Legend of Ling Tian

"Then what's the point? You're not happy to let you pretend to be a maid." The elder brother spread his hands, with a helpless expression on his face. Seeing that my sister was about to get mad again, she hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, we finally arrived in the city, we'd better find an inn to stay in first. After working hard for these days, I finally feel like I've returned to human society. Have a good night's sleep! Pity my old bones are exhausted."

The girl burst out laughing and asked, "Then let's find a hotel nearby and let you have a good rest. Once you get old, your legs and feet will become weak. You don't need to explain, I I understand! Let’s find the inn now!”

"Don't be busy, let's go ahead. The Yu family's mansion is not far ahead. We have to get closer to Yu's house. After all, they can be regarded as relatives, right? I feel safe in my heart."

"Do you have this sense of security after you've killed everyone?" The younger sister untied a water bag from her waist like a conjuring act, and gulped it twice while raising her head in the street without any ladylike demeanor.

"Nonsense, my old man has always been 'sweeping the floor for fear of harming the lives of ants, and cherishing the moths covering the gauze lamp'. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! So kind." Dao, it's a pity that the broom eyebrows and triangular eyes are disgusting no matter how you look at them!

"Pfft!" The brother's face watered. He couldn't help but raised his sleeves to wipe in embarrassment.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The younger sister was choked by the water and coughed again and again, as if she had asthma.

"Let's just go to this one." The two looked up, and the huge characters of "Rugui Inn" came into view in front of them. The two brothers and sisters looked at each other and smiled, and both walked in.

Across the street from here is the first family of Tianxing, Yujia, which occupies a vast area and is picturesque with pavilions and pavilions!

At this time, it was the time when the lanterns were first lit, and the lights of thousands of houses were flickering on and off, and the sky above the entire Mingyu City reflected was also strangely blurred.

It was late at night.

Ling Jian sat alone in the room, with an extremely detailed map in front of him. On Ling Jian's expressionless face, a pair of eyes faintly revealed a frenzied light. It was a kind of determination like a believer's martyrdom. A point passed across the map, and he looked very carefully, very carefully.

The main house, the main hall, the garden, the backyard, the Martial Arts Hall, and then respectively refer to Jiangshan Pavilion, Panyue Zhaixing Tower, Elder's Court, Wuhui Pavilion, Wuying Pavilion, Chongxiao Pavilion, Tiantian Tower, and Youhunmengying Pavilion. As for the others, such as Baiyutang, Ziyutang, etc., the signs are clear and clear, and the others are nothing more than the residences of each person, including the courtyards of the three brothers of the Yu family. All the buildings of the entire Yu family are on this small map. It is clear at a glance.

The cold light in Ling Jian's eyes flickered, and he thought secretly in his heart. The main hall of the main room can be ignored, but I heard that Yu Manlou handles official business, and he has always been in his private office - Panyue Zhaixinglou. The important thing is to point out Jiangshan Pavilion, these two places, Ling Jian has already decided that he must go. As for the other Elder's Houses, Wuhui Pavilion, Wuying Pavilion, Chongxiao Pavilion, Tianxialou, Youhunmengying Pavilion, etc., no one knows what these places are for. Even within the Yu family, there are not many people who know about this. Only the three brothers of the Yu family and a few people who have entered the core of power can know, and even Yu Mantian, who is relatively big, is not very clear. It is imprecise.

As the name suggests, the Changlao Pavilion must be the place where the masters of the previous generation of the Yu family live together. It is better not to touch such a place this time. But what exactly are the other pavilions for? Ling Jian knew in his heart that although he didn't understand the purpose, every pavilion must be a mysterious power of the Yu family. Since they are parallel, it means that these powers are generally of the same level. As long as I figure out any one of them clearly, I will have some idea of ​​the others.

However, the spans between several pavilions are relatively large, and the distance between them is a little too far. Ling Jian couldn't help rubbing his nose and laughing wryly when he thought of the one hour time he had given himself in the early morning. Don't you think highly of me? Even if there is no one who stops me, I think it will not take an hour to visit these castles! Yu's house covers an area of ​​more than 200 acres, even if it takes a horse-drawn carriage to go around non-stop, it will take almost a whole morning!

Let's start with the neighborhood first! Ling Jian secretly made up his mind. The Yu family, the place where I was in an infinite embarrassment six years ago, I just don't know whether it is the number one family in the world or the number one killer in the world this time?

In Ling Jian's eyes, it burned like a raging fire!

Outside the window, on the silent long street, suddenly there was the drumming sound of "bang bang", and a desolate voice yelled feebly: "The air is dry, be careful of the candles—" The voice was long, followed by another There were two bang bang bangs, shouting all the way, and the voice gradually faded away.

It's the second watch!

Ling Jian let out a long breath, and stood up silently while sitting cross-legged, reached out and patted the long sword at his waist, with a confident and cruel smile on his face, and put on the black mask calmly , seemed to give a slight laugh, pushed the door and went out.

Standing in front of the door, Ling Jian hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to see some little brothers, after all, if he was not careful, he would be separated forever! Even though the Yu Family is not a Longtan and Tiger's Den, it is even more dangerous than the real Longtan and Tiger's Den!

Ling Jian sighed, but he still didn't go after all. Going, isn't it too lacking in confidence? Brothers, I will come back alive. You can't live without Ling Jian by your side!

The sky is full of dark clouds, no stars and no moon, it is a great time for night walkers to act! The thin wind blows gently, as gentle as a lover's hand.

With the black robe stretched out, Ling Jian's body was like a bat gliding in the night sky without the slightest sound of wind. It was like a ghost and had already stood on the roof. Among them, there was only a pair of cold eyes that were like bright stars, scanning the small courtyard lightly for a week, as if there was a little nostalgia for it.

Ling Jian finally jumped up, soaring to the sky, his thin body flashed in mid-air, and disappeared.

After he left, the doors of the two rooms opened at the same time, and six black-clothed teenagers walked out of the room. These six cold-blooded and ruthless killers who usually kill without counting, now have tears in their eyes. . The expression on his face is even more complicated to the extreme! Looking at the wall where Ling Jian finally lived, everyone's eyes were full of deep emotion and respect from the bottom of their hearts! It seems that there, Ling Jian's javelin-like figure still exists!

Brother Jian!

Definitely come back!

Brothers are waiting for you!

Yumanlou's face was as sinking as water, without any expression; his fingers tapped lightly on the table, making clear and crisp sounds, slow but rhythmic. Behind him, there were two men in black standing quietly. Under the phantom reflection of the light, the figures of these two men in black seemed to blend into nothingness and blur. These two people don't exist at all, this kind of absolute visual and sensory impact is extremely strange!

In front of him, a big man knelt on the ground in a state of embarrassment, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, which had already soaked the ground.

"The sixteen first-level assassins in the Blood Killing Pavilion were wiped out in one battle? None of them survived? They failed to cause any damage to Ling Tian?!" Yu Manlou frowned slightly, as if he was talking to himself , and seemed to be asking a question. The big man kneeling in front of him no longer knew whether he should answer or not. He couldn't make up his mind, so he kowtowed heavily, trembling all over.

"There is another mysterious young woman beside Ling Tian? Martial arts are extremely strong? Killed six first-level killers by one person? The same is not damaged at all!? She should be younger than Ling Tian? !" Yu Manlou pondered: "The sky is full of frost when you strike? Like the twelfth lunar month? Such a weird technique of extreme yin, but which sect's kung fu is it?" As he said, he frowned and thought hard.

"Patriarch, there doesn't seem to be such a level of pure yin skills in this world." Behind Yu Manlou, a man in black said quietly: "Looking at the number of martial arts schools in various schools for thousands of years, there is no such level of skills." Even the Supreme Heaven, who claims to be a unique sect outside the world, does not have such a skill!"

"Are you sure?" Yu Manlou stood up slowly, turned his head and asked, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Sure!"

"Details!?"

"Detailed!"

"You mean they are lying, but how do you explain those dead bodies?! Are they the hands and feet of such useless servants? Or, they dare to lie and deceive?" Yu Manlou's face sank again!

"This is obviously impossible, and my subordinates have not questioned such inferior words, but since thousands of years, there is really no such kind of exercise, especially for a woman who is about the same age as Ling Tian, ​​only sixteen or seventeen This is a miracle even more unimaginable than Ling Tian's superhuman strength!" The man in black said in a deep voice!

"It really is a miracle." Yu Manlou paced slowly, although he was calm on the surface, but there was a commotion in his heart. Why are there so many strange characters around Ling Tian? Even the martial arts that Ling Tian practiced himself were extremely weird, and they were completely different from the martial arts that he knew in this world.

Could it be that in this world, there are really exercises that I don't know about? Or, is this some kind of ancient genealogy, the lost secret of the ancestors thousands of years ago? Apart from this reason, there seems to be no other reason to explain this matter.

"Since Ling Tian killed those sixteen first-level killers himself, and even left them unscathed, how did you come back? Could you be stronger than those first-level killers, and you can escape the killing god's hand, even No injuries at all!" Yu Manlou asked coldly.

What I was most afraid of was that the head of the family asked this question, but unexpectedly he finally came.

The man's face was dripping with cold sweat, and he said in a trembling voice: "Don't dare to hide the truth from the Patriarch. At that time, the subordinates were so weak that they couldn't get in the way. Then Ling Tian... After he killed those people, he suddenly let us go and didn't give up. ...and ask us to bring a word to you, Patriarch...."

"What words?"

\u003c; Already arrived at the army, a gloomy cloud. This chapter was still coded on the train, but Feng Ling didn't have a card in his hand, so he could only type. To upload, you also need the army's computer. In such an atmosphere, he really couldn't open his mouth, or in other words, Feng Ling couldn't open his mouth at all, and forgot to open his mouth. It wasn't until half an hour ago that I finally remembered it. Well, there is another point, we must accompany the troops to work and rest normally. At ten o'clock in the evening, we must turn off the lights and computers. Therefore, the code word work has become an underground work. . . . . . In the past few days, it is estimated that it will be after midnight that they will come up secretly for a while under the name of guerrilla. To be honest, at this moment, I still think about code words, and I feel very sorry for my brother. This feeling is very contradictory, but if you don't code, I'm sorry, it's also my brothers and sisters. Alas, nothing to say, in short, very uncomfortable. \u003e;(To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please log in. readnovel., more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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