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Chapter 621 The old friend

Although the words were a bit rude, the surprise on the woman's face could not be concealed...≦

Fang Ling looked at the woman's eyebrows that had not changed at all from more than ten years ago, as well as a faint feminine aura between her eyebrows, and chuckled: "Are you still alive? Miss Yiling, congratulations on your achievements in the golden elixir."

"So what if you become a golden elixir? How can you compare to your might? The number one person in the Nanchu Jindan has been the best in the past few years, but no one dares to use this title."

Seeing Fang Ling recognize him all of a sudden, Yi Ling's heart felt a little joy. In order to advance to the Golden Pill, Fang Ling had a deal with Yi Ziling's sisters.

Although he finally agreed to go his own way, Yi Ling's heart had already been planted with an indescribable thought.

However, Fang Ling has not appeared in Nanchu for more than ten years. In addition, after the passage from Yan Shenzhou, their news became blocked, so they did not know about Fang Ling's outside.

Meng Qing felt a little more joy when he saw Yi Ling knowing Fang Ling. Acquaintances are naturally easier to talk to than strangers. Although Fang Ling's expression has always been plain and calm, as if he has never been angry with him.

But Meng Qing's heart was hanging along the way.

Fang Ling swept across the Bianjiang Sword Sect, and how could he forget the situation where the entire Bianjiang Sword Sect erased from the world while talking and laughing.

The difference between himself and those Nascent Soul Ancestors is a world of difference. If this old ancestor Fang is unhappy in one sentence, he might die without a place to bury him.

Although old friends in the past may not have had too deep friendships, as long as they are in this relationship, it is better than anything else.

"Meng Guardian, where is the ancestor of the sect you mentioned? Let me go and see him first." Over the past ten years, Yi Ling has matured a lot. After she exchanged a few greetings with Fang Ling, she said to Meng Qing in a deep voice.

Meng Qingxin said that the ancestor you mentioned is not right next to you? Just as he was about to speak, Yi Ling had already reacted. She stared at Fang Ling with wide eyes and said in disbelief: "Aren't you already the ancestor of the Nascent Soul?"

Yi Ling's surprised expression made Fang Ling laugh. He said lightly: "A few years ago, I was just lucky enough to advance."

Although Meng Qing knew that Fang Ling had not been the ancestor of the Nascent Soul for a long time, he almost collapsed on the ground when he heard his humble words.

This master, if you are lucky enough to advance, wouldn’t those Nascent Soul Ancestors who died at your hands be useless?

"I knew that you could advance to the Nascent Soul, but even if you advance to the Nascent Soul, you shouldn't go back to Nanchu."

Yi Ling wiped her eyes and said softly: "I heard that our Chu State is the endless sea. Since you have become the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, you might as well find a place to hide."

Fang Ling heard concern from Yi Ling's words. Fang Ling naturally knew who to hide. He smiled softly and said, "It's not a solution to just hide. People will never let me go, let alone I have some skills now."

"Sect Master. I have an urgent matter to report!" A woman in green ran in quickly from outside and knelt respectfully on the tunnel.

Yi Ling looked at the woman, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "There are no outsiders here, you just say that."

The woman glanced at Fang Ling and said in a deep voice: "Sect Master, according to the message from our disciples, it is said that on the Canglan River, the six Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Holy Alliance, including Lan Taozi!"

"And...and from then on, there is no Sword Sect in the world. Han Zhengqun, the leader of the Sword Sect, committed suicide!"

Yi Ling's face was covered by joy at this time. Over the years, the people of the Sword Sect have been chasing them. It can be said that they have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. Now, the Sword Sect has been destroyed.

And six Yuanying ancestors died, including Lan Taozi, who is the strongest man in the Langjiang Sword Sect.

"What you said is true?" Yi Ling pointed at the disciple and asked in a trembling voice.

The disciple was a little afraid to answer at this time. After all, when she saw this news, she couldn't believe it was true.

It was just the legend of Feixun from his fellow disciples. He came to report to Yi Ling. Just as he was hesitating about what to say, Meng Qing had already said in a deep voice: "Sect Master, this matter is indeed true."

"Because at that time, the disciples were on the Canglan River, and the one who killed the six Yuanying ancestors of the Holy Alliance was Senior Fang."

Yi Ling's eyes finally fell on Fang Ling. She took a light breath and said in a deep voice: "This... this is really great."

After saying this, she took out a jade talisman and said, "Fang...Ancestor Fang, please wait, I'll let my sister come out to see you together."

The Qingyi disciple who reported the news felt that his legs were fluttering when he left.

She thought the news was fake, but she didn't expect that the news was not only true, but also destroyed the people of the Langjiang Sword Sect, right in front of her.

Fang Ling looked at Yi Ling's strange gaze and just chuckled. To him, killing the Langjiang Sword Sect was just a casual act.

"Yiling, do you have any news about Qianzhu Sect here?" Fang Ling saw that Yi Ling, who had become extremely respectful to him, looked like he didn't know what to say, and asked Yi Ling in a deep voice.

Yi Ling pondered for a moment and said, "Last month, we also contacted Qianzhu Cult. The situation of Qianzhu Cult is much better than our Cainu Sect."

"The Qianzhu Sect's ancestor Liu Liren has been prepared for the attack of the Holy Alliance, and most of the disciples have retreated."

"I just heard that the ancestor Liu Liren was injured very much, and it seemed... it seemed to be injured on the Nascent Soul."

Fang Ling frowned, and the injury to the Nascent Soul was the most difficult to deal with. When he was in the Qianzhu Sect, he was mostly taken care of by Liu Liren. Although Liu Liren said it clearly at that time, the main reason for taking care of him was that he was a disciple of the Qianzhu Sect.

But Fang Ling cannot regard this love as non-existent no matter what.

"Is life in danger?" Fang Ling thought of Liu Liren's injuries in his mind, and he did not suppress his breath for a while.

In an instant, Yi Ling felt that her mind seemed to be suppressed by something, and it was extremely difficult to move.

At this moment, she really felt the gap between herself and the newly promoted Old Ancestor Fang. At the same time, a trace of thought arose in her mind.

Meng Qing, who was standing on the other side, was also extremely uncomfortable. Although he stayed by Fang Ling for a long time, this was the first time Fang Ling pressed his power on him.

He felt like he wanted to vomit blood, and as for the disciple in Qing Dynasty, he was lying on the ground.

The reaction of the Qingyi disciple made Fang Ling wake up suddenly. He looked at Yi Ling with a pretty face with a red face, and a hint of apology appeared on his face.

"One of you didn't pay attention just now, are you okay?"

Yi Ling looked at Fang Ling who had returned to normal and couldn't help but feel aroused. Thinking about the grievances he had suffered for him over the years, he couldn't help but say, "Hmph, how could there be nothing wrong? You're so uncomfortable!"

At this sentence, the one who sweats is Meng Qing. Although he is not as good as Yi Ling in status, he is also the head of the Cainu Sect.

He complained that Yi Ling was ignorant. Although you knew this ancestor Fang before, it is no longer the same as before. Whatever you say, it is better to pay attention to it.

But when he heard the next sentence, he was a little bit wrong.

He was a little bit tilted, but Fang Ling was sweating. This sentence was wrong, but he was about to jump into the Yellow River!

But looking at Yi Ling who looked resentful, Fang Ling couldn't help but flash through the situation when the two people were yin and yang, and he couldn't help but feel a sway in his heart.

Fortunately, after so many years of practice, his mind has become like steel. This kind of thought was killed by him just the moment it arises.

"I didn't pay attention. Now tell me, is the injury of Liu Liren, in danger of life?"

Fang Ling's attitude made Meng Qing unable to accept it at once. After all, the situation where Fang Ling stepped on the Jiang Jian Sect had left an indelible impression in his heart, but he was secretly happy.

If Yi Ling can be married to Fang Ling, let alone being a wife, or being a concubine, the Cainu Sect will have a strong backer.

At this moment, he had long been thrown away the ancestral teachings of the head of the Cainu Sect, such as not allowing marriage to happen.

Yi Ling's thoughts flashed, but it seemed like she had eaten honey. She said softly: "Although the senior brother who came to contact Qianzhu Sect only said that he was seriously injured, according to our inference, Liu Liren's ancestor was not seriously injured."

"There is a great possibility that it will die."

Although the Nascent Soul monk is powerful, he is not omnipotent. Sometimes he is too seriously injured and may not even be able to take over the body.

Fang Ling's heart at this time had already flown to the Qianzhu Sect. Although he didn't know if he could save Liu Liren, he always had to do his best.

"Yi Zi asked to see the ancestor Fang." Just as Fang Ling was about to ask Yi Ling Qianzhu's whereabouts of the people, a crisp sound came from outside.

The two sisters Yi Ziling are actually two people. Although this is still a secret in the Cainu Sect, Fang Ling had known it for a long time.

He nodded without saying anything, while Yi Ling smiled and said, "Sister, Old Ancestor Fang asked you to come in."

Yi Zi's appearance looks no different from Yi Ling's sudden appearance. Even when two people stand together, you can't tell which one is Yi Zi and which one is Yi Ling.

Everything seems to be what it was more than ten years ago.

But Fang Ling felt that Yi Zi was more cold and majestic than Yi Ling.

If you guessed it well, Yi Ziling, the head of the Cainu Sect, should only refer to Yi Ling.
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