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Chapter 325 The Soul of Tracking

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    Painful feelings permeated among the hall masters, and only hall master Wu said after a while.

    "His grandma's Xiong is really deceiving people too much. He slaughtered more than 100,000 people from my Ziming clan. If such a great hatred is not avenged, how can he live for others! Pavilion Master, please let me go to the front line, I will kill to the end of Bashan!  Among them, drink and eat blood to eliminate such blood feuds!"

    And the Geng Palace Master who was beside him also responded: "Count me in, I will kill him, his blood will flow into rivers, and his bones will become mountains!"

    At this moment, the Pavilion Master said in a deep voice.

    "No, do you know that your mission is to let you go to the border town to kill the enemy? That's the job of Zimingwei. What you have to do is to maintain the operation of the pavilion. Only let the pavilion continue to output capable people, so  That¡¯s the long way to go.¡±

    After being said by the pavilion master, several hall masters in the field were also speechless, but the resentment on their faces was hard to overcome.

    After the others were silent, the Master of Palace A sent a voice transmission to the Pavilion Master.

    "Although there is a distance from us to the pavilion master's city, they are all on the border of the Purple Hades. Will we be in danger of being attacked here?"

    The pavilion master's expression remained unchanged, and he replied through sound transmission.

    "If it's an attack, our Ling Ling Pavilion is not an ideal place. There are ten masters in the pavilion, and five of them have the cultivation base of Nascent Soul, and there is an old man sitting in the town. In addition, the disciples in the pavilion are all talents, which can be described as tricky."  existence. At least in the border of Ziming, we are very safe."

    The Lord of Palace A felt relieved when he heard the words.

    "That's good, then do we need to report this matter?"

    The pavilion master said: "After Ling Feng completes the challenge, you should issue a report. Sooner or later, these disciples will hear about such a big matter."

    Palace Master Jia nodded upon hearing this, and then continued to wait for Lin Qi's challenge

    Time flies, ten hours passed.

    Lin Qi once again created a miracle.

    Geng Dian successfully passed through Lin Qi's steady pace!

    At this time, there was no doubting voice in the field. Maybe breaking three halls or four halls in a row can still be said to be strength and endurance.

    Now Lin Qi, who has broken through six palaces in a row, has refreshed everyone's three views, and his strength is beyond doubt.

    Everyone is amazed!

    And Lin Qi walked back to the small pavilion silently alone, where Hong Lian was still there, she was sitting in the pavilion at this time, holding a small and delicate wine glass in her slender jade fingers.

    Her complexion was a little annoyed, her charming eyebrows were tightened, and she gently pushed the wine glass with her jade fingers, allowing the light red wine in it to slide into her mouth along her full red lips.

    Sitting opposite her, Lin Qi also poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all.

    Hong Lian said softly after what he saw.

    "Congratulations, you have now become a legend in Zhuling Pavilion."

    Lin Qi replied: "I also believe that as long as you want to, you can reach this level, but you don't need to be so conspicuous."

    Hong Lian smiled coquettishly, and Qiu Mou stared at the wine glass in her hand.

    "I can't do such a thing. I don't have your perseverance, nor your unlimited potential."

    Lin Qi doesn't like the current state that attracts so much attention, but he has no choice but to do it.

    Thinking about it, Lin Qi fell into the memories of the past again. In the sword hall of Wuchangzong, in the valley of retreat, the hermit life of himself and Ying Qiu is his greatest yearning in life.

    Thinking of this, Lin Qi fell into a daze, and Hong Lian said to Lin Qi in a heavy tone after drinking the wine in the glass.

    "During the time you boiled your body, there was a message from the border."

    Lin Qi woke up from the memory and asked, "What news."

    "The border city was breached by Bashan a few days ago. After the Bashan gangsters broke through the city, they burned, killed and looted the city, and more than 100,000 people were slaughtered."

    Hearing the news brought by Hong Lian, as well as the numbers and circumstances she said, Lin Qi stood up suddenly.

    Immediately, Lin Qi had a word in his mind.

    "Impossible, Bashan Zhengdao will never do such a thing!"

    Fortunately, Lin Qi held back and didn't say anything. He knew the consequences of accidentally saying the wrong thing, so he calmed down and asked.

    "Is this true?"

    Hong Lian said: "This news came from Can Ningwei, how can the five generals' information be false?"

    "The people who slaughtered the city were the Bashan Allied Forces?" Lin Qi continued to ask.

    &n? But she wasn't happy, instead her expression froze, her whole body was filled with yin energy, and then Luo Shaying actually raised her hand and grabbed the short man's neck.

    Rakshaying's hand strength is not small, and the cold air above the soul is strong, invading the short man's neck, causing him unbearable pain.

    "You you, what are you doing?! Are you crazy?"

    The short man spoke with difficulty in his throat.

    Luo Shaying grinned and threw the little man against the wall.

    The huge impact made the short man almost faint. He lay down on the corner of the wall, panting heavily and said angrily.

    "What are you doing? I'm not trying to murder you, but to help you. Why are you doing this to me?!"

    Luo Shaying said coldly with his hands behind his back.

    "You have the nerve to say that as a member of the Ziming tribe, instead of feeling sad when such a thing happened, you actually have the face to laugh out loud. I really feel sad for you, and you are considered to be on the face of Mr. Shi Ya.  , or I will crush you to ashes!"

    When Luo Shaying said this, the short man's face froze.

    "This this"

    The short man was speechless for a moment, he could only sigh, then stood up and left in despair.

    Rakshaying, who was left alone, opened the parchment in his hand, and his blue eyes stared at the names on it, and after those names, there were the current whereabouts of these people.

    "The people on the list can only be tracked down one by one, but there is a direction."

    After finishing speaking, he put away the list, and looked into the distance again, where the city was located.

    A look of pity flashed in the deep blue eyes.

    "One hundred thousand ethnic groups died in the massacre, how many will be born among them, desolate ghosts"

    After all, he turned into a black wind and disappeared into the alley

    At this time, Lin Qi's rest was over, and there were still three halls left before the challenge was successful. Lin Qi was already standing at the gate of Xin Hall.

    His Highness Tiangan and the Lord of Hall B looked at Lin Qi with almost anger in his eyes.

    "This damned Ling Feng, he actually managed to get to this point. His state is like a completely different person after Wudian. How did he do it?"

    What was thinking in his heart, the master of Palace B was clouded.

    "Looking at his aura, I probably won't keep my position as the palace master. Damn it, you don't want me to live, and I won't make you feel better!"

    Thinking of this, the Lord of Hall B suddenly stood up and walked towards the outside of the hall.

    Asked what Palace Master Jia saw.

    "Master B, where are you going?"

    Palace Master B turned back and sneered, "Hmph, I don't have much time left as Palace Master, so can't I have the last time to myself?"

    After saying that, he turned and left.

    The Lord of Palace A smiled when he met him.

    The Pavilion Master also opened his eyes at this time, he watched Palace Master B's departure indifferently, and did not stop him.

    "Ling Feng, Xindian's challenge begins!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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