Ling Hu Chong sat in the corner, chewing the tea slowly, drinking the tea, and said secretly in his heart: "This tea is too bad, it is almost white, and there is no tea taste at all, God knows how many pots of tea are brewed in this bag of tea, and these two junior brothers and little junior sisters are too picky." ”

Ling Hu Chong was pondering, and suddenly, there was a burst of neighing on his horse, a noisy sound came, and a flamboyant and domineering voice came: "I've been driving for so long, I'm really tired, there is a teahouse in front, Renhao, go in and drink tea first." ”

"Yes, senior brother!"

An equally flamboyant voice said respectfully.

This voice seems to be a little familiar?Ling Hu Chong said secretly.

I saw two young men dressed as young knights, with a group of dogs, devils entering the village, breaking into the teahouse, looking at the noisy peddlers and pawns, frowning and saying: "Hurry up and drive these lowly people away, how can the people who make up the table and buy the head sit with me." ”

As a result, a group of low-level people who didn't understand martial arts and could only rely on their art to earn a living were driven away like flies, and even Ling Hu Chong, who pretended to be deep in the crowd, was not spared. made his face turn green, since the success of martial arts, He had enjoyed this kind of treatment, and he almost couldn't help but draw his sword and cut these scumbags.

"Boss, don't you hurry up and bring good tea to the uncle to quench his thirst, if you dare to slack off, believe it or not, I will dismantle your shop." The man in Tsing Yi slammed his saber on the tea table with a bang.

The followers slapped the table and smashed the chair, applauding loudly, and one of the benevolent brothers, with a loud voice, shouted unbearable sycophants, indiscriminately slapped Linghu Chong, who was originally going to teach a few people, was shocked to urine, and his stomach rolled for a while, almost retching the tea he drank in his stomach.

What kind of sacredness is this, it is so strong, Ling Hu Chong raised his head and looked at it carefully, and was suddenly shocked, it was actually an old acquaintance, the disciples of the Qingcheng faction, led by Yu Canghai's only son Yu Renyan, and the one with the loudest voice turned out to be a superb ugly man with a short stature, thief eyebrows, and a cheek on the left side of his face.

This was when Ling Hu Chong beat up the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, he deliberately used the Xuantie heavy sword to pull it in with his backhand, just because this lewd man's mouth was too stinky and his voice was too loud, so Ling Hu Chong took care of him fiercely.

"Fuck, these bitches are more flamboyant than Lao Tzu. ”

Ling Hu Chong was a little speechless, and couldn't help but curse secretly, this group of two goods was actually on the saber, the sleeves and collar were engraved with the word "Qingcheng" everywhere, and each person also hung an iron plaque on his waist, with a big "Ling" engraved on the front, and two "Qingcheng" two elegant characters engraved on the back. Don't these second-class goods know that they should keep a low profile when they do bad things? They came to intercept and kill the Lin family so publicly, as if they were here to do good deeds and accumulate virtues.

"Phew, what kind of tea is this, so bitter, to entertain Uncle Ben with such inferior goods, see that I don't tear down your shop. Yu Renyan took a sip of the tea bowl, and before he could swallow it, he spit on the ground, overturned the tea table with one foot, and shouted angrily at this Lauderno.

"Forget it, senior brother, what kind of good tea can a country man in such a wilderness place entertain, let's hurry up, it's important to get down to business. Seeing that Yu Renyan was about to turn his face and do something, Yu Renhao hurriedly dissuaded. This time I came to have an important task, and I couldn't waste my precious time on these rural villagers, which was not worth it.

Yu Renyan thought about it, what a noble identity he was, and it would be too bad to do it with these rural villagers, so he took a group of Qingcheng disciples to smash the tables and chairs placed outside, and then stepped on the horse and walked away.

This gang of stupid B, they don't have much ability, they act so flamboyantly and domineeringly, there are so many strange masters in the world, and there are many top masters who hate the rivers and lakes and live in seclusion in the wilderness mountain villages, these guys act like this, in case they provoke a world-famous person, I'm afraid zuihou doesn't even know how to die.

"Second Senior Brother, the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect have already arrived, what should we do next. After the Qingcheng disciple left, Yue Lingshan whispered to Lao Denuo.

"The Qingcheng faction is menacing, I'm afraid this matter can't be good, we can't act rashly, settle down and wait for the changes. Seeing that Yue Lingshan was unhappy, Lao Denuo hurriedly persuaded: "The master said that the Qingcheng faction will go all out this time, and the Lin family will definitely be defeated. ”

How vicious Yue Buqun's eyes are, only the closest people around him can understand, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as a god. Since he believed that the Lin family was bound to fail, there was no reason to be spared, and Lau Denuo had a steady temperament, so he naturally would not let Yue Lingshan go on an adventure with him.

In fact, Lao Yue's expectations were not bad at all, back then, Lin Yuantu relied on the seventy-two ways to ward off evil swordsmanship to fight all over the world, and even defeated the heads and masters of all major sects in the rivers and lakes, and even Changqingzi, who was known as the first swordsman in the west of the Three Gorges, was defeated under his hands, which shows his strength.

However, in order to prevent the Lin family from becoming the queen, Lin Yuantu sealed the real sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, leaving only some fancy shelf, and the descendants of the Lin family did not learn the true inheritance, at most he was a second-rate master of the rivers and lakes. However, Yu Canghai is better than the blue, his martial arts have already surpassed his division Changqingzi, and his cultivation is infinitely close to the peak realm of the top masters in the rivers and lakes, and he is known as a generation of martial arts masters. How can Lin Zhennan's two three-legged cats survive Yu Canghai?

The disciples of the Qingcheng faction have arrived, and according to the development of the plot, Lin Zhennan's family will also appear in the next two days, and I have to find out the bottom first. Linghu Chong made a thorough jihua and began to implement it.

When the middle of the night came, the full moon was shining, and Hu Chong's powerful spiritual sense found that an ultra-luxury modified version of the big ship was coming from the sea.

Linghu rushed to step on the sea, as if walking on the ground, lightly, like a leisurely walk, it can be seen why his martial arts cultivation is profound, not long after, he has arrived at the Lin family's ship, gently turned over, and got on the boat cleanly, and there was no wet mark in the shoes and socks.

The sailors in the ship, the helm, the servants perform their duties, shuttling like arrows, well organized, in a luxurious big room, lit with red candles, red light fills the house, the three of them are sitting in a precarious position, with serious expressions, it is Lin Ping's family.

"Dad, mother, I have grown up, I am no longer a child, why are you still not allowed me to read the secret books handed down by my ancestors, what am I not doing enough!" said a young man dressed in exquisite silk and brocade robes, his hands clenched into fists, his handsome face flushed, and he said emotionally.

This person is Lin Pingzhi, the most tragic and pitiful tragic character in the smiling and proud rivers and lakes.