The group of people traveled quickly during the day, and at night they found an abandoned hut to rest.

"Hey... more people means trouble!" Yang Le complained in his heart. If he didn't want to leave Yi Lin behind and was afraid that Master Dingjing and his party would get into trouble, he and Dongfang Bai could go faster with their Qinggong skills.

Yang Le had told Lin Pingzhi to be careful of people from the Songshan sect plotting poisonous plots. At the same time, he was wary of Yue Buqun and secretly gave him some "Shixiang Ruanjin Powder" in case of emergency. With Lin Pingzhi's current martial arts, even if

If you can't beat people like Yue Buqun, you can escape unscathed.

At this time, Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan were guarding the room next to Lin Zhennan and his wife, not daring to take it lightly.

"Hey... Originally, our family of three almost suffered a disaster because of the "Evil Sword Manual", and now because of Young Master Yang..." Mrs. Lin sighed.

Lin Zhennan interrupted: "Madam, Brother Yang is not only a life-saving grace to my Lin family, but he is also Pingzhi's master. Without him, our family of three would have died long ago. Don't say such words again."

"I know, I didn't mean that, I was just worried about Pingzhi." Mrs. Lin whispered.

Lin Pingzhi was in the next room. With his current martial arts skills, he naturally heard the conversation between his parents. He did not dare to blame his mother. After all, parents in the world have poor hearts. All their parents did was to hope that he would be safe. But he

The trust in Yang Le's admiration has not diminished a bit.

He sighed helplessly. Now he has strong martial arts skills. He wants to gallop around the world with a sword and act chivalrously, but as an only son, he has to shoulder the responsibility of protecting his parents and the family. He doesn't want to do it again.

Experiencing the miserable situation of raising a child without a parent.

"Xiao Linzi, what's wrong?" Yue Lingshan heard his sigh and asked with concern.

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly and hugged her. This method was exactly the same as that of Yang Leru. He said softly: "I'm fine. I will definitely become a hero like Brother Yang to protect you, my parents, and this family!"

"Well... I believe you can do it!" Yue Lingshan snuggled into his arms and said softly.

Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi's eyes became firmer.

At this moment, Linghu Chong was still lying on the bed unconscious, and Yue Buqun was standing beside the bed with a deep expression on his face.

In order to help Linghu Chong survive, Yue Buqun had already spent a lot of energy. Now that he had obtained the "Evil Sword Manual", Yue Buqun didn't know what to do with this eldest disciple.

Linghu Chong was originally his eldest disciple. Originally, if nothing unexpected happened, he would become his son-in-law, Yue Buqun, and the next head of the Huashan Sect.

But now that Linghu Chong has become the successor of Feng Qingyang of the Sword Sect, this is like a thorn in Yue Buqun's heart.

The two Sword Qi Sects of the Huashan Sect have been fighting each other for so many years, resulting in countless casualties. It can be said that the two sides have a deep hatred. Yue Buqun himself experienced the brutal fighting that year. How could he allow the descendants of the Sword Sect to obtain the Huashan Sect's weapons?

The position of leader.

"No! I will never allow the Huashan Sect to fall into the hands of the Sword Sect! I have obtained the "Evil Sword Manual", and I will soon be able to make the Huashan Sect prosperous. In my hands, the Huashan Sect will be prosperous!" Yue Buqun's eyes flashed.

, I shouted in my heart.

Yue Buqun slowly put his hand on Linghu Chong's chest. He actually wanted to kill him. He did not allow Linghu Chong, who inherited the mantle of the Sword Sect, to become the next head. Likewise, to kill Linghu Chong, he pretended to be a man in black and grabbed

No one would ever know about taking the cassock. Yue Buqun didn't know if Linghu Chong would notice that it was him, but he didn't want to take the slightest risk. If he died, everything would be over.

"Bang!" Yue Buqun summoned up his inner strength and was shocked.

"Poof!" Linghu Chong, who was already dying, suddenly vomited blood again.

"Chong'er!" At this time, Ning Zhongze, who was passing by, exclaimed.

Hearing the sound, Yue Buqun was startled. He immediately retracted the half of his palm, grabbed Linghu Chong's arms with both hands and shook them: "Chong'er! Chong'er! What's wrong with you?"

Deng Deng Deng!! Ning Zhong quickly walked to the bedside and saw Linghu Chong, whose face was pale and vomiting blood. He suddenly felt sad and cried: "Chong'er! Senior brother, what's wrong with Chong'er?"

"Several strands of true energy in his body backfired, causing his internal injuries." Yue Buqun lamented.

Ning Zhong regarded Linghu Chong as his own son. Seeing that his breath was weak and his life was hanging by a thread, Ning Zhong suddenly turned pale and said at a loss: "Brother! What should we do? We can't watch Chong'er die!"

"For the current plan, I can only inject the true energy again to protect his heart and give him a breath. You hold him up!" Yue Buqun said. After speaking, he helped Linghu Chong up and injected the true energy into him again.

Continue life.

After losing his true energy, Yue Buqun laid Linghu Chong on the bed and sighed: "Whether he can survive this test depends on his luck."

Ning Zhong wiped the blood from the corners of Linghu Chong's mouth and the sweat from his head, and looked at him blankly for a long time.

"Hey...junior sister! Go back!" Yue Buqun persuaded softly.

Ning Zhongze seemed to have remembered something, raised his head, looked at Yue Buqun, and said eagerly: "Senior brother! If I teach Yu Chong'er the "Purple Cloud Magic Skill", will his injury be cured?"

Yue Buqun was startled! He had murderous intentions towards Linghu Chong. How could he teach him the "Purple Cloud Magic Skill" that only a master could learn? But he couldn't show any strangeness in front of his wife. He frowned and shook his head.

He shook his head and said: "When he wakes up, I will teach him the "Zixia Divine Art", but it may not be able to cure his internal injuries in a short time."

Ning Zhong looked at Linghu Chong worriedly and called out: "Chong'er!"

"Junior sister, go back! Chong'er's life has been saved for now, don't disturb his rest! I'll think carefully about how to treat Chong'er when I go back!" Yue Buqun persuaded again.

Ning Zhong nodded and looked at Linghu Chong reluctantly, then left with Yue Buqun and returned to their room.

Just after Yue Buqun and his wife left, Linghu Chong, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes. His eyes were full of despair, and his eyes became wet, and he shed tears.

"When you risk your life to protect someone, first think about whether this person is really worthy of you. Some people appear to be gentlemen, but they are actually sanctimonious. Similarly, although some people are not righteous, they may not be.

Bad guy." What Yang Le said to him in Huashan rang in Linghu Chong's mind.

Last night, Yue Buqun knocked out Linghu Chong just to steal the cassock. Yang Le expected that with Yue Buqun's temperament, he would be suspicious, and Yang Le deliberately told Lin Pingzhi in front of Yue Buqun that he would wait until Linghu Chong woke up.

He can ask for the truth as soon as he comes. Yue Buqun, who is extremely frightened of him, will definitely be afraid that Yang Le will find out from Linghu Chong that it was him. With suspicion, Yue Buqun, who is already dissatisfied with Linghu Chong, will definitely explode.

, arousing murderous intentions.

Therefore, today, Yang Le secretly ordered Lin Pingzhi to bring a message to Linghu Chong: "Your master stole the cassock. As long as you pretend to be unconscious, you can see your master's true face."

"Why? Why are you telling me?" Linghu Chong said desperately. He didn't believe Lin Pingzhi's words at first, but his words made him pretend to be comatose, trying to prove that Yue Buqun was not that kind of person. Now he sees clearly, sees clearly

He would rather not see the true face of his master.

After getting up from the bed with difficulty, Linghu Chong staggered and staggered out of the room. At this moment, his thoughts were all gone. He wanted to escape from this place and everything...

"Linghu Chong, I wonder if you can escape this time? I am not to blame for all this. Without me, Yue Buqun would still be a fake soldier, and you would still see his true face." At this time, Yang Le looked at him.

The night sky, I thought in my heart.

It was he who cultivated the seeds of doubt in Yue Buqun's heart and provoked his murderous intention. It was also he who deliberately gave a hint in Linghu Chong's heart. Linghu Chong, who respected and trusted Yue Buqun, decided to prove his master's innocence.

Will be attracted by his hints and pretend to be comatose to prove Yang Le's words are wrong.

Because Yang Le understands them! He understands people’s hearts!

He reminded Linghu Chong that he had no good intentions. If even Linghu Chong died like this, then he would no longer be afraid of killing Ren Woxing and others.

If Linghu Chong had not died, he would have been destroyed after this blow! Yang Le's goal was also achieved.

"What are you thinking about again?" Dongfang Bai beside him asked.

Yang Le smiled slightly, hugged her, and joked: "I was thinking about when we would have a baby!"

"Fuck you!" Dongfang Bai said angrily.
Chapter completed!