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After hearing Fang Heng's words, Ye Shuang, who was kneeling in the void, immediately became excited.

Being recognized by the leader of the Zhenwu Sect is undoubtedly his greatest honor!

"Master, since you have returned, I will notify you immediately..."

"It doesn't have to be the latest chapter of the League of Legends in the new era."

Fang Heng waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm here just to see how my hometown is. It looks pretty good now, so I'm relieved. I won't go to Taiqingshan Zhenwumen. There must be sister Liuxia. My younger brother is in charge of it, I don't need to take care of it, so that they don't have to mobilize people for me."

As the words came out, everyone nodded. Fang Heng was the leader of the Zhenwu Sect. Naturally, they had no choice but to obey his orders.

"Okay, you all should leave. I'm going to Central City now to see how the development is going there."

Whoosh!

Between the words, Fang Heng's figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

The people below looked at Fang Heng's leaving figure with complicated expressions in their eyes.

They really didn't expect that today, they would be able to see this mythical figure from the northern continent with their own eyes.

At the same time, they didn't expect that this mythical figure was really so young.

Of course, the next moment, the complexity in their eyes turned into surprise.

Fang Heng, the master of Zhenwumen, disappeared without a trace after the first battle in the central city.

Why it disappeared is no secret in the Northern Continent, Fang Heng was injured.

This point has always been the deepest hidden danger in the mainland. Even if the Zhenwumen has ruled the mainland under the leadership of Fang Heng, and even made the mainland prosperous, but Fang Heng, the core of the mainland, is not there, then this is a huge problem.

Everyone is worried, if Fang Heng doesn't come back, how long can this kind of peace and prosperity last?

Fortunately, Fang Heng is back now.

His return undoubtedly gave the whole continent a reassurance.

……

The news of Fang Heng's return was spreading from Daxuan City at a speed like wind and clouds, and everyone in the mainland was shocked.

It's just that Fang Heng at the same time did not go directly to the central city as he said before. His figure still came to the Zhenwu Mountain Gate in the Taiqing Mountains.

This is the birthplace of the oldest sect of Zhenwu Sect, which has unique significance. How could Fang Heng not come and take a look? He just didn't want to bother people.

Hidden in the space, Fang Heng kept scanning his surroundings. When he found that all the disciples of Zhenwumen were obsessed with martial arts, a smile appeared on his face.

"Liu Xia is indeed an expert in managing the sect. In just a short time, the martial arts culture in Zhenwu Sect has become many times stronger than before. And everyone is strong but not domineering, and is dedicated to learning martial arts. It seems that this place is left to Liu Xia They couldn't be more right."

With a secret thought, after observing Fang Heng for a while, he could see that the true martial arts disciples in Taiqing Mountain really aimed at practicing martial arts, and everyone worked hard. , Wude is extremely high.

This kind of atmosphere is the real martial arts atmosphere. In the future, this kind of atmosphere will make the entire northern continent more open, which is a good sign.

He once again looked at the people in the Zhenwu Hall. Liu Xia, Liu Yun and his sister were practicing, and Li Zhong and others were also practicing in their own rooms. They had also made rapid progress and had all reached the second level of the Virtual Martial Realm. , the latest chapter of three-level marriage with one thought.

Especially Liuyun, with the Glazed Fire bloodline in his body, his realm has reached the fifth level of Virtual Martial Arts!

This cultivation speed is second only to him.

"Hehe, those who cultivate are good, and the atmosphere in the sect is also good, so I don't have to go out to disturb them anymore."

Fang Heng laughed, turned around, and planned to leave.

But just when he was about to leave, his peripheral vision suddenly saw the scene at the corner of Taiqing Mountain.

"Ok?"

With a raised brow, he could see that in the corner of Taiqing Mountain, there was a small grave mound. At the same time, standing in front of the mound was a girl with a beautiful face wearing white mourning clothes.

It's Huang Ling!

At this moment, Huang Ling was standing in front of the grave, with a sad face and gloomy eyes.

Seeing Huang Ling's expression, Fang Heng frowned. He knew that he could not leave quietly. As soon as his figure moved, he broke through the space and came directly to the grave.

The sound of space breaking in Kerala sounded, and Huang Ling, who was standing in front of the grave, immediately shrank his eyes, touched the hilt of the sword at his waist with his palm, turned around at the same time, and looked at the person who came.

"Oh, it's me."

Faint laughter sounded, and Fang Heng looked at Huang Ling in front of him with a smile on his face.

"Fang...Fang Heng!"

Seeing Fang Heng's figure, Huang Ling, who was standing there, was also stunned. The next moment, surprise appeared in his eyes, and he came directly in front of Fang Heng.

"You're back!"

"Yes, I just came back not long ago."

Fang Heng smiled and nodded.

"Is the problem solved?" Huang Ling asked immediately.

"Haha, of course, otherwise how would I come back." Fang Heng said with a smile, "But let's not talk about me, what's going on with you? Why are Marshal Huang's remains and the remains of the three commanders buried here? "

After hearing this, the joy in Huang Ling's eyes turned to sadness, and he said, "My father was a member of Zhenwu Sect during his lifetime. Although he later left the sect and established his own business, in the final analysis, my father's abilities are all He learned it here. Before he died, he told me that he must be buried here. He wanted to return to the mountain gate, and the three uncle commanders also swore to follow my father to death, so I was buried here. Picture Quiet."

"Ah."

Hearing this, Fang Heng also nodded silently. He also saw that there was a simple tomb not far from these graves, which he had built for Elder Gao.

Thinking about the old Gao back then, and thinking about his own achievements today, Fang Heng was filled with emotion in his heart, and finally said, "Since it is the last wish of Uncle Huang and others, it is natural to respect it, but what is the matter with you? Won't you leave here?"

Huang Ling's eyes became even more sad, "My father is dead, and the three uncles who have held me since childhood are dead. They are here, and they are all my relatives. Then where can I go?"

Hearing this, Fang Heng frowned.

He knew that Huang Ling was in a very bad state, depressed and without motivation.

The accurate description is that the heart is dead.

If it were the usual, Fang Heng would never pay much attention to such a person, and he would die. It just proves that his heart is not firm enough to change the external things, but Fang Heng doesn't think so about Huang Ling.

He could know the pain in Huang Ling's heart. Seeing his closest relatives die on the battlefield with his own eyes, that kind of blow brought indescribable pain even if heaven fell to hell.

Even if Fang Heng later avenged her, what came after the revenge was even more complete emptiness.

After all, people die and cannot be resurrected.

In other words, if Huang Ling is still alive now, he is already strong.

"I know you're not feeling well."

Looking at Huang Ling, Fang Heng said, "But don't torture yourself, otherwise Uncle Huang won't feel at ease underground."

"I know, that's why I never let go of my cultivation."

Huang Ling nodded, "I will cherish the life my father gave me. From now on, I will only work harder to comprehend martial arts, but... now I don't want to leave here."

Hearing this, Fang Heng was speechless.

He knew that this was a difficult feeling.

"Ok."

After a while, Fang Heng nodded, "This place is yours from now on. You can stay as long as you want. When you feel that you are almost done, you can go to the Zhenwumen above or the Zhenwumen in the central city." , come in and out as you please."

"Remember, Zhenwumen will be your home from now on."

Hearing this, Huang Ling's gloomy eyes flashed with warmth, "I understand."

"It's a pity that I still have too many things to worry about. Otherwise, I will stay here for ten or eight years to show my kindness to Uncle Huang."

Fang Heng said again, but Huang Ling smiled and shook his head, "You go about your business quickly. If my father knew that you were here with him and didn't care about Zhenwumen's affairs, he might be so angry that he would come to teach you a lesson. "

"Yea, haha……"

Fang Heng laughed, and Huang Ling laughed too.

After a while, the laughter subsided. Fang Heng looked at Huang Ling and said seriously, "No matter what, I will wait for you at Zhenwumen."

"I know."

Huang Ling nodded, "I will definitely go there too."

"Well."

Fang Heng also nodded, and left in a flash.

Through this short conversation, Fang Heng already understood that Huang Ling could only rely on Huang Ling to heal the pain in her heart by marrying the best prince.

Fortunately, after this conversation, he also felt a lot more relieved about Huang Ling. At the very least, Huang Ling remained sober and calm, and knew what he should do.

With this in mind, it was just around the corner for Huang Ling to regain his spirit.

"Now, it's time to go back to Central City. I wonder how my parents are doing now?"

A thought flashed through his mind, and Fang Heng's figure in the space accelerated again, heading directly towards the central city.

At the same time, Central City was where the original Yushang Heavenly Palace was located.

At this time, Yushangtian Palace was no longer called Yushangtian Palace, and was officially renamed Zhenwu Qiandian.

Changing dynasties, of course everything is different. This Zhenwu Qiandian not only changed its name, but also did not have the same structure as the previous Yushang Tianzong. The palaces stand in the sky, giving people a sense of overwhelming power. On the ground, it gives people a sense of stability and atmosphere.

At this moment, in the core of Zhenwu Qiandian, a large hall named Linglong Hall is standing.

This hall is one of the most important halls of Zhenwu Qiandian. It looks quiet outside the hall, but in fact, there is an extremely terrifying aura coming from every corner, which is guarded by masters secretly.

The reason why this hall can be listed as the core is very simple, it is a woman living in this temple.

The current head of the Zhenwu Sect, Fang Heng’s wife, Xiao Linglong!

The battle in the Central City that day shocked the mainland. Long Batian, Xiao Junzi, Fang Heng, and the three forces fought non-stop. In the end, Fang Heng won the victory, which naturally made her happy.

But, she was also very sad.

In that struggle, she was betrayed and stabbed by her own brother.

This sword not only pierced her body, but also pierced her heart.

It was unspeakable pain.

"Fang Heng, I wonder if you are okay?"

In Linglong Hall, Xiao Linglong was sitting in the middle, murmuring, "Will you blame me again?"

The words echoed in the hall for a long time, but no one answered.

"Haha, of course I won't blame you."

Just as the silence in the hall was restored again, a burst of laughter suddenly resounded.

Xiao Linglong, who was sitting in the center of the hall, immediately shook her body and looked towards the direction where the sound came from.

Wearing Tsing Yi, with a calm face, it's not who Fang Heng is!

"square……"

As soon as she uttered a word, Xiao Linglong's body was hugged by a pair of strong arms.

"It hurts you."

The faint words spit out from Fang Heng's mouth, immediately made Xiao Linglong's body tremble slightly, and tears flowed from her eyes.

"When you come back, there will be no pain."