I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

In the restaurant opposite Lan Xun Pavilion, Ling Xuhui poured down a large glass of wine, coughed twice, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a gloomy face: "Go on, what are you looking at? Ling Shen, go back to the door Are you dead too?"

Ye Chen was forced to be his substitute servant, and after a hundred times of patience in his heart, he raised the flagon and poured it up, and the spirits splashed on Ling Xuhui's cuffs.

Ling Xuhui glared at Ye Chen who was on the opposite side, and did it as if he was angry, and muttered with the strength of alcohol: "It's fine for Ling Shen to get out, anyway, he's useless, and he will cause trouble for me. If it wasn't for him, How could I be retaliated by the Yulong Mansion, now the whole city knows that I am here, and they are all waiting to see my jokes."

Ye Chen said in his heart that you are troublesome enough, and you are still laughing at fifty steps.

"Who the hell are you throwing face at?" Ling Xuhui attacked the surroundings indiscriminately, and smashed the wine glass at Ye Chen, "Can you change your expression?"

Ye Chen froze for a moment, and the wine glass bounced off the table and fell through the translucent shadow. He said coldly, "I have facial paralysis, do I need to show you the medicine list of the Immortal Doctor?"

Ling Xuhui was choked for a moment, and after a while he spat: "If you don't want to follow me, get out, who told you to follow, wait for someone to kill me, don't blame me for pushing you to block the gun."

Ye Chen frowned unobtrusively, and asked, "Why don't you go back to Ling's house."

"What are you doing when you go back? To see my father's face, or to act filial piety as a father and son and beg him for help?" Ling Xuhui rubbed his hair carelessly as if his barbs had been torn off, and said fiercely, "He refuses to send someone to pick me up. There is not even a sound transmission, and if I want to go back, I will go back to the Martial Immortal Gate."

Ye Chen was annoyed by his face-to-face, and couldn't help but say, "Then you... go back."

"Hmph, forget it." Ling Xuhui paused again, and he didn't bother to bother with Ye Chen when he heard the words that Ye Chen reluctantly retracted. He leaned back on the chair with his arms folded, stared out the window and whispered, "Master is not here. Door."

"What does your life do to him?" Ye Chen said indifferently.

"Shut up!" Ling Xuhui said angrily, "You are not Master's disciple, what are you talking about?"

Ye Chen said in his heart, let's go, even Fu Qingxiao doesn't like your virtue, the kindness towards you is not due to the face of Beihai Ling's family.

Seeing that Ye Chen stopped talking, Ling Xuhui felt aggrieved again. He had nowhere to vent against the wind and rain in the city, like a knife hanging above his head. The Ling family didn't care about him, Fu Qingxiao didn't care about him, he couldn't think of what to do for a while. manage.

At this time Ling Qian finally came back, with a dog-legged smile, followed by a woman holding a pipa with her eyes closed.

"What do you mean?" Ling Xuhui pointed to the busker and asked Ling Qian.

Ling Qian persuaded: "Young master, I have visited more than a dozen of our magic weapon shops in the city, and none of them... have received an order to send someone to protect you. I don't think we need to care about this matter. You are the Ling family. Second young master, who dares to touch you? The Patriarch must also be dismissive of this news, doesn't the Patriarch's attitude just mean that the person who let the words is not worth mentioning?"

"Fart!" Ling Xuhui gritted his back molars: "I ask you what you mean by that."

A trace of panic flashed across Ling Qian's face, and he quickly introduced: "The singing girl I met on the road, she has bad eyesight, and she doesn't have enough food. I feel sorry for her, so why don't I bring her back here so that you can relax."

The singing girl saluted and sat down with her pipa in her arms under Ling Qian's gesture. When she spoke, her voice was clear, but the lyrics and melody were extremely mournful, which made people feel pity.

Ling Qian rolled his eyes, and wanted to squeeze a chair with the singing girl, and persuade her to drink: "Young lady, the lingering sound of this song lingers in your ears, moisten your throat first, and then sing."

The singer didn't want to, so she tried her best to hide in the corner.

Ye Chen turned his head, took a deep breath, turned his face and warned: "Ling Qian, let her go."

Ling Qian didn't take it seriously: "Don't forget to respect seniors and juniors, junior brother, it's not your turn to take care of me."

"Then can I take care of you?" Ling Xuhui stood up, his face covered with frost, not at all relaxed as listening to music and watching people.

Before Ling Qian could react, Ling Xuhui drew his sword across Ling Qian's neck, frightened him so much that he bounced up, raised his hand and backed away repeatedly.

"Young, young master, don't be angry." Ling Qian flattered, "I'll just let her out."

"Trash, it's all trash! What's done is not enough to be ruined." Ling Xuhui drew his sword and slapped Ling Qian from the window to the second floor.

Ye Chen stood up, keenly aware of a familiar aura, and glanced at the opposite side. As expected, Lu Yinshuang and Chang Jingyu, who lived in Lanxun Pavilion, were watching from the window.

The singing girl was sobbing and crying, she couldn't see clearly, and she didn't know whether to go or stay. Ling Xuhui was annoyed, and took out a Lingshi from the Qiankun bag, stopped raising her hand, and turned to Yechen: "Is there any silver?" ?”

Ye Chen took out a bank note and handed it to him.

Ling Xuhui threw the spirit stone and the silver ticket over, and chased people away cursingly: "Go away, who would buy it if you sing so badly, you don't even want a brothel with your appearance, find a fairy to heal your illness, go back to your hometown to do some business, don't stay here Annoying."

The singing girl opened her mouth, her heart was complicated, and she didn't know whether the words were good or bad. She picked up the bounty and bowed deeply to express her gratitude before leaving in a hurry.

Ye Chen was slightly surprised, Ling Xuhui left the meal money on the table, opened the door and went downstairs to find Ling Qian.

Chang Jingyu lay on the window sill brazenly watching the excitement, while Lu Yinshuang leaned against the window, thinking.

"How could Junior Brother Yechen be on the same road as Ling Xuhui? He is a disciple of Xianmingtang, and he has never had any contact with Xianmiaotang." Chang Jingyu said puzzled.

Lu Yinshuang didn't answer, and changed the topic: "Don't you care about it?"

Chang Jingyu closed the window indifferently: "I don't want to go, even if the enemy is really forced to do it by your news, they won't do it on the Huashen Road where people come and go."

"It's too late." Lu Yinshuang mocked him lightly, "You don't want to go, but he wants to come."

As soon as Lu Yinshuang finished speaking, there was a noise of pushing and shoving in the stairwell, and Xiaoer shouted loudly: "This young man is so unreasonable! You can't just go up and find someone, I can help you report..."

Chang Jingyu suffered from a severe headache, not wanting to embarrass Xiao Er, so she opened the door and went down to see Ling Xuhui.

As soon as Ling Xuhui saw Chang Jingyu, he exploded. He wanted to carry Ling Qian and leave, but when he approached Lan Xun Pavilion, he noticed the breath of the sword, and came up without thinking.

"Junior Brother Chang, what a coincidence, where is Master?" Ling Xuhui asked.

Chang Jingyu stopped being polite to him, and sneered: "Why don't you ask yourself through voice transmission, my master, why should I tell you?"

As soon as Lu Yinshuang followed, she felt sympathy for Fu Qingxiao.

They made a lot of noise downstairs, and seeing people passing by left and right were all looking here, Chang Jingyu smiled, and said gently: "I understand that senior brother is afraid, and I will definitely protect senior brother and not let senior brother If you are harmed, otherwise there will be no face for Dao Martial Immortal Sect, if Master has orders, I will tell you."

The thorn in Chang Jingyu's words made Ling Xuhui almost explode. He endured it desperately, and was surprised to find that Chang Jingyu had reached the golden core stage. Why is the Love Slashing Sword here with you?"

"My original saber was broken. After the master found out, he asked Master Suzheng to give him the sword." Chang Jingyu said truthfully, "It happened yesterday."

"You deserve it too!" Ling Xuhui scolded contemptuously, he felt lung pain, and he happened to be caught by Ming Fangxue yesterday.

The more he looked at Chang Jingyu, the more angry he became. Why did Chang Jingyu appear so out of thin air that Daowu Xianmen favored him so much?Fu Qingxiao even gave Chang Jingyu the saber Zhan Qing that she used to use.

Ling Xuhui was mixed with jealousy and reluctance, obviously he was the first disciple accepted by Master, but his surname was Ling.

Rather than being let go by Fu Qingxiao, Ling Xuhui would rather Fu Qingxiao teach him a few more words, he didn't even dare to expect Fu Qingxiao to treat him half as he did to Chang Jingyu.

In the danger of his life and resentment and jealousy, he gradually lost his heart, and raised his hand to grab the hilt of his sword.

Lu Yinshuang stepped forward and stopped Chang Jingyu behind him.

"Senior, you don't need to intervene in this matter." A stern look flashed in Chang Jingyu's eyes, he had thought through a lot, and he didn't want to blindly tolerate Ling Xuhui anymore.

"Then, you don't want to be a gentle and honest direct disciple of Dao Martial Immortal Sect?" Lu Yinshuang sneered, "Are you feeding your brain to your cultivation?"

Chang Jingyu was taken aback, then lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I was impulsive, I should find a place where no one is around to avoid future troubles."

Lu Yinshuang: "..." This word is a bit familiar.

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