On the second day, the sky was bright, and it was inside the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo.

Ling Tianyun got up early in the morning, not that he deliberately wanted to get up so early, but that he had not slept all night last night, he felt that the panic he had never felt before appeared in the bottom of his heart, and he felt so helpless and dazed for the first time. He didn't know if he had a life after today, he couldn't help but think of a lot of things, remembered everything in Whitewater City, and remembered Duo'er and her shy face.

His eyes were bloodshot and he walked out of his room and into the wide practice grounds.

At this time, the sun is still shining, and you can see mottled remnants of snow everywhere gradually melting into snow water, flowing everywhere.

And in today's martial arts arena, except for the twelve big men who guarded the four corner towers that he had never seen, there were no other warriors, and there should be Zhong Huangyu's ancestors and grandchildren and the twelve big men who stood on top of the corner towers full of murderous aura in the martial arts field.

An elegant figure approached, the man's warm smile made people feel some inexplicable favor, and an evergreen shirt swayed in the wind, while the man's hands were forever placed in his sleeves.

Ling Tianyun looked at Zhong Jianhong, the eldest son of the Zhong family, and couldn't help but stop. He just wanted to observe the heavily guarded place again, to see if he could find the flaw again so that he could have a chance to escape. Last night, he thought of countless methods and deduced countless times, but found that none of them were successful, and it was impossible for him to escape under the cover of the power of the divine crossbow.

"Brother Ling doesn't seem to have slept well last night."

Zhong Jianhong had a relaxed smile on his face, and there was a slight hint of playfulness in his eyes, which was just a flash, but he was still caught by Ling Tianyun.

"Brother Zhong is serious, but I just remembered some past events that should not be remembered, and I was a little sad, and Brother Zhong was worried."

He didn't fully trust Zhong Jianhong, although the two had worked together once, but that time they just got what they wanted. He wants to get rid of the suspicion of murder, while the other party wants to find the real killer, although the goal is the same, but each needs to be different. He knew that the other party must still be making a final effort at this moment, to put it bluntly, it was to pull him away.

"Brother Ling has figured it out?" Zhong Jianhong seemed to ask casually, and his tone was very calm, as if he was just asking something very ordinary.

"Figured it out." However, Ling Tianyun's answer was very firm, and his tone was also very peaceful, the words of the two of them seemed to be dumbfounded, and a flat sentence seemed to represent everything.

"Hahaha?????????".

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Hehe, it's good that Brother Ling thinks clearly, I don't know when you two brothers will meet today, I hope Brother Ling won't be easily damaged today, otherwise there will be no way to go to today every year to mourn. Thinking about how boring it was when I was left alone at that time. ”

Zhong Jianhong also heard the other party's unexpected voice, and he did not persuade again, but the words were both advice and warning, although there was still a faint smell of melancholy.

"There are times in life when you need to have them, and there are times in life when you don't force them. Even if God wants to lose this, there will be no complaints, and I will thank Brother Zhong for his kindness. Ling Tianyun clenched his fists and said to the other party.

And Zhong Jianhong's eyes flashed with essence, he wanted to speak and stopped, and finally sighed, shook his head and left.

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Ling Tianyun finally saw the arrival of the monk, which made his heart settle down a little, but there were two people he didn't know who came with the old monk. One person was dressed in a long white robe, as perfect as a sculpture, and a pair of star-like eyes were embedded in his delicate face. The man had no beard, and his delicate and flawless countenance could not tell his true age. The man's slender and upright figure, a posture like Yuanzhi Yue Ting, gave people an invisible pressure.

The other person has the appearance of a thief's eyebrows and rat eyes, with a few long hairs hanging on his bare head, such a person feels very funny. The man was dressed in cloth but clean and tidy, and a pair of thief eyes couldn't stop looking around, and the man seemed to be only about fifty years old. Although the old figure is light as a float, light skills must be this person's strength, I am afraid that this person has already practiced his light skills to the point of reaching the peak.

The first time Ling Tianyun saw this thief-eyed old man, he found that he had a familiar feeling, and when he looked at the old man again, he found that the old man seemed to have changed again, and his appearance was still the same. But the temperament suddenly changed, this person felt that after seeing him, he would forget his appearance, and if he saw him next time, it would be the feeling of meeting for the first time. This kind of strange feeling, Ling Tianyun is still the first time to encounter it, but this martial arts talented person also has his own unique ability, so it is indifferent to think about it.

The old monk and Ling Tianyun gave a glance, which could be regarded as a greeting, and this silent greeting made Ling Tianyun's heart settle down a lot.

And the white-robed exquisite man beside him stared at Ling Tianyun for a long time, his eyes as deep as the sea seemed to be able to see through everything, Ling Tianyun was naked as if he didn't have any secrets, and an invisible pressure suddenly approached.

Who is this person, such an unfathomable cultivation, but he has never heard of this person, nor has he seen this person, but it gives him a feeling that he has not seen for a long time.

Ling Tianyun was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly used his strength to resist, only to find that the person had already looked away. Suddenly, he only felt that his whole body was light, and the other party's eyes could give him endless pressure, which showed how profound the other party's cultivation was. But I really haven't seen this person and don't know this person, why do I have a feeling that I haven't met for a long time.

However, the other thief-eyed old man stared at Ling Tianyun with his small eyes, making Ling Tianyun feel like he was being targeted by a thief, and his whole body was very comfortable.

"Ling Xiaoyou, what about that girl, why didn't you bring it with you?"

The old man suddenly winked at Ling Tianyun and burst out a word at him.

And Ling Tianyun was even more confused after hearing his words, as if the second monk was confused, until the moment the old man turned around, he realized that his back was so familiar, it turned out that this person was the second shopkeeper in the inn in Baishi Town. No wonder he had such a strange feeling, it turned out that the shopkeeper in the Baishi Town Inn was made up by this person.

The old monk didn't introduce the two martial cultivators who had come with him to Ling Tianyun, and they were welcomed into the hall by Zhong Huangyu. Ling Tianyun had been wandering outside, no one had invited him in or entertained him, he was like a forgotten person.

Several groups of people from the rivers and lakes came one after another, and two of them were very impressed by Ling Tianyun. One has a red face and a long beard, is nine feet tall, and he holds a long knife in his hand, like the reincarnation of Guan Gong of the Three Kingdoms. The other one was short, as strong as a leopard, with a pair of big eyes like bull's eyes, and those eyes were bright and shining from time to time. These two people in the rivers and lakes give people a feeling of being in a high position, and they should be the people at the helm of a certain gang on the rivers and lakes.

The other groups of people are not very impressed, they are all ordinary people dressed up. Some carried swords, some carried swords, and some held some strange weapons. I don't have any impression of this group of people, mainly because the martial arts cultivation realm of this group of people is not high, at most it is at the same level as Zhong Jianhong.

And the highest martial arts cultivator of this group of people who came to this dojo should be the white-robed and exquisite man, followed by the old monk and the old man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, and then the red-faced and long-bearded man and the kind of man who is short in stature but strong as a leopard. The others were all unpopular characters, and of course, any one of these people came out alone, but it was not something that Ling Tianyun could deal with.

These martial cultivators from the rivers and lakes were all welcomed into the hall by Zhong Huangyu, and there were no more martial cultivators coming for a while, and it was already noon at this moment. Ling Tianyun was like a forgotten bird, walking around in this martial arts arena. Even Zhong Jianhong disappeared, I don't know if he left this martial arts field or found a place to hide.

After the group of martial artists entered the hall, the door in the hall slammed shut. And the two big men guarding the gate of the martial arts arena also retreated and closed the gate heavily.

For a moment, the noisy noise disappeared, and the entire martial arts dojo returned to a dead silence. After the two big men closed the door, they glanced at Ling Tianyun coldly, and then disappeared in front of his eyes.

These warriors were all Ling Tianyun had never seen, looking at their eyes, it was like looking down on life and death, this was a group of dead soldiers cultivated by the Zhong family, and they would always be loyal to the Zhong family.

Although you are in the wide arena, you can look up at any time and see the sun hanging high, as well as the dead trees that are blown up by the cold wind. But Ling Tianyun still felt very depressed, that depression was even more violent than last night, this was a lifeless depression, this was a depression full of blood.

The four "princes' crossbows" that were erected on top of the four corner towers glowed blood-colored under the sunlight.

This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy to wipe out the domestic martial arts forces of the Han Dynasty, but this is just a clever conspiracy. If those people hadn't peeked at that jade pendant, maybe no one would have come to send them to death, but what was the origin of this jade pendant, it could actually gather most of the martial cultivators of the Great Han Kingdom.

The door of that hall was closed, and Ling Tianyun, who was outside the door, didn't know what was going on inside, so he could only stay out of it at the moment.

An hour has passed.

"Boom" with a loud bang,

The door of the hall was torn open and torn apart, and two figures shot out of the sawdust-covered door frame, and in an instant they arrived at the martial arts arena.

Ling Tianyun looked at it and found that the two who shot out were Zhong Huangyu, and the other one was the sturdy man who was short in stature.

After the two landed, they looked at each other from a distance, and the sturdy and short man's breath was chaotic, and he couldn't stop panting in his mouth, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth.

Everything came so suddenly, suddenly making Ling Tianyun tremble fiercely, although he was mentally prepared, he still had inexplicable palpitations in his heart.

Immediately after that, the heroes in the hall came out, and the heroes stood far away, quietly watching. Only the monk and the old man with the thief's eyebrows and the beautiful man in the white robe stood behind the group of martial cultivators, looking at all this quietly.

"Hmph, Zhong Huangyu, isn't it enough that your Zhong family has dominated my Great Han Kingdom's martial arts cultivation realm for so many years. Why do you want to fornicate with the Khitan people to harm us, you Zhong family is unpredictable, it is difficult to do the position of the emperor of the Great Han Kingdom. Your Zhong family has done such an intolerable thing, aren't you afraid of retribution? ”

The stout and short man staggered, and a few hoarse voices came out of his mouth. As soon as he spoke, a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out, staining the placket of his chest extremely red. He must have been seriously injured in that hall, and at this moment he was probably running out of oil and running out of lights.

"When you die, you have to be hard-mouthed." Zhong Huangyu neither defended nor denied it, and did not hide the strong murderous aura in his eyes.

He strode forward, his hands turned into palms, and a fierce red aura burst out from his palm, and the palm was like a thousand pounds and was heavily imprinted on the chest of the sturdy man. The sturdy man's eyes were dead and gray, and he let the other man's palms hit him on the chest. Immediately, the sturdy man was knocked off several feet away like a kite with a broken string, and then fell heavily to the ground, his body squirmed a few times, and there was no breath left.