Emperor Qiankun

"what......"

When the figures of Hua Lao and Wang Xuesong completely disappeared in the sky, Yang Lin suddenly raised his head and let out an angry roar. The sound was like that of a wounded beast, echoing in Jingxue City.

He had never suffered such a great humiliation in his life. Anger and frustration surged wildly in his chest like a raging tide.

For a moment, I felt as if my chest was being pressed down by a huge rock. Breathing became extremely difficult and I almost suffocated!

What happened today is simply a huge stain in Yang Lin’s life, which will be deeply engraved in his mind and he will never forget it!

......

After a moment, Yang Lin took a few deep breaths and tried to calm his excited emotions.

However, the resentment in his heart grew like weeds, and he blamed Li Qingyuan for everything.

In his opinion, if it weren't for Li Qingyuan, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Although the plan has failed and the opportunity has been lost, he does not intend to give up.

He thought to himself that he still had to keep in touch with the Shadow Killing Organization.

After all, this time in Canglan Continent, the Shadow Killing Organization lost six earth-level assassins at once. Yang Lin absolutely did not believe that the Shadow Killing Organization would remain indifferent to this.

The Shadow Killing Organization is full of powerful people and has a deep foundation. They will definitely send more people to save face.

Moreover, he heard that the Shadow Killing Organization even had a powerful emperor in charge, which was a terrifying existence standing at the top of this world.

Yang Lin couldn't help but feel a bit sinister and expectant in his heart. He wanted to see how Old Hua could compete with such a powerful Shadow Killing Organization!

The more he thought about it, the more excited Yang Lin became. He couldn't help but reveal a cruel smile, then he took a big step and hurriedly walked towards the Jingxue City teleportation array.

He now couldn't wait to return to the Tianwu Dynasty, inform the Shadow Killing Organization of what happened here, and then wait for a good show to begin.

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When Yang Lin's figure disappeared in the light of the teleportation array, the figures of Elder Hua and the other man quietly emerged again.

It turned out that they had only used a method to hide their bodies, and had not actually left.

Wang Xuesong frowned slightly and said solemnly, "Old Hua, this Prince Lin probably hates you to the core this time. Judging from his expression and behavior, I'm afraid he won't give up easily."

"Hmph, if an enemy comes, we'll fight him. If a flood comes, we'll block it with earth. If he still dares to act recklessly and continue to cause trouble without knowing the consequences, then I'll take his life with my own hands, and that'll put his hopes to rest once and for all!"

Old Hua put his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with murderous intent and determination.

Hearing this, Wang Xuesong turned his head to look at Elder Hua, smiled and sighed, "You really care about Li Qingyuan very much, and your feelings are very deep."

"He is my last disciple!"

Mr. Hua's voice was deep and his eyes were profound, as if he was recalling the past.

......

Suddenly, a hint of sadness appeared on Old Hua's face, but it was quickly concealed.

However, Wang Xuesong, who was standing by, was still keenly aware of his change of mood and sighed softly, "Alas, what happened back then..."

Wang Xuesong had just begun to speak when Elder Hua interrupted him, "Old Wang, don't talk about the past anymore!"

Seeing this, Wang Xuesong knew that Mr. Hua did not want to recall the past, so he did not say anything more and just nodded.

After a moment's silence, Wang Xuesong suddenly changed the subject, saying with a smile, "Having said that, I have to admit that your disciple is indeed quite clever and cunning. Furthermore, his strength is also quite formidable. Compared to when you were at the same level, he is probably much stronger."

As Wang Xuesong spoke, he handed the memory crystal he had read to Elder Hua, "I just read the contents of this memory crystal. It really is true that the young are formidable."

"Of course, don't you see whose disciple he is?"

The corners of Elder Hua's mouth curled up slightly, and he reached out to take the memory crystal with a bit of pride, "I want to see if this brat can reach my level!"

......

Old Hua's eyes were fixed on the image in the memory crystal. Soon, a strong anger and murderous intent suddenly appeared on his face.

He had fought against the Shadow Killer Organization many times and was very familiar with this notorious killer organization.

With just one glance, Mr. Hua immediately recognized that the Yaksha tattoo was the unique symbol of the members of the Shadow Killing Organization.

He didn't expect that Yang Lin would contact them, which made him feel angry and worried.

Wang Xuesong, who was standing by, couldn't help but feel a little confused when he saw Mr. Hua's reaction.

He frowned, stepped forward, and asked, "What's wrong, Lao Hua? Why do you look like that?"

Mr. Hua took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then said in a cold tone, "This group of people are from the Shadow Killing Organization."

"What? Are you sure?"

Wang Xuesong's expression froze, and his voice unconsciously rose a few notches.

Mr. Hua nodded heavily and responded decisively, "Absolutely!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuesong took a breath and his expression instantly became solemn.

He was well aware of the power of the Shadow Killing Organization. If such a dangerous organization was allowed to get involved in this matter, the consequences would be unimaginable.

So, he hurriedly said to Elder Hua, "This matter is of great importance. I must report it to the Pavilion Master immediately to prevent any changes!"

Mr. Hua nodded slightly.

Then, the two of them stretched out their bodies, transformed into two streams of light, and quickly disappeared from the spot.

......

In Jingxue City, heavy snow fell like silver butterflies all over the sky.

Before I knew it, it was already evening, the sky was getting darker, and night was about to fall.

At this time, Li Qingyuan and his group walked out of Jingxue City.

Before leaving, Li Qingyuan found a room to take a shower and change into clean clothes.

Outside the city, an old ox was lying comfortably under an old tree. Snowflakes were falling and gradually piling up on the ox's body, covering it with a layer of white coat.

Before Li Qingyuan and others approached, the old ox noticed their arrival, slowly stood up, and shook off the fallen snow.

At this time, Chen Lingyu half-jokingly asked, "Third brother, your cow doesn't look too big. Can it carry the five of us?"

"Master, please don't agree to him!"

When the old ox heard this, he hurriedly sent a message to Li Qingyuan in secret, his voice full of reluctance.

"Don't worry, even ten people are no problem."

Li Qingyuan responded with a smile, ignoring the old ox's protest.

When the old ox heard this, its legs softened slightly and it almost fell down.

Before the old ox could react, Li Qingyuan had already jumped lightly onto its broad back.

"Moo..."

Seeing that things had come to this, the old ox could only sigh helplessly and silently accept this reality.

After a while, all five of them got on the ox's back. Li Qingyuan sat in the front, followed by Su Yaoyue, then Li Muqiu, then Gu Yuyan, and Chen Lingyu sat at the end.

The five people and the cow slowly set off and gradually went away.

Although the cow's back was a little crowded, everyone's hearts were filled with joy.

Li Qingyuan was even more comfortable. He felt the breeze on his face and the snowflakes dancing lightly. All the worries in the world were thrown behind him, and only the peace and comfort of the moment remained.

As the old ox took steps, its hooves made a "crunching" sound on the snow, and the five people and the ox gradually disappeared in the vast sea of ​​snow, leaving behind a series of deep and shallow footprints.

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