Lu Zhizhu and Wang Xuan returned to the Devil's Cult three days later, saying they were going to prepare a dowry, but Shi Shengli didn't express anything or object.

The prince and the prince finally lived a happy life. Lu Ling thought it was the end, but three days after his parents left, the dowry did not come, but a group of killers came instead.

The killers were all highly skilled in martial arts, and there were a large number of them. The Yangliu Yiyi faction was severely injured, more than [-] people were killed and injured, and Liu Tingting disappeared.

When the killers were about to leave, Shi Shengli's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hmph, it's okay to tell you, we are all dead soldiers of the Undying Eyes sect." A killer replied.

"The sect of death without peace, the light shines on all generations!" Dozens of killers shouted together.

After shouting, the killers quickly left.

Shi Shengli was silent, but Wei Yanhao looked at Lu Ling, and Lu Ling was also shocked, he didn't even know that there were so many dead men in their sect.

When he knew that Lu Zhizhu was Lu Ling's father, Lu Ling's identity as the leader of the Demon Cult had already been revealed. Anyway, he knew it was useless to conceal it, and Shi Shengli knew that Lu Ling was the leader of the Demon Cult.

At this moment, under the starry sky, Shi Shengli said to Lu Ling word by word: "Blood revenge, I will definitely avenge it with my own hands. For the sake of the love between you and Qingyi, I will let you go once and leave quickly." .Just goodbye to you, you are my enemy."

Lu Ling stared blankly at the corpse on the ground, then at Wei Yanhao, and finally his eyes fell on Shi Shengli's face. When he opened his mouth, Lu Ling found his voice hoarse: "I will find out the truth."

Turning around, Lu Ling was caught by Wei Yanhao. Lu Ling heard Wei Yanhao whispering in his ear: "I will definitely go to you, wait for me."

Lu Ling left in a way that he had never thought of.

Flipping through the novel again in his mind, Lu Ling found that there was a casual writing in the text: The Yangliu Yiyi faction suffered a heavy blow four years ago.

Silently, he found a sub-forum near the Devil's Cult. Lu Ling asked the main forum for some money and a fast horse.

Within three days, Lu Ling returned to the Devil's Cult.

After seeing Lu Ling, Hall Master Zuo wailed again: "Master, it's great that you're back, I can't die with my eyes closed finally..."

But at this moment, Lu Ling, who was extremely anxious in his heart, had no intention of complaining at all. He wanted to know what happened, and asking Zuo Long was the best choice. After all, he was the real ruler of the Demon Cult.

Calling Zuo Long aside to see if there is no one around, Lu Ling asked, "Did you do what Yangliu Yiyi sent?"

Hall Master Zuo looked proud and said, "Yes."

With a click, Lu Ling's heart sank, but why?

The time in this world wasn't too long, but it wasn't too short either. He also stayed in the Devil's Cult for a long time. Lu Ling really didn't think that among the people he knew, there were people who could kill even the old, young, women and children.

When the voice came out again, it trembled a little, and Lu Ling asked, "Why?"

Hall Master Zuo looked proud again, and replied: "It was the old leader's order. Alas, the old leader is really unreliable. After he came back, he knew how to eat, drink and have fun. I heard that he even stole the recipe for the three-meal-a-day pie. Yesterday... "

"Why did the old leader ask you to do this?" Lu Ling interrupted the left leader.

Only then did Hall Master Zuo realize that something was wrong, because Lu Ling could no longer stand up, and he leaned against the stone wall beside him to stabilize his figure.

"Is there something wrong? Don't you like Shi Qingyi? Did he force you? You tell me, if there is anything you don't want, don't worry, I will make the decision for you."

Lu Ling: "Huh?"

Time and space are out of order?Why can't Lu Ling understand what Hall Master Zuo is saying?

"The old leader said that you gave Shi Shengli's son to..., so let me prepare the dowry, and it is almost ready now."

After reacting, Lu Ling breathed out, and asked again: "Yangliu Yiyi was beaten up the mountain by more than 50 demon killers, killing and injuring more than [-] people. You don't know about this?"

After thinking about it for a while, Hall Master Zuo suddenly understood, and shouted angrily: "Could it be that someone is giving our demon sect a shit bowl again?"

"Shh, keep your voice down," Lu Ling felt relieved after seeing the reaction of Hall Master Zuo, "So, it wasn't our Demon Cult who did it?"

"Of course not. Is the Demon Cult easy to bully now? Why do they think about us and push us for something dirty?"

"Forget it, let's investigate slowly. Those 50 people have extraordinary martial arts skills. To be honest, they are very difficult to deal with."

"50 people?"

"Well, there is indeed a tattoo of our Demon Cult on his body, I don't understand that."

Hall Master Zuo may have been speechless for a long time, but the two finally went to find the old leader. After all, this matter will soon spread in the Jianghu, and it is impossible to hide it.

Lu Zhizhu and Wang Xuan were playing cards with the little maid. When Lu Ling found them, they had already lost with ink marks all over their faces.

After calmly wiping their faces clean, the two asked why Lu Ling came back so soon.

Without hiding anything, Lu Ling told what he saw with his own eyes.

After speaking, Lu Zhizhu and Wang Xuan stopped talking.

In the silence, Lu Ling felt a little sad. After all, his parents were once betrayed by his best friend, and now they are betrayed by the congregation. If he were himself, he would probably be so silent.

Thinking about it, Lu Ling raised his head to look at his father, and then Lu Ling saw Lu Zhizhu's face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, holding back some energy, and holding Wang Xuan's arm, trembling all the time.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Lu Ling was anxious.

"Chen Du is a bastard, I will kill him sooner or later, there must be something wrong with the recipe I gave, ouch, Xuanxuan, hurry up and help me to solve it, I can't stand anymore, oops, oops, I can't hold it anymore, ouch Hello……"

A crow croaked and flew by, Lu Ling turned to look at the left hall master and said, "Am I the leader?"

"Yes."

"Then can I decide the internal affairs of the church?"

"Yes."

"Okay, Hall Master Zuo, go and throw my father, that is, Lu Zhizhu, out of the Devil's Cult. I don't want to see him again."

"..."

His filial piety was blinded in vain, Lu Ling thought to himself.

A few days later, the news about the Yangliu Yiyi sect spread all over the world, and the voices condemning the demon sect became louder and louder, but Lu Zhizhu patted Lu Ling's face and said, "Son, don't worry, we can always Find a way to subdue the bad guys."

Lu Ling rubbed his face, and replied: "It's okay, don't slap my face, it's fine, why are you trying so hard?"

Lu Zhizhu looked at his handsome son, and said, "Son, I was prettier than you when I was young. People in the world called Pan An alive."

Lu Ling looked at his father with contempt, he was indeed pretty, but, "But you are old."

Lu Zhizhu: "You little bastard, I'll kill you."

Lu Ling was pinched again by his father, so his blushing face became even redder.

When Wang Xuan entered the door, she saw her son's blushing face, and asked casually, "Son, what's wrong with you, have you been kicked by a dog? Why are you so red, hahahahaha..."

Nodding, Lu Ling replied: "Yes, I was beaten by a dog, hahaha..."

Lu Zhizhu: ...

The days passed quickly, and a month later, Lu Ling finally found some clues, which pointed to the current Ninth Prince.

People in the Jianghu generally don't want to have anything to do with the court. Most of them are the affairs of the Jianghu, but now they have to do it if they don't want to. Tone?

The Ninth Prince is well-known, but it's just a bad reputation.

However, the Ninth Prince does not interfere in politics, so he will not threaten the royal power. Based on this, the emperor will always turn a blind eye. After all, the Ninth Prince is his only brother.

After knowing that it was related to the Ninth Prince, Hall Master Zuo rolled up his sleeves and went to the capital to settle the score with the Ninth Prince.

After Lu Ling tried his best to hold him back, his father slowly sent out a few words: "Let him go, anyway, whoever dies will contribute to the common people."

"Boom, pop, boom, clang..."

The Zuo hall master and the former leader fought, and there were countless spectators from the devil's sect, and there were no people who fought.

Lu Ling couldn't be bothered to watch the two funny guys fight, so he went back to the house alone.

A few minutes later, Cui Cui came in with a carrier pigeon.

After untying the small letter box on the carrier pigeon's feet, Lu Ling took out a note and wrote eight small characters: Tingting was taken into captivity, and it was a matter of Prime Minister Ming.

Apparent?When the prime minister Ming Confucian jade?What about the Nine Princes?what is going on?

When he was about to put the note away, Lu Ling found that there were a few words written on the reverse side: Long time no see, I miss you very much.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like