Chapter 344 Shake the flying sword with bare hands!(2/2)
"Senior Sister Lin is here too?"
Seeing her, Yu Lingxian's expression was relieved and she barely had the desire to speak.
"Tear my mouth?"
Lin Surong sneered, but did not stimulate her.
"Junior Sister Yu, how long has it been since I left last time? Why did I get so embarrassed?"
Seeing Yu Lingxian, Lin Wenjun was in a good mood:
"I heard you have been hunted for more than a year, which is really gratifying..."
"If you were me, it wouldn't be much better!"
Yu Lingxian was angry, but she was unwilling to argue with them here. She said in a deep voice: "It's better to change the place, this is not a place to talk."
Lin Surong and the others looked at each other without refuting it. No matter how ridiculed they were, it would be good for multiple people to help them with what they were going to do this time.
"Let's go back to the main steward. There are not many people on the steward these days, so it's suitable for conversation."
Lin Surong proposed.
"... Let's change to another place." Yu Lingxian subconsciously looked around, always feeling that there were eyes staring at her.
"hehe!"
Seeing this, Lin Wenjun laughed directly: "Junior Sister Yu is really scared?"
"That person is a big deal."
Yu Lingxian had no expression on his face.
"It's fine if you don't come. You're here, just grab it! I heard that Yang Yu had a Taoist fruit in his hand, so he just happened to take a look!"
Lin Surong flicked his finger and turned around and left.
Yu Lingxian hesitated slightly and followed.
However, Lin Surong spoke very slowly, but did not take the two of them to the headquarters, but instead found a nearby stronghold, which was a manor built outside the city.
"call!"
It was not until this time that Yu Lingxian breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved.
After pursuing her full-term fugitive, even if she had pills tonic, she was really exhausted.
"A few days ago, my mother sent a decree to me to summon the masters of the three states..."
Lin Surong glanced at Yu Lingxian:
"It's a pity that you are not the only one in Qingzhou. Qi Longsheng seems to have died long ago..."
Yu Lingxian felt a choke in his heart, but he couldn't do it, so he had to talk about him:
"Where is the law of the old mother?"
"The law will naturally burn it after reading it."
Seeing that Yu Lingxian looked so inconsistent with her usual expression, Lin Surong became more and more curious. In her impression, this junior sister had never been weak.
Immediately asked:
"How good is Yang Yu's martial arts skills? He can scare you into such a look? I heard that he had taken over Wei Zhengxian's palms. Could it be that he is the master of the hundred classics?"
Lin Wenjun also held his chin with interest and listened.
The strongholds of Liansheng Cult in Qingzhou were almost completely destroyed, and they knew very little about what happened in Qingzhou in recent years.
“Master…”
Yu Lingxian paused, with a complicated expression:
"He has not yet refined a qi and blood furnace..."
"What?"
The two women looked at each other and saw each other's astonishment and suspicion:
"Then what ability does he have to chase you to such a situation?"
It’s not that they don’t believe it. In fact, if it weren’t for personal experience, Yu Lingxian himself wouldn’t believe it.
The twenty-seven of them were selected from countless people, the best-in-class baby girl, who used all kinds of precious medicines to cultivate and obtained the old mother's teachings.
Looking around the world, you can say that you have a first-class talent.
It would be fine if Yu Fengxian was born in the Zhang family. He even realized that Yu Lingxian was defeated.
Can anyone chase him to such a bleak situation with his same level?
"he……"
Yu Lingxian opened her mouth to speak, and suddenly there was a warning sign, and a familiar voice came from the air.
"Is the Saint trying to use Yang's hand to eliminate dissidents?"
The sound falls with the wind and people come.
Yang Yu stood in front of the main hall, looking around the three girls in the room, with a subtle expression:
Chapter completed!