MTL - Painting of the Nine Immortals-Chapter 34 bristle

The dazzling light of the afternoon sun sprinkled a layer of gold into this small courtyard.

In the courtyard, Ling Hu looked at the gold-like, non-iron-like tokens in Ling Xian's hands, and asked, "What is this?"

"Secret Token." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"This is the legendary mystery token?" Linghu could not help but exclaim.

"Yes, it's for you." Ling Xian threw the secret token in the past casually, scaring Linghu overwhelmedly, taking the token carefully, complaining: "Brother, this is a secret token, only five years Open it once, only fifty yuan at a time, it is very precious, what if you drop it on the ground and break it? "

"I believe you can catch it." Lingxian Road.

"Brother, how did you come here?" Ling Hu asked.

"That's a long story." Ling Xian will never take part in the competition, to Ling Chen's arrogant provocation, then to the position of the chief of the junior group was abolished, and she won the first prize. Originally told him again.

Ling Hu was sometimes angry, sometimes amazed, and sometimes regretted. It took a long time for me to return to my mind from a variety of emotions, and happily said: "It's good, deserve it. It's been long since he sees his discomfort, and he always bullies us. Son, something. "

"He committed anger, and it is normal to be abolished." Ling Xian said with a sigh of emotion, "You have been working hard in the past few days, and strive to improve the cultivation to the fifth level of gas refining before the secret realm opens. A little bit of self-protection, otherwise in a secret situation, there is no guarantee that nothing will happen. "

"Brother, I can't ask for this, you need it more than I do." Ling Hu refused.

"I still have one, so don't be polite with me." Ling Xian's heart warmed slightly.

Hearing the words, Ling Hu's eyes brightened, he calmed down, hehe laughed: "Brother, then I'm welcome, Qingcheng secret, I have never entered."

Ling Xian nodded, looking at Ling Hu with a look of excitement on her face, her expression suddenly became serious, Shen said, "Let's talk, what's going on?"

"What's going on?" Ling Hu frowned.

"I didn't buy Lingdan in Qizhenge." Ling Xian said with one eye in her eyes, "Don't pretend to be confused with me, don't try to hide me. Then you will say that Lingdan was sent from the headquarters, but it hasn't arrived yet. At that time, I discovered your anomaly. This may be true, but it will never be that simple. "

"Brother ..." Ling Hu hesitated for a while, lowering his head, dodging Ling Xian's gaze.

Ling Xian frowned, and said, "Look up and look at me and say!"

"Brother, I can't say." Ling Hu shook his head again and again, his expression full of bitterness.

Ling Xian's heart sank, a bad hunch emerged, and she said coldly, "Say, what happened? Don't be afraid, I'll give you a fight when the sky falls!"

Ling Hu was silent for a moment, remembering the scene of humiliating scenes, his eyes seemed to spit out fire, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, it is that idiot who is in charge. When I go to buy a better spirit than Huichundan, He told me yes, but the Qizhen Pavilion in Qingcheng was temporarily unavailable and needed to be shipped from the headquarters. But he asked me to give him the spirit stones first. At that time, I did n’t think about it, so I gave 20,000 spirit stones. Got him. "

"But when I went to see him the next day, he first shimmed me and said that he hadn't arrived, and then he closed his door. He finally sent someone to hit me, threatening me, if I dare to find him, or Speaking of it, he sent someone to kill me! "When mentioning these things, Ling Hu was furious, eager to rush into Qizhen Pavilion immediately and unload the bastard.

He took off his shirt and saw that his slender upper body was bruised and bruised.

"Okay, very good." Ling Xian's eyes were cold and completely killed.

Scum!

Scum!

This is not only a matter of greed for 20,000 spirit stones, but also a living life. First, rhetoric, then compulsion. If he ca n’t heal the tiger mother, or if he arrives late, the tiger Wouldn't a daughter-in-law die?

"Glorify your life-saving spirit stone, cut off your last hope, this kind of person, **** it." Ling Xian rushed to the crown with angrily, "What is the name of that bastard?"

"Qin Guangzhi." Ling Hu replied subconsciously, but then he regretted it. He hurriedly said, "Brother, he is the director of Qizhen Pavilion. You also know that although Qizhen Pavilion is not exposed in Qingcheng, there is no one. The forces dare to provoke this behemoth, you must not be impulsive! "

"What about impulse?"

Ling Xian's heart warmed, and she realized that Ling Hu was determined not to say it at first, because she was worried that she would go to that **** desperately after hearing it, shook the tree, and lost her life in vain.

However, this person, he has made the determination to kill in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "It is obviously not the first time that such a thing is managed by a strange treasure house. If you do not remove him, you do not know what you want to do in the future. How many monks at the bottom have been killed or even killed. Besides, you can take this breath? "

"Of course I can't swallow it!" Ling Hu roared, flashing the scene of humiliation in his mind, his hands clenched into fists, but slowly released, said weakly: "But what can I swallow? He is the steward of Qizhenge, and he is also a master of eight layers of gas refining, and I ... there is no way. "

His chest was burning with infinite anger, but his heart was full of helplessness and sorrow.

Xiuxian Realm itself is a world without laws and extreme chaos. No one will manage all crimes. Fist is the most correct truth and strength is the most reliable guarantee.

The Qin Dynasty was better, after all, it was a country with some basic laws. However, there are all kinds of underworld in any world, anywhere, and there is no justice.

One is the young monk at the bottom of Xiuxian Realm, and the other is the steward of Qizhen Pavilion, which will not cause any punishment even if he is brought to the Lord of the City. At most, he will return Lingshi to Linghu. Within two days, Linghu would become a dead body.

This is Xiuxianjie!

Chaos, cruel, cold, tyrannical.

Everything is based on two prerequisites. There is strength or no strength. A capable monk can enjoy all the prosperity and beauty of the world, and he can get what he wants. Without a capable monk, he can only accept the cruelty of this world. Relentless, reduced to grass.

"That's not the reason. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. If there is no way to think, to practice without strength." Ling Xian's eyes flickered with killing intentions. "In such a chaotic world, don't take it as a way An excuse for self-consolation. Once you get used to this thinking, you will obey and accept, so your life will be a never-ending darkness. "

Ling Hu was shocked and thoughtful.

Endless darkness?

He didn't think that Ling Xian's words were exaggerated. In fact, the hardship that he experienced from childhood to life made Ling Hu always feel that he was living in the darkness where he could not see the dawn. Sometimes he also wondered whether he could see the light. That day?

"I understand your difficulties and your difficulties, but that is really not the reason."

Ling Xian patted him on the shoulder, and said, "The people in my generation are asking about the avenue, and they are looking for longevity. Even if they are in danger, their bodies are broken, they must go up against the current, and climb the peak bravely. With a small setback, he stagnates and is willing to obey. What immortal is there to repair? Just find a deserted mountain forest and live in seclusion, and be a dead man all his life. "

"Brother, you're right, **** him!" Ling Hu was boiling with blood.

"How?" Ling Xian glanced at him.

"This ..." Ling Hu lags behind, opens his mouth wide, but doesn't know what to say.

Ling Xian sighed and said, "I said so much, just to warn you not to put out the unyielding flames in your heart. It is not to let you just hit the stone with a puddle of blood and fight desperately with your opponent a hundred times stronger than you, understand Do not?"

"So, brother, I understand." Ling Hu scratched his head. He didn't fully understand what Ling Xian said. After all, he was only 13 years old this year, but he was convinced that listening to Ling Xian was absolutely right.

"It's good to understand, but this person, I must kill." Ling Xian's eyes were filled with murderous intention.

He really moved his heart. The **** named Qin Guangzhi not only snatched the life-saving spirit stone of the tiger mother, but also attacked Linghu and threatened him not to speak out, otherwise Linghu's life would be killed. Such scum is incomprehensible.

"Brother, he has some rights in Qizhen Pavilion, otherwise it would not be possible to cover up his crime. You must not be impulsive, I don't want you to be in trouble." Ling Hu's dark face was full of worry.

"Rest assured, I don't do things with no certainty." Ling Xian conceived the plan in her heart.

"Brother, have you figured out a way? You must think twice." Ling Hu said eagerly.

He hated Qin Guangzhi extremely much. This scum took away his hope, and even threatened his life. If Lingxian had no way to cure his mother, I am afraid that the tiger mother is already dead at this moment, and this is the result. Wang Badan, Ling Hu can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

However, compared with Lingxian's safety, he cares more about the latter. In any case, he does not want Lingxian to be in trouble.

"You can rest assured, I won't take myself in for such a scum." Ling Xian's heart burst into a warm current, and she groaned, "Qizhen Pavilion is indeed a behemoth with influence all over the Great Qin Dynasty. There are branches in a city. The strength is strong, and the strong are like clouds. Therefore, you must not go out and kill people boldly. You must be famous. "

"Qin Guangzhi's old **** had greedy my 20,000 spirit stones. Isn't this a famous teacher?" Ling Hu gritted his teeth.

"Without evidence, the director of Qizhenge in Qingcheng won't believe what you say." Ling Xian frowned, suddenly a flash of light flashed, and couldn't help laughing: "Isn't he greedy, then I'll send it to him for him Greed, but my Lingxian things are not so greedy ... "