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    Although the words were a bit rude, the look of surprise on the woman's face could not be concealed.  ¡­¨Q

    Fang Ling looked at the woman's eyebrows, which had not changed at all from more than ten years ago, and the faint aura of femininity between her eyebrows, and chuckled: "Isn't she still alive? Miss Yi Ling, congratulations on your success."  Dan.¡±

    "So what if you are the Daocheng Golden Pill? No one can compare with your majesty. The number one Golden Pill in Nanchu. Over the years, no one dares to use this title."

    Seeing that Fang Ling suddenly recognized herself, Yi Ling felt a little joyful in her heart.  Back then, Fang Ling made a deal with sister Yi Ziling in order to advance to Jindan.

    Although they finally agreed to go their separate ways, Yi Ling's heart was already filled with unspeakable thoughts.

    It¡¯s just that Fang Ling has not shown up in Nanchu for more than ten years. In addition, since Yan Chenzhou passed through Zhaotian, their news has been blocked, so they don¡¯t know the news about Fang Ling outside.

    Meng Qing felt a little more happy when he saw that Yi Ling and Fang Ling actually knew each other.  It is naturally easier to talk to acquaintances than strangers, although Fang Ling's expression has always been calm and calm, as if he has never been angry with him.

    But Meng Qing¡¯s heart was hanging all the way.

    How could he forget that Fang Ling swept across the Banjiang Sword Sect and wiped the entire Banjiang Sword Sect from the world while talking and laughing.

    The gap between myself and those Nascent Soul Ancestors is a world of difference.  If Patriarch Fang was unhappy with what he said, he might die without a burial place.

    Old friends from the past may not necessarily have a deep friendship, but as long as this friendship exists.  That's better than anything else.

    "Mr. Protector Meng, where is the ancestor of the sect you mentioned? Let me go and pay my respects first." Over the past ten years, Yi Ling has matured a lot.  After exchanging pleasantries with Fang Ling, she spoke to Meng Qing in a deep voice.

    Meng Qingxin said, isn¡¯t the ancestor you are talking about right next to you?  Just when he was about to speak, Yi Ling had already reacted. She looked at Fang Ling with wide eyes and said in disbelief: "You have become the ancestor of Yuanying, right?"

    Yi Ling's surprised expression made Fang Ling laugh, and he said lightly: "I was lucky enough to advance a few years ago."

    Although Meng Qing knew that Fang Ling had not been the ancestor of Yuanying for a long time.  But after hearing his humble words, I almost collapsed on the ground.

    ¡°My dear, if you were lucky enough to advance, wouldn¡¯t those Nascent Soul Ancestors who died in your hands be just trash?

    "I knew that you could be promoted to Yuanying, but even if you are promoted to Yuanying, you should not return to Nanchu."

    Yi Ling wiped her eyes and said softly: "I heard that our country of Chu is the endless sea. Since you have become the ancestor of Yuanying, you might as well find a place to hide."

    Fang Ling heard concern from Yi Ling's words.  Fang Ling naturally knew who he was hiding from. He smiled softly and said, "Just hiding is not an option. People will never let me go, not to mention that I am quite capable now."

    "Sect Master. This disciple has something urgent to report!" A woman in green clothes quickly ran in from outside and knelt down respectfully in the tunnel.

    Yi Ling glanced at the woman.  After pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "There are no outsiders here, as you say."

    The woman glanced at Fang Ling and said in a deep voice: "Sect Master, according to the message from the disciples we left behind, six Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Saint Alliance were killed on the Canglan River, including Lan Taozi.  !¡±

    "Andand from now on, there will be no more Banjiang Sword Sect in the world, and the leader of the Banjiang Sword Sect, Han Zhengqun, committed suicide!"

    Yi Ling's face was covered with joy at this time. Over the years, people from the Banjiang Sword Sect have been chasing them. It can be said that they have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.  Now, the Banjiang Sword Sect has been destroyed.

    And six Nascent Soul Ancestors died, including Lan Taozi, the strongest member of the Banjiang Sword Sect.

    "Is everything you said true?" Yi Ling pointed at the disciple and asked tremblingly.

    The disciple was a little afraid to answer at this time. After all, when she saw the news, she couldn't believe it was true.

    It was just a Feixun legend from the same sect. He came to report it to Yi Ling. Just when he was hesitating about how to say it, he heard Meng Qing say in a deep voice: "Sect Master, this matter is indeed true.  "

    "Because the disciples were on the Canglan River at that time, and it was Senior Fang who destroyed the Banjiang Sword Sect and killed the six Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Yongsheng Alliance."

    Yi Ling's eyes finally fell on Fang Ling. She took a gentle breath and said in a deep voice: "This this is really tooIt¡¯s over.  "

    After saying this, she took out a jade talisman and said: "Fang Patriarch Fang, please wait a moment, I will ask my sister to come out to see you."

    The disciple in Tsing Yi who reported the news felt that his legs were light when he left.

    She originally thought the news was false, but she didn't expect that not only was the news true, but the people of the Banjiang Sword Sect were being killed right in front of her eyes.

    Fang Ling looked at Yi Ling's strange look and just smiled softly. For him, killing the Banjiang Sword Sect was just a casual move.

    "Yi Ling, do you have any news about the Qianzhu Sect here?" Fang Ling asked Yi Ling in a deep voice when he saw that Yi Ling, who had become extremely respectful to him, looked like he didn't know what to say.  .

    Yi Ling pondered for a moment and said, "Last month, we also contacted the Qianzhu Sect. The situation of the Qianzhu Sect is much better than that of our Maiden Sect."

    "Ancestor Liu Liren of the Qianzhu Sect has long been prepared for the attack of the Holy Alliance, and most of his disciples have already withdrawn."

    "It's just that I heard that Patriarch Liu Linen was seriously injured. It seemsit seems that he was injured on the Nascent Soul."

    Fang Ling frowned. The injury to Yuanying was the most difficult to treat.  When he was in the Qianzhu Sect, he was cared for by Patriarch Liu Linen, although Liu Linen made it clear at the time that the main reason for taking care of him was because he was a disciple of the Qianzhu Sect.

    But no matter what, Fang Ling cannot treat this feeling as non-existent.

    "Is it life-threatening?" Fang Ling was thinking about Liu Linen's injuries, and could not suppress his aura for a while.

    In an instant, Yi Ling felt as if her mind was suppressed by something, and it was extremely difficult to move.

    At this moment, she really felt the gap between herself and the newly promoted Ancestor Fang. At the same time, a thought arose in her mind.

    Meng Qing, who was standing on the other side, was also extremely uncomfortable. Although he had been by Fang Ling's side for a long time, this was the first time that Fang Ling put her power on him.

    He felt like vomiting blood. As for the disciple in green, he lay on the ground.

    The reaction of the Tsing Yi disciple made Fang Ling suddenly wake up. He looked at the pretty red-faced Yi Ling with a hint of apology on his face.

    "No one was paying attention just now. Are you okay?"

    Yi Ling looked at Fang Ling who had returned to normal, and couldn't help but feel something in her heart. Thinking about the grievances she had suffered for him over the years, she couldn't help but said: "Humph, how can there be nothing? You make people feel so uncomfortable!"

    In this first sentence, the person sweating is Meng Qing. As the protector of the mountain sect, although he is inferior to Yi Ling in terms of status, he is also the person in charge of the maiden sect.

    He complained a little that Yi Ling was ignorant. Although you used to know this Patriarch Fang, things are no longer the same as before. You'd better be careful about what you say.

    But when he heard the last sentence, he thought a little wrong.

    He tilted a little, but Fang Ling was sweating. This sentence was wrong, but he was about to jump into the Yellow River!

    But looking at Yi Ling who looked resentful, Fang Ling couldn't help but flash back to the scene when the two people's yin and yang met, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

    Fortunately, after so many years of practice, his mind has become like fine steel. This kind of thought was just killed by him the moment it came up.

    "I didn't pay attention. Now tell me, is Patriarch Liu Linen's injury life-threatening?"

    Meng Qing couldn't accept Fang Ling's attitude. After all, the sight of Fang Ling stepping on the Jiang Sword Sect had left an indelible impression on his heart, but he was secretly happy.

    " If Yi Ling can be married to Fang Ling, not just as a wife, but as a concubine, the girl family will have a strong backer.

    At this moment, he had long forgotten the ancestral teaching that the head of the girl sect was not allowed to marry.

    Thoughts flashed in Yi Ling's mind, as if she had eaten honey. She said softly: "Although the senior brother from Qianzhu Sect who came to contact us only said that he was seriously injured, according to our inference, Patriarch Liu Liren's injury is not serious."

    "There is a high possibility that he will die."

    Although the Nascent Soul cultivator is tyrannical, he is not omnipotent. Sometimes his injuries are too serious and he may not even be able to take his body back.

    Fang Ling's heart at this time has already flown to Qianzhu Sect. Although he doesn't know if he can save Liu Linen, he still has to do his best.

    "Yi Zi asks to see Patriarch Fang."When Fang Ling was about to ask Yi Ling about the whereabouts of the Qianzhu Cult members, a crisp voice came from outside.

    Sisters Yi Ziling are actually two people. Although this is still a secret in the girl's sect, Fang Ling has long known it.

    He nodded and said nothing, while Yi Ling smiled and said, "Sister, Patriarch Fang asked you to come in."

    Yi Zi¡¯s appearance is no different from Yi Lingmeng¡¯s at first glance. Even if the two of them stand together, you can¡¯t tell which one is Yi Zi and which one is Yi Ling.

    Everything seems to be the same as it was more than ten years ago.

    But Fang Ling felt that Yi Zi was a bit more cold and majestic than Yi Ling.

    If you guessed correctly, Yi Ziling, the head of the girl sect, should only refer to Yi Ling.

    But this didn¡¯t mean anything to him. He smiled at Yi Zi and said, ¡°Long time no see, Miss Yi Zi.¡± (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature for better and faster novels!
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