System: The Master who disappeared for 10 years is back

"Mr. Ling has a good temper. I didn't expect that he would show such a fierce face when he came back to the house when he was gentle and gentle outside. Did he owe you money, or did he mistreat you in some way?"

Just when Young Master Ling was looking angry and was about to vent his anger on the maid beside him, a sarcastic voice sounded by the window, making him frown and turn his head to look.

A man with a silver mask was suspended there without any magic weapon.

"who are you?"

The former shouted angrily: "Who allowed you to talk to me like this, come here and slap yourself! If you let me do it, you will die!"

"Oh?"

The man in the silver mask still leaned back slightly, sat on the window sill, took out a fan out of nowhere, and said with a half-smile: "I have no ability, let others beat me like that, and I only have this little ability when I come back. Vent it to the people around you?"

"Are you still a man, just do it if you don't accept it! You are afraid that he will be a hammer. You will lose without even using your Ling family's spells. It's just because your reaction was a bit slow, so you flinched? "

"Coward, cut!"

"Who are you calling a coward!" Young Master Ling endured the pain and stood up. Like a shrew, he stretched out his hand and threw himself at the former.

"That's it? It's too slow, no wonder he was defeated by Yan Ruchen, it's really useless."

"who are you?!"

Mr. Ling sat down on the chair, his eyes were cold, he stared at the silver masked man and shouted.

The latter shook his head, closed the fan in his hand, jumped out of the window in an instant, and disappeared in an instant.

"Stop!" The former ran to the window grinning while holding on to the unhealed wound, but where could he find the trace of the latter?

"asshole!"

Mr. Ling punched the window sill angrily, repeating what the man said just now in his mind, and immediately caught a name:
Yan Ruchen.

"Swallows are like dust, swallows are like dust"

The more he thought about it, the more Mr. Ling's eyes lit up: It's a real hammer!This "Yan Ruchen" must be the one who hurt me in front of the door!
Before he had time to think about it, he called the boy who brought him over that day: "Have the family members arrived?"

"Here, almost there"

"You go to them now, just say that I was injured, let them come to me now, it must be fast, without any delay! This time, I must get back my place, the man said That's right, you just took advantage of my unprepared hands, how can you win?!"

"Huh? Why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up!!"

The boy was frightened by his voice, his body trembled, and he ran out rolling and crawling.

Mr. Ling sat on the bench and began to think about the intention of the man in the silver mask just now. Was he here to tease him?
No.

Or, not all, he came to tell me the name of the person who injured me, not only because he wanted me to take action, but also because there was some conflict between them, and he wanted to borrow my hand to get rid of him.

Could it be that some opponent of the Ling family wants to use my hand to push the Ling family into an ominous place?That "swallows are like dust".Does it have a special identity?

Thinking from left to right, Mr. Ling felt more chilled. Although his strength was not low, he was still weak compared to those strong ones, and his current strength was due to his connections.

Constant thinking, self-reflection, and trying to figure out the possibilities are one of his great strengths.

"No, this kind of thing is beyond my ability, I have to report it quickly." Finally, Mr. Ling stood up, put on his clothes and ran outside.

"Young Master Ling, please stay!"

Just at this moment, a loud and clear voice sounded like a phoenix cry.

"Who?"

The former opened the door, and saw a woman in a bright red long dress standing in front of the door, wearing a phoenix hairpin, with peonies embroidered on her clothes, exuding an incomparably noble aura.

Standing in front of her, it was like a small boat sailing in a vast ocean, which would perish at any moment.

The former turned pale, his face slightly pale.

Be strong! !

Mr. Ling couldn't figure out when such a character appeared in the Tianxin Sect, and it was completely out of the information of their Ling family or even the Sword Soul Sect.

"I've seen seniors!"

The former took a deep breath and quickly bent over to salute. This is the most basic respect.

It was just a few wounds that had just healed, and they were torn apart again. He gritted his teeth in pain, but he didn't dare to show anything.

"Young Master Ling is too polite,"

The woman in the peony suit smiled slightly, like a fairy, noble and unattainable, but not indifferent to others, and walked in. Although the former was polite, Mr. Ling seemed to have a heavy pressure like a rockery , making him unable to get up.

"If you dare to ask this junior where he offended senior, please tell me clearly." Mr. Ling gritted his teeth and said, the wound on his waist had blood stained his underwear, and even traces of blood stained his outer shirt.

"You are the contemporary envoy of the Ling family. You should abide by the rules of each sect, especially my Tianxin sect is the head of the four sects. Where do you have the courage to fight like that in front of my sect?"

"younger generation."

Just as Mr. Ling was about to open his mouth to defend, a spiritual energy blocked his mouth.

"Speaking of elders, this is what your Ling family taught you? Interrupt me? If you were not a messenger, you would already be, no, when you caused trouble in the sect, you would already be a corpse."

The peony group of women said lightly.

"But no matter what, you are also a "noble" person. Since you were injured in front of my sect, it is natural that my sect should come forward to heal your injury. This is the place specially selected by the elders of my sect for you. It is extraordinarily quiet and secluded, which is very beneficial for you to recover from your injuries."

"Until your injury recovers, I hope you can stay here honestly,"

"You, do you understand what I mean?"

As soon as the words were finished, a streak of blood suddenly flowed out from the corner of Mr. Ling's mouth, but he didn't dare to speak any more, so he quickly wiped it off and nodded.

Seeing that the latter had calmed down, the woman opened her eyes and stepped forward to close the window: "Although the weather has just returned to spring, the temperature is still cold. If there is nothing wrong, it is better to open the windows less to avoid catching cold."

Seeing this, Young Master Ling's expression became even uglier.

This is, is he going to be completely locked up here and not allowed to contact anyone?Why? !

Seemingly seeing through his thoughts, the woman smiled lightly, and then, a thinly dressed, comatose boy with faint bruises on his face was thrown in. He was sent out by Mr. Ling just now to find Ling's parents. The old man!
"Little Fuzi?"

Mr. Ling's face changed, he didn't care about the injury on his body, he ran over quickly, felt him in his arms, and he was relieved, but luckily he was just unconscious.

Mr. Ling didn't understand, and couldn't figure it out, why did Tianxinzong do this?What good does it do them?
Who is Yan Ruchen?

Could it be that he is a member of Tianxinzong? ! !