Looking at Ling Yufei's clear eyes, Lin Haoran couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of himself, turned his head, made a cold face, and said, "Since you have already arrived at the station of the Ling Tian Sword Sect, then start inviting all the disciples of the Ling Tian Sword Sect over now" Although the voice was cold and silent, it was a little more vain at the beginning than at the beginning.Ling Yufei didn't notice it, and started to have the ears around him, but Liu Qingyu glanced at Lin Haoran strangely, from the very beginning of meeting, they found that Lin Haoran seemed to be extremely unaccustomed to Ling Yufei, but just now, he actually had a little bit of a weak heart for Ling Yufei, what was the reason for this.A few people never thought that it was because of Ling Yufei's clear eyes.Hearing Lin Haoran's words, Ling Yufei didn't think much about it, as the Venerable of the Dao Realm, he was currently the person with the highest status in Ling Tianjian's station, so when he gave the order, he saw that except for the disciples guarding the station, everyone else quickly rushed over.Lin Haoran looked at people very quickly, his aura skyrocketed, as if he was not facing these ordinary disciples, but his own enemies, such a violent momentum, even Liu Qingyu, who was firm-minded, could not bear it, let alone others.Lin Haoran's face was a little disappointed, he didn't mean to make trouble, it was just because the inheritance of Sword Eleven was unusually domineering, if his mind was not firm enough, I am afraid that he had not accepted the inheritance of Sword Eleven, so he went directly into the devil and exploded and died.He moved his gaze to Liu Qingyu and said softly, "Is everyone from the Ling Tian Sword Sect here" Liu Qingyu, as the senior brother of the Ling Tian Sword Sect, has his own truth, just like at this time, even if he is looking forward to it with great expectations in his heart, the inheritance of the Eleventh Sword Patriarch, but when Lin Haoran opened his mouth, he still replied respectfully, "Venerable Lin, all the disciples of the Ling Tian Sword Sect are here" A trace of chagrin appeared on Lin Haoran's face, could it really be that he wanted to inherit this inheritance, Passed it on to Ling Yufei beside him, although he has now figured out why the other party is so unpolite, but just now, he showed the other party's face, Lin Haoran didn't want to slap himself in the face so quickly."
No, senior brother, there is another one" Just when Lin Haoran was entangled, Liu Chenfei on the side suddenly retorted.Liu Qingyu looked at Liu Chenfei beside him with some doubts, he really couldn't think of anyone in the Ling Tian Sword Sect who had not been tested by Lin Haoran.You must know that when he was just now, there was no selfishness in the slightest.Seeing Liu Qingyu's puzzled eyes, Liu Chenfei lightly opened his red lips, "Senior brother, have you forgotten him" Liu Chenfei's words, as if opening a mechanism, made the doubts on Liu Qingyu's face disappear, but then there was an extremely complicated look, there was hatred, pity, disappointment, distress, that kind of complex emotion, Lin Haoran had never seen it, he coughed lightly, "Who is this person you are talking about" Liu Qingyu bit his lip, and finally said with some trembling, " Senior sister is talking about our Ling Tian Sword Sect, the descendant of a sinner" Lin Haoran's heart flashed with a hint of understanding, no wonder Liu Qingyu's face was so complicated, the sinner of the sect, just thinking about it, already knew that this person must have committed an unforgivable sin.But Liu Qingyu's distress and pity made Lin Haoran a little curious, in fact, according to common sense, such a person would definitely not be able to bring it to Lin Haoran, but who made Lin Haoran's curiosity come up now."
Since there is still such a person, then you let him come over" In the middle of Ling Tianjian's station, in a gray tent, a young man with disheveled hair, shabby clothes, and a cold face nested in the corner of the tent, without the slightest sound, if it weren't for the slight breathing, Lin Haoran would almost think that no one existed in this tent.The young man's face was pale and cold, like a north wind whistling in winter, and there were thick chains on his wrists and ankles, which shimmered with a faint blue light, and he knew by looking at them that they were not ordinary chains.Sensing someone coming in, the boy's face was numb, but he just glanced up at the person who had entered, and then fell silent again, as if there was nothing to pay attention to.Seeing the appearance of the young man, Liu Qingyu and Liu Chenfei's eyes flashed with a trace of distress, but then it turned into hatred, and as for the others who followed Lin Haoran in, they all looked disgusted and hated.Only Lin Haoran and Cang'er were stunned in place, Lin Haoran only felt that there was a thunder explosion in his ears, and his whole person's mind had begun to blur, as if he was blocked by something, and the things in front of him began to become blurred.Cang'er also looked stunned, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.Even if the face in front of him was immature and numb, how could he not recognize this face, he turned his head to look at Lin Haoran beside him, only to see Lin Haoran, who had already killed decisively, at this moment he was like a child who was out of control, and the tears on his face fell little by little, crystal clear, which made people's hearts ache.In fact, both of them knew that the person in front of them was not the one they knew, but no matter what, when they saw this familiar face again, the sadness that was suppressed in their hearts seemed to be stimulated in an instant.Lin Haoran's tears slipped down little by little, from his cheeks to the corners of his mouth, dripping down his chin, dripping on the ground, making a slight clicking sound.Qing Ming is a very unique existence for him, his master, his comrades-in-arms, his backing, his hole cards, and the dependence of all his confidence.Although the original Qing Ming was a flying spirit realm, for Lin Haoran, this meant separation, and this separation was unacceptable to Lin Haoran.Earlier, he deliberately buried this kind of longing in the depths of his heart, as if he didn't remember, Qing Ming didn't leave his side.But this kind of disguise, when he saw the familiar face in front of him, suddenly collapsed, and it had no effect, and he cried not only because of the face in front of him, but also because of the Qing Ming who had ascended to the spirit realm.t1706231537: