The barrier shattered silently, and Ling Shanhai opened his eyes angrily, as if he was unwilling to end up like this.

The arrow pierced the ground, and its tail feathers swayed slightly.

Lu Yinshuang shook Ling Shanhai's hand away, put away Mingli Xuanjia and Yingzhang, raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his mouth, not suppressing a series of hoarse coughs.

"Senior!" Chang Jingyu jumped down from the cliff, revealing the original battlefield full of devastation and smoke, the scorching heat of the fire sword energy is gradually subsiding, leaving behind the corpses that died under the Hanhai sword of his own patriarch.

"It's still in time." Lu Yinshuang gasped for breath, his figure flickered, and was supported by Chang Jingyu, and the elixir was handed to him immediately.

"Senior is seriously injured, please sit down and adjust your breath first." Chang Jingyu persuaded, turning his head to look at Ling Shanhai who was lying on his back on the ground, he was indeed breathless.

Lu Yinshuang put his hand on Chang Jingyu's shoulder and raised his head slightly: "No problem, go see if Ling Xuhui is awake."

A sour taste rose in Chang Jingyu's heart, and he helped Lu Yinshuang to pass sullenly.

"Why, let me tell you the plan this time, so how can I offend Mr. Chang?" Lu Yinshuang was still in the mood to joke.

Chang Jingyu glared at him, and said dissatisfied: "Senior is proficient at risking his life, so he is not afraid that I am late, or the token is wrong and cannot sense each other's position."

Lu Yinshuang remembered that this scene had happened more than once, so he looked up at the sky and said nothing.

Chang Jingyu looked at the clear fingerprints on his neck, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt grievances surging in her chest, she stood in front of him and forced Lu Yinshuang to stop.

Lu Yinshuang had no choice but to ask patiently: "Mr. Chang, what's the matter?"

Chang Jingyu frowned and found a thin scarf from his Qiankun bag, thinking about putting it on Lu Yinshuang on his toes, Lu Yinshuang subconsciously lowered his head to cooperate with him, their foreheads simply bumped into each other.

"Hiss..." Chang Jingyu hung the scarf around Lu Yinshuang's neck, covered his head and complained, "Senior's head is so hard, it seems that he doesn't need help at all."

"Then are you willing?" Lu Yinshuang choked him reflexively.

Chang Jingyu's mouth froze.

Lu Yinshuang was also a little annoyed, and left with a cold snort and flung his sleeves.

Chang Jingyu covered her mouth, laughed a little, and asked contentedly, "Senior, will you use Ling Shanhai's corpse to find clues to the soul master?"

"I won't do it myself this time." Lu Yinshuang gave Chang Jingyu a reassuring answer.

Chang Jingyu's expression changed from cloudy to clear: "Well, then senior should take a good rest."

Ye Chen was slightly injured, and he had already treated Ling Xuhui's trauma. Lu Yinshuang let go of Chang Jingyu and asked, "How is he?"

"My lord, it's best to send him to the hospital as soon as possible." Ye Chen glanced at Ling Xuhui who was lying on the ground, "He has broken two ribs and is not suitable for activities."

Hearing Lu Yinshuang's voice, Ling Xuhui opened his eyes, he was still not fainted, and said weakly: "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Chang Jingyu nodded, seeing Ling Xuhui's face like gold paper could not help feeling a little sympathetic.

"Then why are you still watching me in a daze!" Although Ling Xuhui was seriously injured, he still managed to make people hate him.

Lu Yinshuang: "..." When I am willing to watch you.

Lu Yinshuang reached out and flicked the Qiankun bag, and took out an envelope on the spot. With his fingertips, he gathered his spiritual energy and branded the words "Ling Xuhui, the head of the Ling family in Beihai, personally" on the paper, and handed it to Ye Chen.

Ling Xuhui raised his head with great effort, Ye Chen pressed his forehead and pressed it back for him, shook the envelope in front of his eyes, opened the letter paper and showed it to him.

Ling Xuhui felt that his brain might be dull due to blood loss and hypoxia, and it took him a while to understand this eloquent letter full of bureaucratic accents, and then tentatively said: "...You guys, just push me to be the head of the house? I conspired with you to kill me Ling Shanhai, how can he be the head of the family?"

"If you don't tell me, who has the evidence?" Lu Yinshuang said confidently, "Ling Shanhai's subordinates can still spread the word that he can't succeed in colluding with the Demon Cultivator?"

"No..." Ling Xuhui still couldn't turn the corner.

Lu Yinshuang said nonsense without changing his face: "How about this, you brought your classmates and friends back to Beihai to play, but they were hijacked here, Ling Shanhai went to the meeting alone to rescue you, the enemy asked him to hand over the Hanhai that he got by chance. For the shooting star map, Ling Shanhai refused, so everyone exchanged fire, Ling Shanhai wiped out the enemy, but he lost sight of it and was shot in the back and died on the spot."

Ling Xuhui: "..." Can you still do this?

"Don't worry, it's Jing Ting Island Ling Haoyu who is on the cusp now, and the traitors of the magic cultivator who are cooperating with them. You just need to bring Ling Haoyu to Ling Haoyu, and say that Ling Haoyu revealed the secret of Ling Shanhaihui's Hanhai Sword and attracted the magic cultivator. "Chang Jingyu was extremely talented and quickly followed his train of thought.

Ling Xuhui: "..." I think you are also a member of the Demon Cult.

The corner of Lu Yinshuang's mouth twitched, and he continued with a dry cough: "That Shen You was killed by the Hanhai Sword Style, and the five Jindan stage subordinates also died by the Hanhai Sword. The arrows are the same, as long as they are accomplices, the details of the evidence in your favor will be kept intact, and the rest will be cleaned up on the spot.”

Ling Xuhui felt that this was putting food on his lips, and he couldn't do without it. He said in a daze, "You can do whatever you want. Anyway, I just want to save Ah Yun. It doesn't matter if I become the head of the family or not."

"It's still somewhat helpful." Counting the time, Lu Yinshuang turned around and summoned Feilu from the interspatial ring.

Fei Lu tilted her head, and suddenly sensed a familiar aura, and with a flap of her wings, she flew into the air and headed straight for the sea.

On the blue sea, a light boat approached, and Fei Lu was happily circling around the two people in the boat.

"It's Venerable Xie and Master Shen... Shen Wei." Chang Jingyu said unexpectedly, "Isn't Venerable Xie very busy?"

"The most troublesome problem has been solved." Lu Yinshuang smiled.

The light boat docked, Feilu leaped off the beach, raised her wings and pointed at Lu Yinshuang, and blew sharply to express her dissatisfaction towards Xieqiao.

Xie Qiao stroked the feathers on its back with a smile, and said loudly, "Emperor..."

"This is your first time in Beihai City." Lu Yinshuang took a step forward and interrupted Xie Qiao calmly.

Xie Qiao: "..." You play so big together, you still pretend.

Xie Qiao put down his hand that wanted to salute, turned to Fei Lu and said, "I haven't seen you for so long, I'm hungry and thin! Wait for me to seek justice for you."

Shen Pingfeng got off the boat after him, held the folding fan and swept it away, and put the boat, which gradually became smaller under the spiritual power, back into the Qiankun bag.

"Brother Lu, what you did made it difficult for me." Xie Qiao passed away with regret, and patted Lu Yinshuang's shoulder painfully, "Fei Lu is so important to me, you can just abduct it without permission, and let Fei Lu Lu is wronged, young man, next year's salary will be collected by the state treasury."

Lu Yinshuang: "..." That's too much.

Chang Jingyu endured desperately, and laughed like a crow, he noticed that Xie Qiao's hand on Lu Yinshuang's shoulder took the opportunity to use his spiritual power to pass, and he didn't expect that Master Xie, who took over the power, was such a skinny type.

"Master Xie's joke is a little too much." Shen Pingfeng stood beside Xie Qiao and said solemnly.

"That's right, your lord has a lot." Xie Qiao cupped his hands to Lu Yinshuang.

"Stop it for half a year." Shen Pingfeng said with a light smile.

"Don't hold grudges with this little money?" Xie Qiao continued.

Lu Yinshuang took a deep breath and exhaled again, then turned her head and glared at Chang Jingyu.

Chang Jingyu barely stopped laughing, and said innocently: "I can lend my Zhang Jing card to seniors for urgent use without charging interest."

This time, the two of Linyuan Palace laughed, Xie Qiao said that the kid has a future, Shen Pingfeng sincerely agreed, Lu Yinshuang stood in the middle and felt his brain was ringing, deeply feeling that he had made an extremely wrong decision.

He had a cold face, but he was not angry, and vaguely recalled the days when he and Xie Qiao were stationed in Fenxing City.

At that time, Xie Qiao was more difficult to figure out than now. He was keen on studying torture and torture, turning his face like a book, but he was powerful. Everyone feared him, only Lu Yinshuang could be regarded as a friend.

But sometimes Xie Qiao also finds Lu Yinshuang difficult to deal with. He invites Lu Yinshuang to drink, but Lu Yinshuang usually refuses. If he directly grabs someone to drink, Lu Yinshuang will follow him.

To this day, Xie Qiao still doesn't understand what's wrong with Lu Yinshuang, but after he got to know Shen Pingfeng, he often remembered that he didn't bring Lu Yinshuang when he was eating and drinking.

"Cough, senior, reach out your hand, let me bandage it for you." Chang Jingyu laughed enough, and then noticed the two scars on Lu Yinshuang's palm when he held the blade, and grabbed his wrist involuntarily. .

Lu Yinshuang clicked his tongue, but didn't say anything in the end, and let him take out the well-equipped medicine box from the Qiankun bag to work.

Xie Qiao looked at the two of them without any trace, and thought that after so many years, he was still doing this when he was a god, wouldn't he be trapped by others.

Shen Pingfeng went with him to watch Ling Xuhui, and saw from the corner of his eye that he did not let go of his guard against Chang Jingyu, nor did he intend to persuade him, and sighed while looking at the beach and jungle in Beihai.

"I thought you would be more..." Xie Qiao thought in a low voice, "I have mixed feelings."

"I never came to the North Sea when I was in the Realm of Cultivation." Shen Pingfeng confessed, "Actually, I couldn't swim before, and I almost drowned when I first arrived in the Sinking Realm."

Xie Qiao snorted two sinister laughs: "I said how you looked like a floating corpse when I found you."

"Uh, don't mention the details that affect your demeanor." Shen Ping closed her folding fan and picked her bangs.

Xie Qiao quickly walked away from him, Shen Pingfeng still followed unhurriedly, he thought that he would not be able to let go of the realm of cultivation, but when he actually set foot on this homeland, he found that what he cared about was still the people walking in front of him.

When he was in the Flame Soul Prison, he thought that if he really died like this, Xie Qiao would scold him for being ungrateful when he saw the suicide note, and if he was taken in by Linyuan Palace, he still missed the soul returning to his hometown, would he go to the Realm of Cultivation to give it to him? Building a decent tomb, will you feel somewhat lonely without him by your side?

"What are you thinking about?" Xie Qiao stopped and squatted beside Ling Xuhui, and turned to ask Shen Pingfeng.

Shen Pingfeng said euphemistically: "I'm thinking about the realm of cultivation, but I'm still too far away." It's too far away from you.

Ling Xuhui, who was already very calm: "..."

Ling Xuhui insisted: "This Lord Xie, what's the matter?"

"Congratulations, little brother, for succeeding the Patriarch. Since the Patriarch has accepted the official letter, he must have allowed me to move freely within the Beihai area." Xie Qiao bowed his hands politely.

Ling Xuhui thought to himself that the pile of nonsense was an official letter, so he had no choice but to agree: "Okay."

Xie Qiao snapped his fingers and stood up, Feilu ran to the side knowingly, Xie Qiao told Yechen: "You take Feilu to send him back to the city, prepare your speech, and Transsion will contact the surrounding sects to inform Beihai of the changes, and then send him off officially Send a letter to the Four Great Immortal Sects. Tomorrow, Yuntu will record a copy of Ling Shanhai's tragic death in battle. The Ling family will never let go of the determination of the real murderer behind the scenes, and the rest will be handled according to the rules."

"Yes, my lord." Ye Chen took the order, moved Ling Xuhui, who had been too much stimulated, onto Feilu's back, and sent him to the City Traditional Chinese Medicine Center.

The author has something to say: The scumbag father scolds black and white for being despicable and shameless

Lu Yinshuang: I think this corpse can be forged again

Xie Qiao: That’s right, it has to be tragic, it has to be impactful, and it has to be able to resonate

Chang Jingyu: Wait until I go to the Law Enforcement Hall to give false testimony

Ling Xuhui: ...

Ling Hongni: Second brother, times have changed!

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