In fact, just as Lin Langzhao thought, Dongfang's worries were precisely because of his sister, that is, Yilin, a disciple of Hengshan. Lin Langzhao is very curious about what has changed in this world, which has caused Yilin to become Dongfang's sister, but it is relieved to think about it, Yilin in the original book is also a rare beauty in the world.

However, Lin Langzhao has a knot in his heart after all, Yi Lin in the original book is all about Ling Hu Chong, how much power is the power of love Lin Langzhao himself has experienced, so Lin Langzhao is still not sure whether Yi Lin will leave Ling Hu Chong or even draw his sword against him.

However, all this does not interfere with all of Lin Langzhao's plans, and Ling Hu Chong or something, he should feel the feeling that the audience has betrayed his relatives and has nothing, so as not to know how to cherish it as he did back then, for the sake of so-called justice, even the closest people will draw their swords against each other! Lin Langzhao sneered at the distinction between good and evil in Ling Hu Chong's mouth.

As the sun set, the teahouse outside Luoyang City was preparing to close with the sunset, and the shopkeeper was about to load the tables, chairs and benches on the cart and push them away, but he saw two voices and shadows riding horses in the direction of the official road. The shopkeeper said that there were still people in a hurry so late, but he saw that the two people came straight in the direction of the teahouse, one of them was dressed in black and ran for a long time, and his face was tightly covered by a cloak, and he couldn't see the slightest appearance, but judging from his figure, it should be a woman.

As for the other one, the shopkeeper looked at the smiling child quite strangely, dressed in a white brocade robe, embroidered with a silver phoenix on his chest, and carrying two extremely beautiful short swords behind him. What's even more strange is that even if the child in front of him jumped off the horse, he still didn't wear shoes, and the shopkeeper looked a little puzzled, isn't this child afraid of the sand and gravel on the ground? No matter how you look at the fleshy little foot stepping on the stone, it will hurt.

"Little Second Brother, do you know how to get the closest way from here to the Songshan Sect?"

That's right, there is no one else who is dressed like this and asks for directions to Songshan except Lin Langzhao and Dongfang, but in order to avoid some trouble, Dongfang still made some cover-ups, after all, the people participating in the Wuyue Conference are mixed, maybe someone will recognize Dongfang's identity.

"Little brother, if it's so late today, Luoyang City is ahead, you better go to the city to find an inn to rest for the night. The shopkeeper kindly persuaded.

Lin Langzhao shook his head with a smile, reached out and took out a few silver melon seeds from his arms, but his voice was a little cold: "Pick up the guests who come and go, do the business that comes and goes, ask what should be asked, don't ask what shouldn't be asked, little second brother, so that the business will last longer, right?"

Lin Langzhao's tone seemed to be asking, but the shopkeeper knew that this was not an inquiry at all, but advice...... The shopkeeper has opened a teahouse here for so many years, and he can naturally understand the meaning of others when he sees more people, so he suddenly put on an extremely bright smile and took the silver melon seeds from Lin Langzhao's hand, and then smiled as if nothing had happened: " Brother said naturally right, through Luoyang City can naturally go to Songshan, although there is a shortcut, but you need to go back, according to the road you came to walk five miles, there is a roadside inn next to it, there is a small road, if you walk from there in the middle of the night you can go to a small town, as for the next road, brother or in the town to inquire!"

Lin Langzhao carefully recalled the way he came, and there was no deviation from what Xiao Er said, he nodded and fell back on the horse with a light click, and then Xiao Er heard the voice of the woman under the black robe come softly: "Xiao Zhao, your light skills are becoming more and more exquisite, in the world, you think that you are the third in light skills, I am afraid that no one dares to consider yourself second." ”

Lin Langzhao didn't say much, smiled slightly, turned the horse's head and returned to the original way.

"Xiaozhao, Brother Tong's old injuries and stubborn diseases have really been cured by you?"

"That's, I don't look at what the Yunshang Heart Sutra is for!"

"Everything is ready on Blackwood Cliffs?"

"There is an old boy's bitter meat plan, everything is at ease!"

"What an uncute little ......"

“...... Dongfang, do you have anything else to ask?"

"You're going to call me Sister Dongfang!"

"Don't ......"

Dongfang was helpless, for Lin Langzhao to call himself Dongfang, she only thought that Lin Langzhao's child's temper was committed again, so she suddenly changed the topic and said: "Xiaozhao, why are you called Lin Langzhao?"

"My grandfather gave me the name, so I'm called Lin Langzhao. Lin Langzhao replied with a roll of his eyes.

"Lang means tall, I don't know what your name means. Dongfang said after thinking carefully.

Lin Langzhao smiled slightly: "I don't understand either!"

Dongfang didn't ask too much, he was entangled in the name Lin Langzhao alone, but he didn't find the loneliness on Lin Langzhao's face when he turned his head. There is a cloud in the Book of Han: "It is scarce." It is used to describe the vastness and emptiness, and the emptiness is not only heaven and earth, but perhaps also people's hearts.

The road pointed by the shopkeeper was naturally correct, Lin Langzhao and Dongfang chatted and rode horses, but after a stick of incense, they saw the inn they met when they came, and then passed through the path next to them.

The bright moon illuminated the night sky, and the shadow of a small town could already be seen in the distance, Dongfang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried for several days in a row, and finally arrived at Songshan.

On the other side, taking advantage of the moonlight, a bunch of black-clothed people silently walked towards an inn at the foot of Songshan Mountain, and the person who took the lead was naturally Lin Langzhao's acquaintance, not Tong Baixiong.

"Elder Qiyu, all the disciples of the Hengshan Sect are in this inn, should we go in and snatch people out?"

"What about Linghu Chong?" Tong Baixiong asked, "Is there any news of him?"

"Ling Hu Chong is in a tavern not far away at the moment, does Elder Tong want the brothers to capture him first?"

Tong Baixiong shook his head, looked at the sky at the moment, and just said: "Let everyone find a place to eat and rest, and then change their clothes, after the third watch, we will enter the inn to stay!"

"Yes, Elder!"

The man in black received the order to retreat at a very fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one in sight, Tong Baixiong felt that the old wounds in his body were healed easily, and he couldn't help but have a trace of battle intent in his eyes.

"I want to see how powerful the Dugu Nine Swords, which Xiao Gongzi attaches great importance to! As for the sister of the Dongfang Brothers, in order to avoid startling the snake, I can only say that I snatched a hostage to threaten Ling Hu Chong, Lao Tong brought Yilin out tonight, and the rest depends on you, Little Boy!"

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

With the watchman beating the gong and walking through the long street, the black-clothed people around Tong Baixiong finally gathered together again, the third watch was supposed to be when everyone was sleeping, so there was no longer a single figure on the long street, and the tavern had closed, so even if Ling Hu Chong was not yet happy, he had to go back to the inn to rest. The moon is dark and the wind is high, and only the door of the inn still shows candlelight, which is a good time to do it.

Tong Baixiong looked at the Divine Sect members who had changed their clothes next to him, and waved his big hand: "Action!" Then he took the lead and walked into the inn, took out a bag of silver taels from his arms, and slapped it on the counter, startling the shopkeeper who was napping.

"Stay!"

Not far away, a man in a cyan knight's shirt turned around and looked at Tong Baixiong and his party curiously, Tong Baixiong naturally noticed his gaze, and suddenly felt a trace of disdain in his heart.

"I didn't expect that the heir of the dignified Dugu Nine Swords is just a drunkard!" Tong Baixiong's words made the man in Tsing Yi frown suddenly, but Tong Baixiong still didn't look at him, and then said to the Divine Sect disciples behind him: "Catch someone and leave, let Hu Chong hand it over to me!"

Tong Baixiong grinned and turned to look at the shopkeeper, and said with a smile: "These five hundred taels are enough to buy you three stores!"

Ling Hu Chong said badly, lifted the long sword in his hand, and prepared to go upstairs to wake up the disciples of Heng Mountain, but how could Tong Baixiong let him get his wish, blocking Ling Hu Chong's way with one palm, and the disciples of the Divine Sect behind him naturally took advantage of this time to rush up.

"Who are you?"

Tong Baixiong sneered: "Look at the person you don't like!"

Ling Hu Chong's heart was very anxious, and he couldn't help but say: "It's not good, all the junior sisters in Hengshan are on it, and Ying Ying is also mixed in, just now they said that they were here to arrest people, I think it should be Ying Ying's enemy, and they must not be allowed to discover Ying Ying's identity!"

The sword light was dazzling, and Tong Baixiong, who had been healed by Lin Langzhao, was naturally not to be outdone, a pair of fleshy palms with extremely strong internal force actually blocked the sword momentum, but at the same time as blocking Ling Hu Chong's move, Tong Baixiong suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

The sword light flowed, and Ling Hu Chong returned in vain, but there was no loss in his heart, and the move changed into the high palm-breaking style of the Dugu Nine Swords, and he rushed up again, only to see that although Tong Baixiong was not injured, every move and style were under the suppression of Ling Hu Chong.

The sound of breaking into the door came from upstairs, followed by the sound of swords hitting each other, which made Hu Chong's heart more and more anxious, seeing Tong Baixiong slashing with one palm, he actually gave up the long sword and did not use it, and his left hand was accumulated, and he was actually ready to prepare Tong Baixiong to face a palm.

Tong Baixiong secretly said in his heart that Ling Hu Chong was big, but who knew that after a palm, Tong Baixiong only felt that his internal force was like a cow into the sea of mud, but an extremely powerful internal force came from Ling Hu Chong's left hand, and the internal force in his body was uncontrollably surging towards Ling Hu Chong's body.

"Linghu Chong, you actually learned to do what you want!"

Tong Baixiong wailed in his heart, who would have thought that he would accidentally fall to such a point, and closed his eyes at the moment, feeling the loss of internal force in his body.

Ling Hu Chong finally reassured, and was about to withdraw his palm and leave, but the corner of his eye suddenly swept to a sword-wielding man in a black robe in the corner. He just sat quietly, as if the things around him had nothing to do with him, but Ling Hu Chong suddenly saw half of the chopsticks in his hand and shoot towards him!

"Ding!"

Linghu Chong was helpless, so he had to split the chopsticks with a sword, and then had to withdraw his palm. Tong Baixiong opened his eyes and suddenly let out an exclamation: "Shenwei, why are you here!"

Shenwei used chopsticks to force Ling Hu Chong away, so he stopped making a move, pointed upstairs and said: "The Holy Aunt is upstairs, it is impossible to let the safety of the Holy Aunt go unattended, today's action is considered a failure, and it is just a waste of life to entangle it any longer." ”

"But ......"

"No, Linghu Chong's swordsmanship is comparable to mine, even better than me, and when the next person sent by our line to protect the Holy Aunt will arrive, we won't be able to leave if we want to. The little boy guessed the current scene early in the morning, and the rest of the matter can be handed over to the little boy, you go back to the Black Wood Cliff first!"