The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 88

Ding Chi was shocked, thinking that Zhao Yu was going to hurt Ling Shuanghua, and when he was about to raise his fists, he realized that Zhao Yu had just shattered the window between him and Ling Shuanghua.

After the window was shattered, Ding Chi finally saw Ling Shuanghua who was thinking about it day and night.

Although Ling Shuanghua's eyes were full of reluctance at the moment, he still turned around when Ding Chi's gaze was on her!

She swore that she would never see him again in this life...

"Sister Shuang, I..."

Ding Chi took a step towards the window excitedly, but after seeing Ling Shuanghua turn around, he withdrew to his original position.

"Brother Ding, let's go, leave Jingzhou Mansion, and don't come back!"

Ling Shuanghua turned his back to Ding Chi, and although he spoke decisively, he was crying, and even Zhao Yu who was beside him could hear the reluctance in it.

Seeing that the two people who have no gap between them are still so ink-stained, Zhao Yu's toothache looks like this!
"Actually, things are not as complicated as you imagined? There is only this window between you..."

While talking, Zhao Yu stared at Ding Chi's expression.

Seeing that this guy's expression finally showed a flash of struggle, Zhao Yu stepped forward and patted Ding Chi on the shoulder, and said softly: "Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again... Have you ever thought it through?"

Ding Chi raised his head abruptly, stepped over the window sill, came to Ling Shuanghua and said decisively: "Sister Shuang, let's go together and leave Jingzhou City, there is always a place for us in the world!"

"But... but I swore a poisonous oath in front of my mother's spiritual seat, I can't go with you..."

Ling Shuanghua looked at Ding Chi, although he really wanted to wander the world with this man, but he couldn't get rid of the shackles in his heart.

"I swear this stuff... no one has set the number of times, right?"

Zhao Yu heard that Ling Shuanghua's tone had begun to waver, and immediately stepped forward and said, "You can definitely post it again."

"But my father..."

"Your father is not God, he will not be in charge of the sworn matter!" Seeing that Ling Shuanghua was still hesitating, Zhao Yu directly interrupted her.

"Brother Ding..."

Ling Shuanghua finally turned around and looked at Ding Chi behind him.

Their eyes met, and all the worries in their hearts gradually dissipated.

Seeing that the two of them were finally enlightened, Zhao Yu also heaved a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he didn't need to bother so much if he wanted to obtain the Divine Illumination Sutra.

After embedding flowers and trees, not only can he get the Divine Light Sutra, but he can also get Ding Chi's strong inner strength.

But Zhao Yu is not a bloodthirsty monster after all!

Facing a foolish man like Ding Chi, it is certain that he will dislike him, but if he is desperate to absorb the inner strength of Shenzhao, he still can't do it.

Seeing that the two of them had put down their burdens and were about to start a new life, there were sudden shouts of killing in Ling's residence.

Ling Shuanghua, who had already come to the spirit seat and planned to swear again, stood up immediately after hearing the shout of killing.

"Brother Ding, someone assassinated my father..."

Ling Shuanghua looked at Ding Chi eagerly. She knew that it was not just ordinary masters who could enter the Ling Mansion.

With those prefect's personal soldiers, it is impossible to be the assassin's opponent. The only one who can save her father right now is the man in front of him.

"You are busy with your work, I will save your father-in-law!" Zhao Yu hurriedly stopped Ding Chi who was about to turn around.

After finally matching these two people up to this point, he almost trembled at the sight, he didn't want Ding Chi to save Ling Tuisi, and his success fell short!
Before Ding Chi could reply, Zhao Yu flew out of the window and went straight to the back hall of Ling Mansion.

At this moment, the members of Xuedao Sect, under the leadership of Bao Xiang, had entered Ling Tuisi's dormitory.

Ling Tuisi's soldiers are all disciples of the Longsha gang, and their martial arts are not bad, but they are obviously not enough for the monks of the Xuedao sect.

Zhao Yuding looked around, and a strong monk with a full face and beard took the lead and went straight to Ling Tuisi who had just walked out of the room.

"Shoot arrows!!"

Seeing Baoxiang coming straight towards him, Ling Tuisi immediately ordered the archers beside him to release arrows.

The arrow went straight to Baoxiang, but was avoided by Baoxiang monk. Instead of hurting Baoxiang, he shot and killed two prefect soldiers behind Baoxiang.

Baoxiang swept forward with his sword, and the blade passed, and the two archers were killed on the spot.

Ling Tuan thought there was no way to retreat, but Bao Xiang kicked him in the chest and fell to the ground.

Baoxiang didn't talk nonsense, the machete flashed a cold light, and went straight to Ling Tuisi who was lying on the ground.

Seeing that Ling Tuisi was about to receive a lunch box, at this moment, a figure rushed out from the side of the two of them, raised his hand and took Bao Xiang's scimitar.

"Who are you?!"

Bao Xiang was taken aback, the scimitar in his hand landed three inches from the man's palm, no matter how difficult it was to fall!

Zhao Yu didn't bother to answer this guy, his inner strength poured into his palm and shook Baoxiang's scimitar away.

As soon as they fought, Baoxiang already knew that he was not Zhao Yu's opponent, so he stopped hesitating and started to move towards the wall.

"Want to run?"

Zhao Yu raised his hand abruptly, hooked the fingers of his right hand, and a terrifying suction force poured out of his palm, directly capturing the treasure elephant from a distance of seven or eight steps!

"Suction power?!"

Bao Xiang's expression changed drastically when he was caught by the terrifying inner strength. His inner strength, which he had cultivated for decades, was absorbed by that person continuously, just like a great river.

Seeing that the internal energy from hard training was about to be sucked dry, Bao Xiang was terrified, and then threatened: "My lord, I am the head disciple of the Blood Knife Sect. The ancestor of the Blood Knife is now a great master. If you hurt me, the ancestor will definitely kill me!" I won't let you go!!"

"Old Patriarch Blood Knife?"

Zhao Yu smiled disdainfully and said, "I'm really afraid that he won't come..."

From the beginning of passing on Jianghu, Zhao Yu has actually been thinking about the blood knife that is as thin as a cicada's wings!

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yu sucked all of Baoxiang's inner strength.

Zhao Yu stepped forward, groped for a while on Baoxiang's body, and then took out a cloth bag from this guy's arms, and what was wrapped in the cloth bag was the Blood Knife Sutra!
Ling Tuisi was rescued, got up and came to Zhao Yu, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you young hero for saving my life!"

When sneaking into Ling's mansion, Zhao Yu changed his clothes, and when Zhao Yu and others entered Jingzhou mansion, every time Ling Tuisi begged to see him, Shen Lian blocked him back.

So although Ling Tuisi knew that the governor of Jinyiwei Beisi had come to Jingzhou Mansion, he didn't know what the governor looked like.

"Do not……"

brush! !

Just when Zhao Yu opened his mouth to say no, there was a sound of tearing silk from his back.

However, Ling Tuisi, who was still grateful to De De a moment ago, now has a dagger in his hand, stabbing Zhao Yu's back heart!

Ling Tuisi knew in his heart that most of the people who appeared in Ling's mansion at this time came for the treasure of Liancheng.

The people from the Blood Knife Sect are like this, and the young man with strange martial arts in front of him must be like this too.

The treasure of Liancheng belongs to him, and no one can touch it! !
"Sure enough, this good man can't do it..." Zhao Yu turned around slowly, staring at Ling Tuisi with a horrified expression.

(End of this chapter)