Void Transformation

"How can we do everything? No one is destined to save you today!"

A roar suddenly sounded from the depths of the camp, and then a Daoist shadow, accompanied by a burst of blood, flew out. When he landed, the wolf fur was stained with blood, and the former master of a village, today the tiger fell in Pingyang.

"Successful and defeated, in a single thought, and now I am drawing a conclusion, is it too early to say?"

The white-haired old man staggered up when he landed. Although there were more than ten stab wounds on his body, it was not fatal. At this time, the treasure knife in his hand was drinking blood, and under the night, a faint red light appeared. Although there was a downwind, there was no downwind.

"Hahaha, what a winner or loser, in a single thought. Today, your secret sons have been removed by me, and all your confidants have died in this battle. I want to know, how do you come back?"

As the middle-aged man's voice sounded, the young man in Taoist robe in the camp at the moment suddenly changed his expression slightly. Because he only felt that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

At this time, he was blocked by a huge bonfire because of the blind spot of vision, so that the sand bandits could not capture his existence. As for Chu Ningyue and Young Master Qingshan, they were among the sand bandits who were unconscious at the long table and were ignored by everyone.

"Hmph, do you really think that the old man has occupied this place for decades, and there is only this background?"

The white-haired old man looked at the dozen or so people in front of him with a knife in his hand, his eyes were full of contempt. It seemed that he was really ready, and there was no trump card.

It's a pity that his words can deceive the general gang, but he cannot deceive the initiator of today's coup d'etat. Because this person had already understood everything before starting.

"Aren't you pinning your hopes on your granddaughter? Although she is favored by Young City Lord by virtue of her grace, she is only Young City Lord's concubine.

Do you think in the heart of the old city lord, is his son's concubine important, or my Ling family? "

The young man in Taoist robe hiding behind the bonfire heard the word "Lingjia" in the mouth of the middle-aged man, and the broken images in his mind finally intertwined. He remembered at this moment, who was the man talking.

But what made him even more concerned was the message spit out from the other party.

Granddaughter, was the young city lord fancy, to be a concubine?

Based on my understanding of that girl and Young City Lord, it is impossible for the two of them to come together. Not to mention the girl’s disposition, she will not be able to do anything to the Young City Lord’s wife. It is impossible to marry the Young City Lord alone. Wife, even less likely to marry a concubine.

The reason is very simple. I know the big secret of a Windy City City Lord's Mansion, so I can be sure that this will not happen unless... the Young City Lord changes.

"No...Although the city of Howling Wind has fallen, if there is a large-scale turmoil in the Southern Territory, it is impossible to be silent on Rivers and Lakes."

Not long after, the Dao-robed youth overturned the bold conjectures in his heart, because the City Lord's Mansion was deeply ingrained in Windy City and could not be silently replaced by other forces.

However, The next moment, the words he heard were even more shocking...

"The Ling Family? The Ling Family today is nothing more than a vicious dog raised in the City Lord's Mansion."

At the moment, everyone has not noticed the existence of the young man in the robes, so his heart is quite complicated at this time, because the impact of the news one after another has made him feel strange.

I have only been away from home for three years, how could Windy City be turned upside down? Naturally, these people couldn't have deliberately acted in front of them, so the only explanation was what happened in the three years since they left.

The Ling family was in Windy City. Although it was not the first family, it was still the top three. But later, because of an ancient tomb, his father was seriously injured, and most of the family's elite were damaged. Since then, the Ling family has declined.

However, because he and the Young City Lord were inextricably linked, the Ling's family had been taken care of by the City Lord's Mansion.

But this is only three short years, how did such a change happen? With his father's disposition, even if he had the heart to kill the bandits, he would not use the time, let alone let the Ling family return to the city lord's mansion.

Could it be that what happened to the father? !

At this point in his mind, the Dao-robed youth's mood immediately produced a sharp fluctuation. The reason for the overall situation was quickly replaced by the worry about the relatives. While speaking in a deep voice, he walked out after the bonfire.

"Mr. Mu, I haven't seen you for three years, don't come here unharmed."

With the three words in his ears, the middle-aged man's complexion changed slightly. Because of this name, he had abandoned it for many years. Most of the people who still know this name are already dead, and this son's voice is familiar, which makes him even more concerned.

After all, I did something like that back then, this name is just like that period in the past, I can’t remember...

"Oh?"

At the same time, mingling on the side of the long table, the young man in Qingshan and Chu Ningyue among the sand bandits, raised their heads at this moment, and only noticed the appearance of the young man in Taoist robe.

Young Master Qingshan is now full of satisfaction, and he feels happy when he feels that he has taken his life back. Therefore, his long-lost ability to think has returned. At this time, looking at the young man in the Taoist robe, he also saw something wrong.

As for Chu Ningyue, at this time, she could no longer eat any bite of food, and her mood was rather depressed. Because after eating the seventeenth wheat cake, he can no longer get half of Spiritual Qi from the food.

Now I only feel a pain in my abdomen, without a trace of pleasure, looking at the gaze of the young man in Dao gown, it is plain and unremarkable.

"Wolfhead, if the three of them are the trump cards you said, then you still have to die today."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth loudly, still domineering, but he, who was about to show up, was now hiding back in the crowd, and he was secretly looking at the young man in Taoist robe.

During the three years of travel, many changes have taken place in the appearance of the young man in Taoist robe. Whether it is temperament or dressing, they are very different from three years ago, so for a while, this middle-aged man couldn't recognize each other.

The reason why I chose not to show up at this moment is because I don't want to be out of touch. On the other hand, I also don't want to revisit the past.

"Hmph, funny, funny."

The white-haired old man is not lightly injured, and at this moment, there are many ups and downs above his mood. Originally, he had already calculated it, and there will be such a catastrophe today, so he arranged manpower in advance, but the people who did not want to arrange have been delayed.

And among those rebels, there are also hidden piles of their own. They originally planned to use their tactics to wipe out these traitors, but they did not expect that the other party's background exceeded Own's estimate.

Those black-clothed dead men who suddenly appeared, although their personal strength was not as good as their own, when everyone shot, they all played a life-for-life style of play. So even though he beheaded all the dead men in black, he was also seriously injured.

If the people arranged by oneself do not come back to help, then I am afraid it is really hard to escape today.

At this moment, the leader of the sand bandits looked sideways at the camp. Three new faces that shouldn't have appeared in the camp, but their eyes finally stayed on the man in the Taoist robe. Because he felt that this person was a bit familiar, and he found that the other person was also looking at him.

Following the opponent's gaze, the leader of the sand bandit looked down at his waist, and a thought came to mind when his mind was neutral. Under the impact of this thought, he also remembered who this person was, but he was not sure, so he tentatively asked:

"Are you the Ling family kid back then?"

After asking this question, the middle-aged man who was hiding behind the sand bandits immediately became nervous. As a diners of the Ling family back then, he knew the things of the Ling family quite well.

In recent years, although the Ling family has sent people out of the Southern Territories, most of these people have gone and never returned, and even the few returnees have returned without success. The only ones whose whereabouts are still missing are...

"Yes, I am Ling Qingshan, the young master of the Ling family who escaped in your hands."

The self-identity of the Tao-robed youth is by no means an act of a reckless man, but to test the position of the old deceased. If these people are really sent by the Ling family, then their attitude towards own can almost reflect the situation of their fathers today.

"Where's the wild boy, dare to pretend to be my young master of the Ling family, he really eats the guts of the bear heart and leopard!"

At this moment, behind the crowd, a sharp voice suddenly sounded, causing the white-haired old man to frown slightly. This was not the voice of the previous middle-aged man, but the leader of the group of dead men in black.

This person is different from the dead men in black. He was not afraid of death when he shot, but most of his injuries were due to him. Because it can accurately control its own flaws every time it makes a shot, it can be described as impossible to prevent.

When the young man in the Taoist robe heard the words, his heart sank immediately, because he could see the expression on the sand bandit leader's face when this person was speaking, and he knew that this person could not be an ordinary person.

And he didn't remember that there was such a person in his Ling family. If it is a newcomer recruited by the Ling family for three years, he should at least have seen the portrait of own, but now that he does not recognize himself, it means that something has really happened in the family...

However, just as the young man in the Taoist robe was meditating, the previous middle-aged man suddenly spoke, but it disrupted his thoughts.

"I don't know who your Excellency is and what your intentions are, but I would like to advise you that if you do more unrighteousness, you will die. Young Master Qingshan died a year ago. Everyone in the clan knows this. If you want to act in his capacity, I'm afraid it is doomed to be in vain."

When the middle-aged man opened his mouth, his tone was solemn, and it seemed to have a trace of sadness, but secretly a hand was pressed on the shoulder of the dead soldier leader, preventing him from speaking.

Hearing what he said, the anxiety in the heart of the young man in Dao Pao was slightly relieved. After three years of travel, he had indeed never written a letter to his home. But the family members, judging their own death, after all, need an opportunity, who on earth created the illusion that they are dead.

He knows very well that today's affairs are by no means simple, but the immediate priority for own is not to find out what false rumors are, but to make sure that girl is safe.

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