Douluo's Changhong is shocking

Zhao Jiping was not surprised that the Lu family colluded with the evil soul master. He had vaguely guessed this matter based on the family's information network. He just pretended not to know, because if he knew about it, the Zhao family would only perish faster.He gave Baili Bing information, giving him a hint, but Baili Bing Douluo didn't check the information at all. .seven

Zhao Jiping's expression changed not because of fear, but because he was excited, yes, excited, because the Lu family could finally be destroyed.

"Dare to ask Holy Son, how many people did you bring with you when you came to Frost City?" Zhao Jiping asked hastily.

"Two people!"

Jiang Ling's answer made his face stiffen, 'Two people?Only two people! '

"What strength is the other one?" Zhao Jiping said unwillingly.

"The strength of the soul king!"

Zhao Jiping's face darkened. He saw hope for the first time, but then watched it disappear. The ups and downs made him feel ten years older again.But he still remembered that he was the head of the family, and said with a forced smile: "Could the Holy Son be kidding me? How can we defeat Luqing, a level 95 titled Douluo, just by relying on us?"

"Of course we can't take it with just relying on us, but if you add Mr. Zhao, it might not be possible." Jiang Ling stared at Zhao Jiping closely, not wanting to miss every micro-expression.

"The Holy Son was joking, the old man is just a Contra, how could he be Lu Qing's opponent." Zhao Jiping's unnatural expression flashed away, and he said slowly.

Baili Bing looked at the dumbfounded two people in a daze.

And Jiang Ling noticed that emotional fluctuation, and said in his heart that it was true, and said softly: "I'm talking about Zhao Luanchuan, Mr. Zhao."

"You..." Zhao Jiping's steady expression finally changed drastically, and he looked at Jiangling in disbelief.

Bailibing is also confused, Zhao Luanchuan?After carefully recalling it for a while, I remembered who this person was, and couldn't help asking: "Isn't this person already dead?"

"You are wrong, Elder Baili. Mr. Zhao is just missing. If he is dead, he is really dead. There are many ways to say missing. Retreating to seclusion, seclusion, and traveling can all be called missing." Jiang Ling said with a leisurely smile, Zhao Luanchuan really Jiang Ling could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"That's right, my uncle is indeed still alive. He resigned from the position of Patriarch because of the relapse of his old injury and his age, so he excused his disappearance and rested. I didn't expect that after so many years, someone would still remember it." Zhao Jiping sighed , said slowly.

"Mr. Zhao was a level 20 titled Douluo 95 years ago. Even if he is injured and old, it shouldn't be a big problem to join forces with Elder Baili to take down Lu Qing. Of course, if the Zhao family doesn't want to take action, I won't force it. It's a big deal. We are arranging people to come and destroy the Lu family, but can the Zhao family afford to wait?" Jiang Ling thought that Zhao Jiping wanted to take advantage of the power of the fisherman, so he half-threatened.

"Holy Son misunderstood, if there is only one Lu Qing, even if you don't come to me, I will take the initiative to contact Wuhun Hall to deal with Lu Qing. But Lu Qing also has helpers!" Zhao Jiping sighed dejectedly.

Zhao Jiping's stone stirred up waves, and Jiang Ling's expression also changed, helper?

"I believe you two know that people from my Zhao family have been assassinated one after another. In fact, it was not the Law family who killed them, but Beiming Linyuan." Zhao Jiping sighed.

"Beiming Linyuan? How did this come out?" Jiang Ling frowned deeply, he knew Bei Mingxue, and looked at Baili Bing with a questioning look.

"Beiming Linyuan is an assassin who is active in the extreme north, and he will kill if you give him money, but I remember that he is just a Contra." Baili Bing explained.

"Han Bingmian's words are good, but now he has successfully become a Title Douluo. Beiming Linyuan's father was killed by my uncle, so he came to avenge my family this time, which is consistent with Li Qing's goal. The relationship between the two is very ambiguous." Zhao Jiping continued, "He once threatened me that if I dared to fall to the Wuhun Temple, he would kill my people. Although my uncle is still alive, he is no match for the two title fighters. Luo."

There is another sentence that Zhao Jiping didn't say, his uncle has been suffering from injuries for a long time, and his time is running out. If he makes another move, it may be the last time.

"What if I help you solve this Beiming Linyuan?" Jiang Ling asked back.

"Beiming Linyuan is an assassin with rich experience. If he wants to rely on Han Bingmiao and my uncle to ambush him, it may not be effective. Moreover, Li Qing is still spying on him in secret. If he doesn't kill a snake, he will suffer instead." Zhao Jiping Thinking that Jiang Ling wanted to set up an ambush, he reminded.

"I told you, our Spirit Hall will get rid of this person for you alone!" Jiang Ling repeated.

"Holy Son." Baili Bing said with a surprised expression.

Before Zhao Jiping opened his mouth, there was an angry voice from outside the room: "If the Holy Son gets rid of Beiming Linyuan, I will do my best to fight against Lu Qing."

The three people in the room looked out, only to see an old man with white beard and hair walking in, his aura was calm and prestige.

"Uncle!" Zhao Jiping quickly got up and said.

Seeing this, the old man softened his face.

"Senior Zhao Luanchuan." Jiang Ling cupped his hands and said.

"Holy Son, I keep my word. If you get rid of Beiming Linyuan, I will risk my life to kill you, old man, and I will also drag that little kid from the Lu family to hell." Zhao Luanchuan said slowly.

Jiang Ling nodded silently when he heard the words, looked at Baili Bing and said, "Elder Baili, let's go."

Zhao Jiping looked at the two leaving figures, turned his head to look at his uncle and said worriedly: "Uncle, your body!"

At this moment, Zhao Luanchuan's spirit was a little sluggish, and he waved his hands to indicate that he was fine: "I'm almost exhausted, if I can die for the protection of the family, it's a worthy death."

"Uncle!" Zhao Jiping broke down in tears.

After leaving Zhao's house, Jiang Ling sent Baili Bing back to Wuhun Palace first, while he walked on the streets of Frost City, he finally understood the sentence: behind the mountain is still the mountain, behind the problem is still the problem.

Passing by a theater, Jiang Ling looked up, his eyes showed a trace of surprise, he hesitated for a moment, but finally he did not step into it.

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Attorney

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"I hope you don't lie to me." Li Qing looked at the young man in front of him with a half-smile.

Tang Yin was extremely indifferent: "After you absorb some of the true source of the ice phoenix martial soul, you'd better hand over Jiangling to me as soon as possible."

"If it's useful, I will naturally fulfill my promise, that's enough, let's start quickly." Li Qing urged.

Tang Yin didn't answer, and stepped into the room. The girl who was in a daze in the room suddenly stood up and looked at the visitor vigilantly.

The girl's long aqua-blue hair also looked a little messy at this time. Although her cheeks were dirty, she could vaguely see her delicate facial features. If it wasn't Shui Bing'er, who was it?

"Who are you guys?" Shui Bing'er forced herself to calm down even though she was in an unfamiliar environment, and asked in a cold voice.

"Are you going to release the martial spirit yourself, or should I help you activate it?" Tang Yin ignored Shui Bing'er's question. To him, it didn't matter who the person in front of him was or what his name was, since he couldn't use it anyway. How long will it be a dead man.

Seeing this, Shui Bing'er secretly mobilized her soul power. Although she was seriously injured, she hadn't eaten a drop of rice for two days, and her soul power was running low, but she was not a girl who would be caught without a fight. As long as she was alive, she would resist to the end.