was punctured by a piece of wood had been carefully bandaged by Xiaohong.

"Let's put on the clothes first!" Xiao Qing walked behind Ling Lingqi with the clothes that had been washed and dried.

"Thank you!" Ling Lingqi stood up, stretched out his hand to take his clothes, and said with the same expression on his face as usual.

"You...... Are you okay?" Xiao Qing glanced at Ling Ling Qi and asked hesitantly.

Ling Lingqi nodded, and silently put the clothes on herself.

"I'll help you!" Xiao Qing said softly, ready to help Ling Lingqi put on her clothes.

"No!" Ling Lingqi retracted his left hand and ripped his clothes off Xiaoqing's hand, "I can do it myself!"

A hint of anger flashed in Xiao Qing's eyes, but then disappeared, and she quietly watched Ling Lingqi put on the two pieces of clothing with one left hand and button them.

After Ling Lingqi got dressed, he glanced at the bow of the boat and said, "Uncle Song, I have something I want to ask him." ”

"Grandpa is in the cabin, I'll help you call him. Xiaoqing turned and walked towards the cabin.

Just then, a boatman exclaimed, "There's a boat over there!"

Two hundred meters ahead, a small boat was drifting down the river, and the boatmen were frightened by the Gang of Ten Gentlemen, and the boatmen became nervous at the sight of the boat.

Song Wu walked out of the cabin and walked to the bow of the boat to watch, and Ling Lingqi and Xiaoqing also stepped forward.

After a while, the cargo ship gradually caught up with the small boat in front, and now there was no one on the small boat, and after a while, it was not that there was no one on the small boat, but that the owner of the small boat was lying on the board, covered in blood.

Didn't he be killed by the people of the Ten Perfection Gang? Those boatmen who were not the members of the Ten Perfection Gang were all relieved and speculated.

"Lean over and see if there's anything else to be saved!" Song Wu said.

The cargo ship slowed down and slowly approached the boat.

"I'll go over and take a look!" said the middle-aged man from the Sword Rank Hall, who was codenamed 'Qingfeng' in the Sword Rank Hall, and received an urgent order from Song Wu last night, so he rushed to the ferry this morning, disguised as a merchant and mixed on the cargo ship just in case.

"Wait, I'm afraid there will be fraud!" Song Wu stopped, since Ling Lingqi's trace appeared yesterday evening, he began to dispatch people from the Sword Pin Hall to come to help, but due to the urgency of time, Song Wu only had time to contact Qingfeng, who happened to be near Kaifeng.

After the cargo ship and the boat were merged, the owner of Song Wuxian's boat was indeed lying there motionless covered in blood, so he motioned for Qingfeng to go over and take a look, and at the same time did not forget to remind Qingfeng to be careful.

An organization like the Shiquan Gang that exterminated humanity did everything to achieve its goals, so Song Wu couldn't be careless.

Qing Feng jumped lightly from the cargo ship to the small boat, landed on the side of the small boat, and pushed the injured owner with his sword scabbard, but the owner did not move.

Qingfeng took a step forward, stretched out his hand to test the shipowner's snort, and now the snort was still there, so he turned the shipowner over, thinking of saving with his hand, but just as Qingfeng turned the shipowner over, a sleeve arrow shot out of the cuff of the shipowner's right hand and went straight to Qingfeng's chest.

Such a close distance is surprisingly unexpected, and it stands to reason that Qingfeng can't avoid it no matter what. However, Qingfeng was repeatedly reminded by Song Wu in advance, so he kept vigilant in his heart.

Seeing that something was wrong, Qing Feng didn't have to think about it, his left hand poked into his chest, and he was able to grab the arrow that shot from him, but due to the slight deviation of the angle, although Qing Feng grabbed the arrow of the sleeve, he was cut through the palm of his hand by the arrow sleeve arrow.

Thief! Qingfeng's heart sank, and he grabbed the hidden arrow with his left hand and kicked it with his right leg, but when the 'boat owner' shot the hidden arrow, he had already taken advantage of the momentum and fell into the river from the boat with a thud.

"Be careful!" Song Wu let out a loud shout, signaling everyone to step back while covering their ears, while Qing Feng on the small boat flew up, and instead of jumping onto the cargo ship, he threw himself into the river.

Almost in the next breath, there was an earth-shattering tremor, and the entire cargo ship seemed to be lifted up, causing violent vibrations, and the small boat turned into countless fragments, mixed with the river water that rushed several feet high, and fell one after another.

When the gangsters disguised as the owner of the boat tumbled into the river, they pulled out an inconspicuous broken bamboo pipe on the string of the boat, lit a fuse, and detonated a barrel of black powder submerged in the river.