"Teacher obeys the teacher's orders." Three black lines slid down Leng Yetong's head, and it was time for his bad fun again.
Back at the Jinnan Palace, the first thing Baili Liumo did was to have breakfast with her, which was an unstoppable habit. However, when he first entered Luo Yan Pavilion, he felt a little unusual. Looking around, he frowned slightly, Luo Yan Pavilion was a little too quiet today.
"Woo, woo." The woman's low-pitched sobbing sounded, his brows furrowed even tighter, he raised his feet, walked to the back of the bushes, and greeted Xiyue a crying storm pear flower s face.
"Why are you here?" Baili Liumo looked down at her and asked with a frown. Immediately, as if thinking of something, his heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "Did something happen to Tong'er."
"Yes, no." Xiyue raised her head and saw that Baili Liumo was crying even more fiercely. The ambiguous answer gave Baili Liumo the urge to kill.
"What's the matter!?" She cried a little impatiently, and Baili Liumo glared at him and asked sharply.
"Back to the lord, the old man is here, and the master is also inside." Xiyue sobbed, and as she spoke, she seemed to think about how she would look when she was about to come out, and she cried even more fiercely.
"Old man?" Baili Liumo felt very unfamiliar with this title, and frowned, a little impatient, and asked, "Don't cry! What happened!? If something happens to Tong'er, this king All of you must be buried with us!"
"Yes, my lord, hurry up and save the savior, the lord she... she..." Xiyue seemed to be relieved at this moment, as if she had found the savior, kneeling on her knees. In front of Baili Liumo, he recited intermittently, "The old man is the master's master, and he is also known as the ghost king Ling Zhongzheng." When Ling Zhongzheng's name was mentioned, Xiyue couldn't help shivering, and she stopped at the words of her mouth. , seems to be apprehensive about something.
"Keep talking, this king doesn't have so much patience!" Xiyue's hesitant look made Baili Liumo mad, and she kept thinking in her heart, trying to connect her words with her fears, but she was helpless. , The amount of information is too small, he can't connect with each other, he shouted impatiently.
"My lord, the old man and your master, the old man Tianji, are deadly enemies, you know that." Xiyue sank, eased her emotions, paused, and after seeing Baili Liumo nod her head, she continued, "It's like this, the disciples of the old man are not like other sects in the martial arts. They have a mountain of rules. There is only one rule of the old man, that is, all his disciples must not be implicated in the slightest by the disciples of Tianjimen, otherwise they will be ruined. Going to martial arts, whether to save life or not depends entirely on the mood of the old man."
"My lord is a disciple of the old man of Tianji, but he fell in love with the master and even got married. The old man didn't know where he heard the news, so he came to the master, and before he saw the master, he hit the master without saying a word. It's not something ordinary people can afford. The master was afraid that the slaves would be implicated in it, so he let the slaves come out. After the slaves came out, the old man went in and crowned the door.