Chapter 113

"Do you mean that the kind girl who helped you at the beginning was actually poisoned by that person just now?" Zheng Shang asked.

Ling Yun nodded, shook his head, and sneered: "I'm not denying his wisdom, but at that time, it was impossible for such a sinister method to be instigated by no one." Ling Yun patted Zheng Shang on the shoulder, "don't worry about it. It may be more troublesome than you think."

"No matter what," Zheng Shang clapped Ling Yun's hand, "I like to manage injustice."

Ling Yun smiles gently. If it's really that simple, he can kill the boy in white now. It's just that he's involved in a lot of things. It's not difficult to kill him, but the difficulty lies in the consequences. He doesn't consider whether he can bear the consequences. He just has a lot of things to do. It's not the time, At least he has to avenge more than 100 people in lingwangfu and find his mother before he can die without hesitation.

If you are afraid of death, Ling Yun is not the second royal highness of Ling Wangfu; If he is afraid of death, Lingyun is not Lingyun. He is not afraid of death, but can't die.

"It's a lot of trouble. You can't handle it." Ling Yun said softly, maybe the boy in white is not a trouble, but the trouble is himself. He has already had some conjectures. The death of his father is not so simple. The whole Ling palace has involved the friars. How can these things become simple in his body?

"You don't take Laozi as your friend, do you?" Zheng Shanghe asked.

Ling Yun calmly looked at Zheng Shang's eyes and solemnly said: "because I treat you as a friend, I don't want you to care. If you really have a heart, you can worship her for me when you have a chance."

Life is always more frustrated, less proud, always more sad, less happy. But it doesn't matter. The important thing is that the people and things that can make you happy are still there. That's good. Even if there is only one, it's also a reason to stick to it.

"It's like it's a big problem." Zheng Shang shriveled mouth, "on you like this, can have how big trouble."

Ling Yun smiles gently. Now that someone has come here, the affairs of Chengzhi county should be put aside for the time being. The boy in white must come here to kill himself, even if it's just a chance encounter. The battle of life and death is inevitable.

Moreover, if he could kill him now, Ling Yun would not mind at all. He could bear the big trouble. The old servant's death was just a little girl with a big white steamed bun. Just these two things were enough to make the boy in white die.

Because he has a strong desire to kill himself. In fact, Ling Yun doesn't know why he has such a strong desire to kill himself. However, he is not afraid of trouble. Since he wants to send him to the door, he won't be polite.

As night falls, Ling Yun walks alone in the street. A middle-aged man stands in front of him. Ling Yun raises his eyebrows and says, "are you coming to kill me?"

"I can't do it," the man in Black said faintly. He muttered in his heart that he could fight in the same place. Whether he could kill it or not depends on his ability. But he couldn't do it by deceiving the small. At least he knew that Ling Yun's identity was not so simple. He could survive in such difficult times. Later, he was protected by Confucian sages and grew up smoothly, In the future, if you want to play chess on Lingyun, you are looking for death, "but you can make that boy suffer."

"There's no need. If you want to stop me from killing him, I'm too lazy to do it." Ling Yun said indifferently that he didn't really regard the boy in white as an opponent. He didn't deserve it. It's so simple. He didn't deserve it, but he had to be killed.

The man in black slightly raised his eyebrows and said faintly: "now you don't have to win him. It's more difficult to kill him. It may be you who will die."

Lingyun mouth slightly tilted, eyes show disdain, "in this case, then we make a deal, I promise you, you answer a question I want to know, and if I kill him, you can't fight me, I won him, you have to promise me a condition."

"What qualifications do you have to make with me?" The middle-aged in Black said coldly.

Ling Yun stretched a stretch, glanced at the boy in white who came slowly, and said sarcastically, "what qualifications do you have to ask me to do?"

"Hey, master, you are wrong. Since he came out to hang out at this time, he wanted to fight with me. There are not so many things." White youth hands in the back of the head, light said.

Ling Yun looks at the middle-aged man in black with a sneer. The middle-aged man in black has no expression. He is not worried about being put together by Ling Yun. He is not surprised at Ling Yun's wisdom. In fact, in his impression, the thin child is very smart, no less than an adult. Now that the child has grown up, he can't see how deep his mind is, But his half apprentice is no worse than him.

"Start directly, or go through the process?" The boy in white looks up slightly and looks down at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun put out a boxing frame, and his bones crackled, but he didn't have any intention of boxing. The boxing frame was also very common. It was just the move of rotten street.

"Learn some boxing at will," sneered the boy in white, "but you can still say that it's not bad now. You should have suffered a lot?"

Ling Yun's toes are a little bit sharp, and his whole body is spinning in the air. The sword comes out from his waist in an instant. His left hand is the sword, and his right hand is the sword. When the boy in white reacts, Ling Yun is close to him, and a huge Talisman is standing in front of him. It breaks in an instant, but it also gives him a chance to breathe.

The next moment he landed on the ground, he put out his Wufu boxing frame and put up his horse sideways. His right hand knife had the golden light of Buddha seal, and his left hand was deep to the ground. He concealed the Taoist formula and kept it unchanged.

Ling Yun holds a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He stands three steps away from the boy in white. "The two methods of teaching have such a meaning."

Ling Yun twisted his neck. He didn't suppress the evil sea at all. Every drop of the sea water splashed by him was full of killing intention. He said softly, "I remember that your sect should belong to the strategist. The most important thing is the killing spirit. You are the master of Buddhism. You have no killing intention at all. Did you join other families and make a dish with them?"

"Ling Yun, don't show off your eloquence!" The young man in white sneers. When he does it, his moves are changing rapidly. His real intention to kill is unparalleled.

The man in front of Lingyun is like a tiger down the mountain.

The more you read, the better you cultivate your mind. The more noble you are, the more pure you will be. Like the most sage, you are able to avoid all kinds of invasions and eliminate evil spirits.

Ling Yun can't prevent the invasion of ten thousand methods and kill evil spirits to retreat, but he can also weaken the attack of techniques to a certain extent.

"Haoran Zhengqi?" The boy in white stepped back and looked at Ling Yun coldly.

Ling Yun throws his sword at the boy in white. At the next moment, his fist is like the Milky way falling from the sky, hanging upside down between heaven and earth, majestic as the sea, heavy as the mountain, wujingwufu, the realm of looking at the mountain!

Lingyun boxing, the whole person seems to have changed an appearance, just like the God of war came, behind the convergence of God, the God of contemplation quietly appeared, but only in a moment, into the meaning of Lingyun boxing.

The young man in white is like a big enemy. He didn't expect that he could practice boxing by himself. He has a lot of talents, but in front of Ling Yun, he can't see enough.

But the boy in white is a boy in white. He is also gifted. Although he is retreating, his military skills are endless and his killing power is matchless.

Ling Yun's robe was scratched and his hair was cut off, but he was castrated and fighting with brute force.

There was no more words between them. Lingyun boxing meant that the Vietnam War was getting more and more high. He wanted to break through the sky and watch the sky.

Its meaning is extremely high!

Its potential should be invincible!

The young man in white snorted coldly and finally offered his mace. Behind him, a huge God appeared. You can ask God for his military skills.

It's just that young people in white seldom use it. They just disdain it,

Ling Yun's boxing intention seems to be out of control, and it's getting higher and higher. The score comes from the secret of the God of war in heaven and earth. In that false dream, Ling Yun, the God of war, dominates nine days, and is unparalleled in the world. In front of the God of war, it's not enough to see the gods!

Ling Yun and the young man in white are more and more attached to each other. The young man in white gradually feels that he can't do what he wants. However, Ling Yun is more and more fierce in the Vietnam War. He is so forgetful and reckless!

"Kill

The figure in white behind Lingyun smashes the "God" shadow with one punch. Lingyun punches directly at the brow of the boy in white, and the boy in white rises in the air. However, Lingyun had expected that he would rush behind the boy in white, revealing a great flaw. The boy in white sneers, and the mud leg is mud leg after all. At this time, he even wants to run away.

He turns around in the air, pinches daojue and pats Lingyun. As long as he hits Lingyun well, Lingyun will not die and will be seriously injured.

One side of the black middle-aged is to fall in the middle of the two, to stop the fight between Lingyun and the young man in white, "point to stop, there is no need to fight."

Ling Yun's side combat power, the right hand long sword has been waved out, the left hand long sword slants behind, the knife cuts not to die, the sword stab must die! The young man in white will die.

The middle-aged man in black also saw something strange in it, so he stopped it.

The boy in white snorted heavily, "you are lucky this time."

He also saw the sword in Ling Yun's hand, but he didn't think that Ling Yun could kill himself with the sword. If it wasn't for his own Taoist priest to stop him, next year today, the day of Ling Yun's death, he would send him to meet that idiot in the underworld!

Ling Yun's heart is full of blood. He takes back his sword and staggers towards the inn without saying a word. The middle-aged man in black glances at Ling Yun's back. This boy is so talented in fighting that he has a decisive choice. I'm afraid that he will grow up to be a good man and can be a stepping stone for his apprentice, but slowly, They still have a long way to go, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Ling Yun leaned against the wall at the corner, looking indifferent. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Again, you must die."

After three things, it's a very important bottom line in Ling Yun's heart. If he wants to kill him, he must kill him. No matter how long, he will kill him. I just hope he'll be lucky and don't meet himself so early. "You like to play tricks. It's ok..."

Ling Yun turns around and walks towards the inn. His back is bleak. He has seen too many life and death departures. It seems that after seeing too many, although he will remember, he won't be too sad, because when he can't stay, he just hopes that they can see that he has a good life far away.

"That's fine." Ling Yun murmured in a low voice.