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Jun Molin couldn't tell what Linghai's cultivation was like now, and most likely it was because Linghai was wearing a barrier breath pei or other magic weapon that concealed his cultivation, but Jun Molin guessed, no matter what At most, it was only at the foundation building stage, and Ling Xiayi was only a monk on the twelfth level of Qi training, and it was really stupid to challenge Luo Yanghua at the early stage of foundation building that he said.

Linghai glanced at Ling Xiayi, he was terrified but not reckless, he just clasped his fists at Luo Yanghua: "I don't know why senior is here to embarrass my Ling clan, if my clan offends senior, Linghai is here to represent senior I'm sorry, please ask the seniors to make a lot of it."

Luo Yanghua raised his eyebrows, with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, he looked up and down Linghai a few times: "It was you who broke my barrier just now?"

Linghai frowned and remained silent.

Luo Yanghua got up lazily and approached him, her gauze dress swayed with his steps, her long legs were exposed under the dress, her complexion was fair, and she narrowed her eyes: "It's just you? How can you break it? Do I need a barrier?" As he spoke, he raised his hand to attack Linghai.

Linghai furrowed his brows, took a step back, and slammed out his palm, forcefully catching Luo Yanghua's attack.The two looked at each other, Linghai frowned, and with a surge of zhenqi in his body, he counterattacked back, and immediately Luo Yanghua and him were shocked to take half a step back.

Forcibly steadying his figure, Luo Yanghua's eyes were full of suspicion: "I never imagined that there are people like you in the Ling clan, and I still think that this Wanling Village is all a bunch of wine bags and rice bags!"

Linghai was not in a hurry or angry, and clasped his fists together: "Senior, you are humble."

Luo Yanghua snorted and said, "I don't have the time to waste time with you here. I came to Wanling Manor just to tell you guys, don't be so ignorant and want to participate in this fight. The Ling clan has been defeated. It’s no longer the largest clan in the past, and I, Hidden Sword Villa, is kind enough to let you stay here!”

Luo Yanghua's words made those Ling clan members who were fixed in their bodies furious, especially the uncles of Linghai who gritted their teeth, but... Linghai had a calm face and only looked at Luo. Yang Hua arched his hands: "It turns out that seniors are here for this fight, but seniors can rest assured that my Ling clan has no intention of participating in it."

"Oh?" Luo Yanghua glanced at him.

Linghai continued: "Qingzhou City has many capable fighters, and the disciples in my family are still inexperienced, so they are qualified to participate in it? Besides, our family is originally a foreign family, and it is enough to settle down again. There is something extravagant to think about”

"That's the best..." Luo Yanghua lazily replied, his eyes glanced at Linghai's appearance again, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "If you are not a man, in fact... I am still very interested in you That's right..." Linghai is calm, always looks calm when he is in danger, and is handsome and handsome... even if he is so thoughtful, he can't help but want to take a look at him.

These words are simply humiliating to the ears of others, but Linghai is still neither angry nor impetuous, and just smiled lightly: "Thanks to the senior for looking up to the junior."

"That's all." Luo Yanghua waved his hand: "Today, I'll take care of you, but after all, you are from the Ling clan, so don't do anything that challenges my bottom line, this time I'm considered a little boy It's a big punishment, but... if your clansman dares to be rampant again, I'll kill him, and then don't blame me for being cruel." After finishing speaking, Luo Yanghua shook his sleeves, turned around and left.

Without the existence of this outsider, Linghai let out a long breath, waved his hand violently, and the door was instantly closed, and those clansmen who were imprisoned by human methods also instantly regained their freedom.

"What the hell is going on here? How could you provoke Hidden Sword Villa!" Linghai asked angrily, the haze on his face was completely gone before he became calm.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one said a word. In the end, it was Linghai's eighth uncle who sighed: "I blame Lingbi for this! That kid wanted to participate in this fight without telling everyone, and let the lady of Hidden Sword Villa know, and ridiculed him." After saying a few words to him, this kid actually attacked the eldest lady of Hidden Sword Villa, who knew that the eldest lady was not a monk, so she was injured by Lingbi."

Linghai's eyes were startled: "How is the injury?"

Uncle Ba said: "The injury is not serious, it's just that the eldest lady is out of shape."

Being in the Cultivation Clan, being disfigured is not a problem at all, okay?

The problem is that the eldest lady of Hidden Sword Villa, whose parents died young, was raised by his grandfather, because she has no aptitude for cultivating immortals, and she is the only one with blood, she was raised and raised since she was a child, she was frightened this time, and she is already bedridden up!

Knowing the situation, Linghai rubbed his eyebrows: "What about Lingbi?"

This time Uncle Ba didn't speak.

Ling Xiayi said from the side: "Already...already killed by Luo Yanghua"

Linghai was taken aback for a moment, and then his face became even more gloomy.

With his hands on his side, he clenched his fists tightly, Linghai seemed to have used a lot of strength to suppress his emotions: "How many times have I said it! We must endure everything! Don't force yourself into the future, and our priority is to hide our strength and bide our time." Doing things! Why do people always refuse to listen! Grandpa and the elders gave up their lives to protect our lives and escape! Why are there always some people who don’t know how to measure! Do you really think that we are the number one cultivator!!!”

He was so angry that he asked loudly, but no one answered in the courtyard.

High in the sky, Jun Molin couldn't help but feel moved when he heard Linghai mention his grandfather. Back then... Grandpa didn't give up his life and cultivation...to protect himself, and even entrust the Ling clan to himself... But……

Raising his head, Jun Molin closed his eyes tightly.

"I'm to blame for this, not Lingbi!" Someone walked out behind Eighth Uncle, Jun Molin and Linghai looked together, and the person who came out was Seventh Uncle, Jun Molin's father's younger brother. She looked ashamed: "I heard that Qingzhou holds martial arts competitions every three years. The winner can not only establish a prestige in the Xiuxian family, but also get a high-grade spiritual weapon passed down from generation to generation. I... I just want to Restoring the reputation of Wanlingzhuang, but... alas!"

"Seventh Uncle!!!" Linghai hates iron for being weak: "Now our Ling clan is not thinking about how to restore the reputation of the past, but how to live here. If we can't even do the simplest way of living, then What qualifications do we have to talk about Bie De?"

Seventh Uncle frowned, remained silent, and accepted Ling Hai's lesson.

Lingxiayi looked timid at the side, obviously frightened by Linghai's appearance: "Brother...don't be angry..."

"And you!" Linghai immediately glared at him: "You dare to act presumptuously in front of Luo Yanghua no matter what your cultivation level is, if he is really cruel, I'm afraid you would have died already!"

Ling Xiayi's face was filled with grievance, and she didn't dare to speak out.

The surroundings were silent for a while, and Linghai also felt that he had passed the point, so he took a deep breath and sighed: "Now we are no longer the number one cultivator of immortals, but it is difficult to get a Luoyanghua in Hidden Sword Villa. Deal with it, if you still don't know how to restrain yourself, and think that everything is as high as when you were in Lingyun City, I'm afraid... not only have you let down your grandfather and elders, they have to risk their lives to save them, but you may also be exhausted. The blood will be cut off..."

At a high altitude, Jun Molin took a deep breath and didn't stay any longer. When he left, he recalled the two talismans that Linghai gave him last night. For a while, he felt a little disturbed...

Linghai gave the talisman to him back then, but the name 'Junzilin' reminded Linghai of 'Junmolin'...

Back at the restaurant, Ling Ziqing had just finished his dinner, saw him come in, and hurriedly brought him bowls and chopsticks, but seeing Jun Molin's preoccupied appearance, Ling Ziqing frowned slightly, and didn't ask him any questions. Turning around, grabbing Xiran who has turned into a Chihuahua, she went to the bed and sat down.

Jun Molin sighed and saw that Xiran was lying in Ling Ziqing's embrace so comfortably that he was dozing off, then he calmed down, stepped forward with a light smile and hugged him: "Why don't you talk to me when I'm back?"

Ling Ziqing turned his eyes halfway, and raised his eyebrows to look at him: "If you want to tell me, you will naturally agree with me, why should I ask again?"

"..." Can you be more understanding?

The author has something to say: After updating this chapter tonight, he said that he would stop updating for a few days, because it is the Chinese New Year, so it will be a lot of hard work TT