Ling Lingqi's heart moved, and he remembered the thick and slightly hoarse voice on the closing of the jade gate: Step out of the Yumen Pass, look back at Tianshan Road, where the past came from, where today goes, meeting is also fate, why hate after farewell, life is only a hundred years, who can get drunk 36,500 times......

"There is wine today, and I am drunk today, and I am drunk and dreamy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Tomorrow no regrets, wake up tomorrow, thousands of rivers and mountains are up to me!" The goatee poured another glass of wine and drank it all, half-tilting his head and squinting his eyes to himself, as if he was very intoxicated.

Drunken dreams and confidants!

Ling Lingqi took a deep breath, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all, only to feel that the liquor was like fire, like a fire dragon rushing from his throat into his abdomen.

"How?" the goatee stared at Ling Lingqi.

"A drunken dream is a confidant, after all, it is a dream! Thousands of rivers and mountains are at my disposal, it is better to have a dream!" Ling Lingqi said word by word, without a trace of intoxication in his eyes.

The goatee was stunned, staring at Ling Ling for seven long days, and laughed: "Interesting! Interesting!"

Xiaobai and Xiaoqing walked behind the goat's beard at this time, one on each side, and helped the goat's beard rub their shoulders.

"Grandpa, drink slowly, but don't get drunk!" Xiaoqing on the left admonished.

"That's it, grandpa, we can't help you when you're drunk. Xiaobai echoed.

"It's okay! It's okay!" the goatee waved his hand, "It's worth celebrating when you hit this little brother today!"

"Grandpa, it was this boy who rewarded us with a piece of silver just now, otherwise we wouldn't have a place to sleep tonight!" Xiao Bai whispered next to the ear of the goatee, but it was enough for Ling Lingqi next to him to hear it clearly.

The goatee snorted, and looked at Ling Lingqi: "Thank you, little brother, for your kindness, dare to ask your little brother's surname?"

Ling Lingqi shook his head: "It's a matter of effort." ”

"It's a gesture for the little brother, but it's a big deal for our grandfather. The goatee said, "Look at the little brother is not like a local, fortunately, although my Song Wu is just a storyteller, I am quite familiar with this place, if there is anything useful, even if I open my mouth, the old man knows everything!"

Ling Lingqi was silent for a while, then looked up at Song Wu: "Listening to what the old man said just now, you seem to have participated in the martial arts conference?"

Goatee's face changed, he looked around, and said in a low voice: "Don't hide it from you, little brother, I really want to participate, but unfortunately I didn't catch up, and when my grandfather rushed over, something big happened to happen, and the hero conference was abandoned halfway!"

"Oh...... What's wrong?" Ling Lingqi asked with a frown.

"You don't know?" Song Wu looked at Ling Lingqi suspiciously.

Ling Lingqi shook his head.

"That's right, on the second day of the Heroes Conference, a spy reported that the 'left-handed sword' joined forces with the Lihate Palace to murder more than ten monks of Shaolin Temple in Xiping's Hangtou Mountain, including the highly respected Master Huijue!"

"Master Huijue is also dead?" Ling Lingqi's eyes flashed with hatred, and it was fleeting, and the left hand holding the chopsticks tightened imperceptibly.

The twins, who were helping Song Wu rub his shoulders, took in the changes in Ling Lingqi, looked at each other, and did not make a sound.

"No, I heard that Master Huijue's head was cut off with a sword, and the rest of the Shaolin disciples were burned alive, and the death was miserable!" Song Wu lowered his voice and sighed.

"Why do you say that the 'left-handed sword' is the same as the Leaving Hate Palace?" Ling Lingqi stared at Song Wudao.

"Needless to say, all the people are dead, even the innocent people in the Hangtou Mountain have been wiped out one by one, but the figure of the 'left-handed sword' is missing, all this can be imagined! With the means of killing people without blinking an eye from the Hate Palace, if that 'left-handed sword' has nothing to do with the Hate Palace, how can it not be killed?" Song Wu said as a matter of course, "Besides, you don't know anything, that's it." The left-handed sword is the descendant of the Qin Demon Head, and the Leaving Hate Palace is inextricably linked with the Qin Demon Head, so it is obvious that the Left Hand Sword itself is the person who leaves the Hate Palace!"

"Dare to ask what the name of that 'Left Hand Sword' is?" Ling Lingqi poured Song Wu a glass of wine and said.

"Hey, you don't even know this! The 'left-handed sword' surnamed Ling Minglingqi, I heard that this person is good at martial arts, when he was in Gansu, for a daughter outside the circle, he stabbed Master Huiyuan, a Shaolin monk who persuaded him, to death with a sword, and now he has murdered Master Huijue, the four great King Kongs of Shaolin Temple, two of them have been planted in his hands, and now Shaolin Temple has called on all the people to unite with martial arts colleagues, vowing to kill this person under the sword!" Song Wu quietly made a 'chop' gesture with his hand.

Ling Lingqi took a deep breath: "I heard that after the 'Left Hand Sword' killed Master Huiyuan, he lived in the Nangong family for a long time, if he is really a person who has left the Hate Palace, how can he live in the Nangong family after killing someone?

"Hey, don't you know, this is the shrewdness of the 'left-handed sword', the so-called most dangerous place is the safest place, it is precisely because he lives in the Nangong family, so the people of the Huashan faction and the Tianshan faction can't find him for a while, fortunately, people are not as good as the sky, the left-handed sword mechanism is exhausted, but in the end, an eleven or twelve-year-old doll of the Nangong family inadvertently revealed its true face, just as the so-called Skynet is restored, negligent but not lost!" Speaking of this, Song Wu paused, " It's a pity that the left-handed sword is scheming, and he didn't know how to contact the Lihate Palace, and set up an ambush on the way, ...... Master Huijue and others Hey......"

Ling Lingqi's face was as pale as paper, and his left hand was holding the chopsticks tightly, trembling slightly because he was too hard.

"Little brother, you don't have to be too sad, right now, the world's heroes are gathered, and a net has been laid out, as long as the left-handed sword appears, it will definitely be difficult to get rid of it!" Song Wu saw that Ling Lingqi was too excited, and hurriedly comforted.

Ling Lingqi nodded, looked out the window, and unconsciously it was getting late, and smiled at Song Wu slightly: "It's getting late now......

"Do you want to stay in the hotel?" Song Wu guessed Ling Lingqi's thoughts before Ling Lingqi finished speaking, "It's better to go to the 'Yuelai Inn', my grandfather also lives there, convenient and affordable!"

Ling Lingqi thought about it, clicked yes, settled the bill immediately, and stayed with Song Wu and Xiaobai Xiaoqing at the Yuelai Inn not far away, Song Wu's grandson lived in the backyard, and Ling Lingqi lived in the front yard.

It was night, everyone had slept peacefully, two black shadows silently rushed out of the backyard, and after going around in a circle with the waning moon, one of the black shadows carefully sneaked into the third floor of the front yard, which was where Ling Lingqi stayed.

After hiding for nearly ten days, he finally got rid of the pursuit of the Lihate Palace, but in the end, he heard that he had turned from a victim to a murderer, and Ling Lingqi's heart was in chaos. Lying quietly on the bed and thinking about everything that had been born since going down the mountain, Ling Lingqi felt like he was in a dream, a terrible dream, first he was framed, then he killed someone, and fled to the Central Plains in a daze, but he mistakenly put himself in front of the heroes of the world, and when he was escorted back to Shaolin, he thought that it was all over, but after escaping death, he caused a bigger trouble, and now not only can he not tolerate himself from the palace of hatred, but even the righteous martial arts in the world are chasing and killing himself everywhere, is this the current Jianghu? ( To be continued. )