Talented Martial Arts System

Ling Jing flirted under the tree for about a quarter of an hour. Suddenly, he frowned slightly and opened his eyes. He could still hear the choking sound of Hengshan disciple from time to time, and he couldn't help sighing softly.

A group of Hengshan disciples just surrounded the body of Master Dingjing as before, and the six god masters, Yihe, who was usually the most fiery and thoughtful, couldn't help but fell silent with red eyes.

"It's not a solution to go on like this." Ling Jing stood up from under the tree, and walked a few steps in front of the disciples of Mount Heng.

If these Hengshan disciples did not reach Fuzhou City, this escort mission would not be completed in a day, so it would be difficult for him to separate himself to deal with other matters.

Now that his two confidantes are still in dire straits, it is naturally impossible for him to spend too much time with the Hengshan faction. [

"Cough!" Ling Jing walked in front of these Hengshan disciples, but they hadn't noticed it yet, and immediately coughed lightly.

Some female disciples finally turned their heads, Yihe, Yiqing, Yizhi, Yizhen and other leading disciples all clasped their hands together and bowed to him, saying: "The poor nun and others were rescued by the hero, with great kindness and great virtue, I thought it was a retribution. Unfortunately, my uncle was in distress, and when he passed away, I entrusted the hero, and I still look forward to everything after that, and I should follow it."

Apparently they had heard Mrs. Dingjing's last words before, but they didn't know whether Yilin recognized Ling Jing after deliberately lowering his voice.

Ling Jing nodded lightly, then glanced at Yilin subtly, seeing that there didn't seem to be any strange expression on her face, and then pondered again.

It is a matter of course to escort this group of Hengshan disciples to Fuzhou City, but do you want to reveal your identity?

What if the disciples of the Hengshan Sect resist once their identities are revealed?

Yihe and the others saw that he just stood there for a long time, but they didn't say a word, they couldn't help but felt uneasy, now that the uncle passed away, they were at a time of helplessness, if this hero left them alone, they didn't know if they would be able to arrive alive Fuzhou city.

Ling Jing pondered for a moment, then came back to his senses, raised his head slightly, and saw pairs of eyes full of hope looking at him, he smiled slightly, knowing that these Hengshan sect disciples might all become frightened birds, if he With his support, no one can make up his mind whether to continue to Fuzhou City.

He nodded and said: "I will escort you all the way to Fuzhou "Xiang'an" to meet your head. But it is not yet dawn, you might as well rest here for a few hours. And"

Ling Jing turned his head slightly, looked past several Hengshan disciples, looked at the body of Master Dingjing on the ground, and said slowly: "And we can't just take Master Dingjing's body on the road like this."

His voice was originally very soft, but since he comprehended "My Artistic Conception", there was a slight sense of oppression unconsciously in his words and deeds.

When the disciples of Hengshan School heard his words, they couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, and then they all showed surprise and surprise, but Yilin was shocked all over, and just stared blankly at the man's side face.

Yihe at the side didn't notice anything, after all, she only had a few words with Ling Jing in Hengshan City, and it has been two or three years since she had no memories in her mind.

Yiqing and the others hurriedly nodded their thanks and said: "Thank you, hero." After hesitating for a moment, he said: "We want to cremate the body of our uncle before taking it back to Mount Heng. I don't know what the hero wants?"

Ling Jing responded, and said: "Well, you can handle these things yourself, don't ask me again." Turning her head, I saw Yilin's eyes were full of tears, and she was looking at herself intently, with a slap-sized delicate face. The little face was full of shock and complexity.

Ling Jing sighed slightly, walked a few steps to Yilin's side, saw her shrinking back, trembling slightly, stopped in her tracks, no longer approaching, just smiled: "Little sister, let's go again We met."

"You are..." Yilin's face was full of disbelief, she was so excited that she couldn't even speak clearly.

"Hush!" Ling Jing stretched out two fingers, and made a silent gesture around his mouth, but saw that Yihe and others looked at him and Yilin curiously.

Immediately said softly: "Little sister, let's go over there and talk for a while." Stretching out his finger, he pointed to the big tree where he rested before. [

Yilin was a little uncomfortable being looked at by all the teachers and sisters, she nodded quickly, and hurriedly moved aside with Ling Jing.

"Senior Sister Yihe, they..." Yizhi looked at the backs of Ling Jing and Yilin, and asked in surprise, "How did Junior Sister Yilin know the hero?"

After Master Dingjing passed away, the disciples of the Hengshan School had already been faintly headed by Yihe, and several of them couldn't help pricking up their ears when they heard Yizhi's questioning.

Yihe frowned, thought for a while, and felt very strange, thinking, little junior sister Yilin has been practicing on the mountain all day long, and has only left the mountain gate twice since she was a child, how could she know this hero again?

She has never been able to remember Ling Jing's voice, and she has never thought of him as the abandoned disciple of the Huashan School.

"I don't know what's going on." Yihe frowned slightly, looking at the two blurred figures under the big tree over there, and said.

"It turns out that Junior Sister Yilin actually knew the hero. Now we can rest assured." All the disciples of Hengshan were slightly relieved. Some people lead them, I really don't know if they can all reach Xiang'an alive.

"Senior Sister, let's cremate Master's body." Qin Juan leaned in the arms of a middle-aged nun, said with red eyes, and never took her eyes off Master Dingjing from the beginning to the end.

Although she felt very sorry for her master, if she allowed his body to be placed here, it would be disrespectful to her old man, so she reminded Yihe.

Yihe turned around, touched Qin Juan's face lightly, sighed, and said, "Junior Sister, don't be too sad. Master has a spirit in the sky, and he probably doesn't want to see you either." So sad."

Seeing that Qin Juan was just biting her lip and weeping in a daze, she couldn't help sighing softly, and called a few junior sisters to move the uncle's body.

Ling Jing and Yilin came under the shade of a tree, Yilin's face was still covered with tears, she looked a little cautious, and said in a low voice: "Junior Brother Lingling, it's you, isn't it?"

She raised her small head slightly, looked at Ling Jing who was covered with a white scarf, and said nunuo.

"I knew it, you would recognize me." Ling Jing smiled slightly, and reached out to remove the white scarf from his face.

At this time, there was a faint light in the sky, and with the help of this faint light, Yilin finally saw the face of the person in front of her clearly, and suddenly her eyes turned red, she bit her lip and began to sob softly.

"Um, why are you crying?" Ling Jing was a little at a loss, quickly rolled up his sleeves and wiped Yilin's face, saying: "Little Senior Sister, don't just cry. I haven't said anything yet? "

Yilin smiled through tears, her face flushed slightly, she lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry."

Seeing that she finally stopped crying, Ling Jing smiled. At that time, the twilight light from the sky fell on Yilin's face, making her already pure and pretty face even more attractive. Ling Jing's heart moved, and he said with a smile: " Oops, it's terrible, the little senior sister was flooded with tears just now, and actually drenched my sleeves completely. It's freezing cold, and I'm wearing this clothes, wouldn't my hands be cold and the soles of my feet be cold. "

Yilin listened to him and believed it, her face was shy and ashamed, she said in a low voice: "Yes, I'm sorry, Junior Brother Ling, I didn't mean it."

"Hey, what a silly girl." Seeing that she actually took his joke seriously, Ling Jing couldn't help sighing, and couldn't help but softly said: "I'm lying to you, why do you take this kind of thing seriously?" .”

"Huh?" Yilin blinked her eyes and raised her head, but she didn't look annoyed at all, as if this simple little nun never knew what anger was, and said, "Oh, so you are lying My, then you won't be able to freeze now."

"Yeah. You're right." Ling Jing smiled wryly, knowing that this girl hadn't had much experience in the world after all, and because she grew up in Hengshan, she didn't understand the world, her mind was too simple, and she was still worried about herself at this time. [

"By the way, little senior sister, I found you in a small room in shop 28 earlier. How did you get brought here?" He still had doubts in his heart, so he informed Dingjing The teacher went to rescue people, and it was not too long before and after I found the traces of the Hengshan faction and others. In a blink of an eye, they disappeared from under my nose, and I searched the whole town without finding any traces .

Yilin sneaked a few glances at him, then slightly lowered her head and said: "We were fascinated and we didn't know what happened to us. Later, those thieves woke us up with medicinal soup, loosened the bindings on our feet, and came from behind the town. The small road came out and dragged us all the way without stopping. Those who walked slowly, these thieves beat with whips. It was still dark. Later, the uncle chased us, and they surrounded the uncle , tell her to surrender..." At this point, her throat choked up, as if thinking of Mrs. Dingjing, she couldn't help crying.Ling Jing thought for a moment, and said: "So there is another path, no wonder you disappeared without a trace in a short while." Seeing Yilin shed tears again, he said a few words of relief, "Little sister, My condolences have changed. The most important thing right now is to send you to Xiang'an to meet Dingxian Shitai and the others, and the ambush this time is not as simple as you imagined, so everything needs to be done carefully."

"Well, Junior Brother Ling, will you go to Fuzhou with us?" Yilin also knew the importance, seeing that Ling Jing said something important, she quickly suppressed the sadness in her heart.

"That's natural." Ling Jing nodded, and said with a smile: "I'm not so relieved to let you go on the road with this group of senior sisters and sisters of the Hengshan School." To be continued. )

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