Master Zhao at the foot of Mount Qingcheng

Those Jianghu people have spent so long trying to organize, and the group of people from the Devil's Cult have already run away, so they left a trap for them.The entire Jianghu has been played by the Demon Sect for more than half a year, and many people have been lost due to the explosion of the painting boat. How should this matter get out?

The leader of the Demon Cult will "cut his heart". Shen Nonggu said that there is an antidote, but when he really wants to go up the mountain, he doesn't even see him. this.

In the future, if the leader of the Demon Cult causes any troubles again, just say that this person is very good at making troubles, and it will be fine if he is silent for a while and then makes a comeback.

This thing has been going on for so long, it should be over - to save everyone some face.

In fact, they were not reconciled to being robbed of the limelight by Zhao Xuan, but they didn't want to lose face even more, so they put their hats on Zhao Xuan's head. Zhao Xuan put in a lot of effort in the vicious fight of the Demon Cult, and became famous in one battle."

In fact, they don't have much energy to figure out how the rumors spread in the world, as long as they are in the rumors, it will be fine, and there is a more important thing right now-the National Teacher's Mausoleum.

Zhao Sifan, the former national teacher, has always been a legend. The legend lies in his ability to pinch and count and understand the destiny.Back then, the emperor of the previous dynasty was desolate and the country was crumbling, so he found Zhao Sifan and asked him to come out of the mountain, and made him a national teacher.This legend used his mysterious and mysterious skills to help the building collapse, and it was not until ten years after his death that the former dynasty was finally destroyed.

In the years when Zhao Sifan was a national teacher, the former emperor offered real gold, silver, delicious food and drink, among other things, there must be a lot of valuable things, and besides the rumored tomb of divine fortune, who wouldn’t want to find out? ?

"Why invite him to be the national teacher? It's just farting. If the dog emperor didn't blackmail your great-grandfather's family back then, would he, Zhao Sifan, agree to protect the country for him?" Heisha snorted coldly. If you want to send the descendants of the Zhao family to Mount Qingcheng, you have to force us to protect you, anyway, we are tired of staying in this world."

"What do you mean by forcing? We didn't force you back then. It is our duty to protect Sifan's descendants. I am very willing." Chu Zhongke squinted his eyes and rubbed Zhao Xuan's head like a child, "Don't listen to death Heizi is talking nonsense, and I don’t know which bad old man took Xuan’er as his own. At the beginning, this person was still a young boy, and he tried to kill your great-grandfather for money, but he failed three times. Later, he was hunted down by his enemies and had nowhere to go. Si Fan has a big heart, he is not willing to let him go to Mount Qingcheng, what did you say back then?"

Chu Zhongke imitated Heisha's stern face, looking up at the night sky, lonely and sad: "Don't worry about it, just let me die alone..."

Very vocal.

Heisha on the side used his hand as a blade, and attacked Chu Zhongke with lightning speed, and the two old men chatted and fought each other on the spot.

Tang Feng listened with gusto, followed behind his ass and asked: "Master, what's next?"

"Then Sifan made a bet with him that if he can be trapped, he will go to Mount Qingcheng with him, and if he can't be trapped, he will die alone. This is the formation you saw in the Devil's Cult today." Chu Zhong The guest withdrew his hand, and took a step back, "I won't fight with you anymore, why are you messing with old accounts today, why don't you come with me to the inn, and I'll take you to see Lin Dingyang's son."

Heisha was not interested at all, and said lightly: "Who is Lin Dingyang, I don't know."

"That's it." Chu Zhongke said, ""Sunset Cloud" and "Lonely Bird".

Heisha came to a sudden: "It's him, but there's no need to meet, and Xuan'er has no sisters."

Chu Zhongke: "Indeed, that's what I said, but that kid is very appetizing to me. He looks like reading material. I don't know how well the article is done, so what about Danqing."

"Wait!" Zhao Xuan became more and more curious, "What kind of code words are "Luoxia" and "Lonely Bird"? What does this have to do with whether I have sisters or not?"

"Actually, it's nothing." Heisha prevaricated, "I'll go back to see my old enemy, I just went after him and left him there, although I guess he was rescued now."

Heisha left, there was another Chu Zhongke here, Zhao Xuan glanced at him again, Tang Feng's eyes almost flashed: "Master, reveal?"

"Actually, it's really nothing. Grandpa is afraid that you will be angry with your parents. You don't need to know, and nothing will happen." Chu Zhongke pushed the shoulders of the two boys, "Let's go, go and talk to Lin The baby said goodbye, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go back overnight."

As soon as Lin Chaoyu heard the sound of the door opening, he quickly sat up from the bed: "You're back so soon? How about the Demon Cult?"

"I ran away...but you all probably thought it was over." Zhao Xuan said, "The Hanging Cave has also ended unilaterally, and I don't need to follow you anymore. This time I came to say hello and farewell to you, and I will come to the capital next time pay a visit to."

"It's hard to chase after a gentleman's words. I will remember what I promised, and then I will wait for you at the Duke's Mansion." Lin Chaoyu was obedient and waved at him, "Be careful on the road... Senior and brother Tang too."

Zhao Xuan twisted the words several times before saying: "You should also be more careful on the way, and find a good bodyguard to escort you all the way back to Beijing."

Lin Chaoyu looked like he saw the sun: "It must be."

Tang Feng supported his forehead: "Hey, what a poor little boy. Do you want to appear in the picture book, little poor boy? It was written by a flower in Qingcheng. I happen to want to write a story about a scholar and a vixen recently..."

"That's enough, get out." Zhao Xuan was not polite to Fa Xiao, he didn't stay any longer, and walked away cleanly.

Lin Chaoyu was still leaning against the door frame and beckoning: "I look forward to seeing you next time!"

Tang Feng joked: "I thought he was going to call the uncle to play with this posture."

Zhao Xuan: "...you'd better write your script."

As soon as Zhao Xuan and his party left, Lin Chaoyu withdrew his smiling face, went to the bed and squatted down, and pulled out a big living man who was tied up from under the bed.

That person is known to everyone except Zhao Xuan, but he is the old enemy of Heisha.

Lin Chaoyu took away the cloth ball that gagged the opponent's mouth, and said without emotion: "Speak."

The man had his acupuncture points pressed, so he had to lie upright, his face full of anger: "What did you say?"

"Know what to say."

Lin Chaoyu got up, and a man in black suddenly appeared behind him, moved him a stool to sit down, and said the same thing as Zhao Xuan: "I'm impatient."

"I don't know what you're talking about...Ahhh!" The other party screamed, the veins on his head bulging.

Lin Chaoyu pulled out the dart that had been nailed into the opponent's palm, causing the opponent to scream again: "Keep your voice down, don't attract people... Can you say it?"

The other party couldn't say a complete sentence because of the severe pain: "I don't...I don't know..."

"You should be enjoying your old age, so why let yourself eat this bone." Lin Chaoyu bent over and stroked the other's wound, "Starting from the meridians here, how about destroying your tendons bit by bit?"

People who practice martial arts naturally value their own martial arts the most. If they lose their tendons, wouldn't they become a useless person who is at the mercy of others?

The other party's eyes widened, but he still didn't speak for a while.

Lin Chaoyu sat up straight and called out, "Wenren."

Wen Renyue walked to Lin Chaoyu's side, her beautiful eyes were fierce, she could not see the gentleness on Qingfeng River: "Yes."

"You have to be considerate of the old man. It's better to let the girl come here if you have a weak tendon. Maybe it will be a little gentler."

There is no such thing as tenderness or non-gentleness in the useless tendons, the other party almost vomited blood by Lin Chaoyu's anger.

When Wenren was about to make a move, the other party finally let go: "I say, I say."

The other party took a breath, and his face was pale: "In the beginning, the Demon Cult approached me and revealed to me some things about the National Teacher's Mausoleum. We cooperated. I don't know much. Before I contacted the other party, they would send someone to come, and every time they would It's not the same person, and I haven't seen the leader of the Demon Cult until now. I only know that he is in the cave this time and prepared a big gift for those people."

Lin Chaoyu: "Haven't seen it? Then where is he now, you probably don't know."

"I really don't know, we're just a cooperative relationship... Ugh!" Wen Renyue started to do it without any nonsense, and the other party immediately said, "I said, I still know something."

Lin Chaoyu signaled Wen Renyue to stop: "It's fine if you don't finish talking at the beginning, so you don't have to suffer so much."

"He is still in contact with the imperial court! I don't know the details. He only said that if he finds the National Teacher's Mausoleum, he will arrange for my ineffective grandson and descendants to be knighted. That bastard can't be a martial artist. Once I die, the court will No one will let him go, he can keep him safe."

Lin Chaoyu: "Oh? Interesting, this is really worth looking into."

The title is not something that can be obtained casually. Is he someone who can ask the emperor to give the title, or...he wants to be the one who gives the title?

After the other party temporarily recovered from the pain, he panted heavily: "Are you..."

He stopped suddenly, staring fixedly at the sapphire unicorn on Wen Renyue's waist: "You, you are... Qinglin..."

"As long as I think about it, you can be guilty of treason." Lin Chaoyu interrupted him, "You should be punished, but the Holy One is merciful and won't punish your nine clans, so I will tell you some news."

Lin Chaoyu spoke without any emotion, as if he was narrating a very common thing: "The people in the rivers and lakes who suppressed the cave have nothing to do, but all the people in your Shenshui Pavilion were buried alive in the big gift of the Demon Cult. The fire burned , the cave has also collapsed, so there should be no survivors."

After hearing this, the other party's chest began to heave violently, staring at Lin Chaoyu with bloodshot eyes, gasping for breath, and his eyes gradually lost their luster.

Until the other party was completely out of breath, Lin Chaoyu called the other people who were standing behind him: "Bury it anywhere."

Lin Chaoyu wiped off the blood on his hands, and stood up from the stool: "It seems that we were put together by the Demon Cult, and we should go back to Beijing overnight. There are still many things to do."