"Don't be nervous, you won't be able to die for the time being!" Ling Hu Chong smiled coldly.

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Since the three people who took the lead have been given seconds by Linghu Chong, the rest of the rabble who cherish their lives have also fled for their lives, of course, according to their opinions, they are temporarily retreating.

The few remaining hot-blooded young men all died under Xiang Wentian's hands, and Xiang Wentian originally wanted to chase those deserters and kill them to death, but under Ying Ying's persuasion, he had to give up this plan.

Ling Hu Chong stepped over the corpses everywhere and slowly walked to Ying Ying and Xiang Wentian.

"Hahahaha, boy, I can't see that your swordsmanship is not bad!" Xiang Wentian patted Ling Hu Chong's shoulder and laughed.

Ying Ying introduced to Xiang Wentian: "Uncle Xiang, his name is Ling Hu Chong, and he is a friend of his niece. ”

"It's called Linghu Chong, let me ask you, why did you let go of that miscellaneous fish from the Songshan faction just now?"

He has always paid attention to Ling Hu Chong's side to Xiang Wentian and Ying Ying, and of course he let go of a cripple of the Songshan faction in the eyes of the two.

Ling Hu Chong smiled: "The reason is very simple, I asked him to bring a letter to Zuo Lengchan, so that his Songshan faction should not be so arrogant, otherwise he will wash his neck and wait!"

This time it was Xiang Wentian's turn to be surprised, what kind of strength Zuo Lengchan was, he was vague and a little impressed, that was a character who could fight with the sect master! This Ling Hu Chong actually understated that he threatened to kill him?! Then this kid was either kicked in the brain by a mule, or he was conceited and strong!

After all, the strength of Zuo Lengchan and these deflated three can be described as worlds apart!

When Ling Hu Chong saw Xiang Wentian's eyes, he knew that he was doubting his strength, and he didn't care at the moment, facts speak louder than words, and Ling Hu Chong didn't want to grind his mouth for this topic.

Next, in the conversation between Ying Ying and Xiang Wentian, Ling Hu Chong learned that he also had the same purpose as the two of them, and he already knew about the matter of letting me go in Meizhuang, so the three of them formed a journey. In this way, Linghu Chong no longer has to deliberately turn the route to Meizhuang!

The three of them found a hotel for a little repair, and drew up a rescue plan to go to Meizhuang, during which Ying Ying carefully bandaged several knife wounds on Xiang Wentian's arm.

The journey was very smooth, but the three of them came to Hangzhou in half a day, and when they came to a manor, Linghu Chong looked up and saw two big black characters - Meizhuang.

Seeing these two words, Ling Hu Chong could already be sure that the destination had arrived.

By the way, in addition to Ling Hu Chong before coming, Ying Ying and Xiang Wentian both put on makeup. Yingying's head was wrapped in gauze, dressed in ordinary linen clothes, and Xiang Wentian simply shaved his beard!

In this way, the people in Meizhuang will not recognize the true identities of the two of them.

"Knock knock!"

Xiang Wentian took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and buckled the door three times, and after a while, a white-haired old man opened the door tremblingly, and after seeing Ling Hu Chong and the three of them carefully looking up and down, his expression did not change.

"I am the uncle of the Songshan Sect's Left Alliance Master. This little brother is the younger brother of the Huashan Sword Sect, and this little girl is his junior sister. ”

Before the old man could ask, Xiang Wentian had already "introduced" several of his own people.

When he heard Xiang Wentian say that he was the junior brother of the breeze, Ling Hu Chong was obviously stunned. In that case, he should have seen some clues when I was performing my swordsmanship!

However, Ling Hu Chong did feel sincere admiration for Xiang Wentian's eyesight, and when he saw himself using the sword, he could judge that he was learning from the wind and clear, but you must know that Lao Yue couldn't see through it at all. Otherwise, Linghu Chong would not have been expelled from the division!

The old man pointed to his ears and then to his mouth, indicating that he was deaf and dumb.

It's been a long time. Xiang Wentian's introduction is purely for nothing!

The old man beckoned to Ling Hu Chong and the others, and motioned to follow him in.

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Seeing three of the four friends of Meizhuang, Xiang Wentian said the "introduction" again, and the three of them nodded with a smile.

The black and white man with the goatee smiled and asked, "I don't know why a few people came to my plum village?"

Xiang Wentian also smiled back and said, "That's the case, this little brother wants to find the four of you to seal the sword technique, if you are unfortunately defeated, these things will belong to you!"

After speaking, Xiang Wentian took out the three things in the baggage, namely a painting, a jar of wine and a chess book.

Seeing these three things, the eyes of the three of them lit up at the same time, and they knew very well that these three things were extraordinary, and the jar of wine was two or three hundred years old!

But I don't know where I got such a big ability to get them.

"I don't know what the three of you think?" asked Xiang Wentianxiao.

The three of them hesitated for a long time, and Hei Baizi asked, "Say, what will happen if the three of us lose?"

Linghu rushed and said: "It's not good, if I win three by luck, we will turn around and leave, but unfortunately you won't get the loot!"

"Okay!" Hei Baizi agreed.

Linghu Chong pulled out his long sword and said, "I don't know which of you came to teach first?"

"To deal with you, it's enough to have my Ding Jian!"

With a sudden roar, a sackcloth figure rushed from the shadows.

Ling Hu Chong didn't care about pointing the tip of the sword to the left, and Ding Jian's figure stopped, because as long as he advanced for half a minute, his throat would be pierced by Ling Hu Chong's sword!

Meizhuang Sanyou's vest unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

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Next, not surprisingly, Ling Hu Chong easily defeated the three of Hei and Baizi, all of whom held a sword against their throats, even the eldest brother Huang Zhonggong who was invited by the Qing Dynasty later.

In order to keep those tempting trophies, the four friends of Meizhuang finally decided to take Linghu Chong to compete with Ren Wuxing after some discussion.

Xiang Wentian and Ying Ying were left in the living room, and before leaving, Xiang Wentian quietly handed a piece of steel wire to Ling Hu Chong's hand, all of which was in Ling Hu Chong's expectations.

With a nervous mood, Ling Hu Chong followed the four of them into the dungeon, and after turning a few corners, they came to a prison, and after opening the prison, there was no situation that Ling Hu Chong expected, there was no one inside!

What's going on? Could it be that I'm already running away?

Everything that followed solved the doubts in Ling Hu Chong's heart, and also made him shocked!

The four of them each took out a key and inserted it into the four holes in the wall of the dungeon, and with the sound of a mechanism turning, the walls of the dungeon slowly parted to both sides, and a light shone so brightly that Hu Chong had to squint his eyes......

Slowly opening his eyes, Ling Hu Chong's heart can be said to have turned up a stormy wave!

Here, there are mountains and rivers, completely sandwiched under a high mountain cliff, and in the center of the lake's pool, a black shadow with a cloak sits cross-legged, giving people the feeling of isolation, but the faint momentum is domineering, but behind the domineering is hidden deep loneliness, as if it has suffered some kind of emotional trauma......

This person should be the father that Yingying is looking for - let me do it!(To be continued......