In Huayu Pavilion, Wu Ling suddenly felt uneasy. He had this feeling only when the Feng Family came to attack the Wu Family.
This feeling was inexplicable, but it was so real. Thinking about the many things that happened recently, Wu Ling immediately thought whether Song Ming couldn't help it and did something to the Wu Family Mansion.
No matter whether things were like this or not, Wu Ling was not in the mood to stay in Huayu Pavilion anymore, so he declined several invitations from Wu Xieyang and rushed to Tianxiang City alone.
At this time, it was late at night, Wu Ling had bad luck, and suddenly heavy rain began to fall in the sky, which made Wu Ling melancholy for a long time. It's really unfortunate that things don't come, one after another, one after another, one after another.
The torrential rain poured down, and every peas-big raindrop fell from above nine days, making the skin hurt.
Wu Ling was anxiously rushing on the way back, ignoring the downpour and thunder and lightning. To him, all the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking, and it seems to him that he is unaware of it.
"I urged the qi of my whole body, and used my full strength to use the feathered step, still can't keep up with Yang Tian, even half of his speed, it seems that the gap between me and that guy is still very large." Wu Lingmo I felt cold, but not cold from the rainstorm, but cold in my heart: "Could it be that three years is really too short."
Wu Ling murmured a little in his heart, Yang Tian's speed was really fast, Tianxiang City and Huayu Pavilion were thousands of miles away, and he arrived in only half a day, and he was still carrying Wu Ling.
Wu Ling asked herself, her current self is far from reaching that level. This is this road, this same road, Wu Ling has to spend a day.
This is the gap. The realm of chemical weapons and the realm of physical weapons are really different from each other. And speed is just a small part of the huge gap between the two.
"I can't keep up with him now, it doesn't mean that I won't be able to catch up with him after three years. This kind of thing will always be known after trying it." Wu Ling changed his mind and immediately relieved. He is an open-minded person, he will not worry about such things, nor will he worry about others. What's more, he is much younger than Yang Tian, younger, coupled with down-to-earth hard work, diligent practice, is the biggest capital. Moreover, he didn't have time to think about it carefully, because the feeling of anxiety in his heart became stronger and stronger.
"The only plan for now is to mobilize all the qi in the Zhenwu Universe Mirror, and rush back to the mansion as quickly as I can. I hope Song Ming will not come to cause trouble at this time, and I hope that Yuyan and the others can protect the mansion. ."
"Hey." The rare head fell dejected, among the vast rain of Huayu Immortal Mountain, Wu Ling's thoughts turned a lot, and he just wanted to have his wings on his back. In anger, he had no choice but to vent his depression with a long roar up to the sky.
No matter how heavy the torrential rain is, he can't stop his worries about many relatives and friends in Tianxiang City.
Fortunately, he was strong-minded, and he was simply worried and useless. It's better to drive the road with all your strength and run faster to get back as soon as possible.
"However, if you think about it carefully, Song Ming is at best the pinnacle of Yi Sui. As for the few servants of the Song family, Yu Yan should be able to deal with them." Wu Ling thought, "No, A Li hasn't fixed the green yet. Qi, I’m afraid it’s not Song Ming’s opponent yet. It seems that this time I’m going to rely on Liyun Shibasha, who is away from home."
At this moment, Wu Ling was like a student waiting to reveal the list at the end of the college entrance examination in her previous life, and she was very entangled in her heart. When the truth of the matter is not known, people are always full of various speculations, and Wuling's small mortal is naturally inevitable.
As he thought about it, Wu Ling's ears trembled slightly: "There is a fight, someone is coming!" Immediately he frowned, "Before the gate of the Huayu Pavilion, who would dare to make such a mistake?"
Grasping his mind, Wu Ling took a deep breath, secretly concealing his figure calmly, and slowly looking back: "Now I am eager to hurry, and it doesn't matter to hang up high, it's better not to provoke me!"
It was the dark night, and the heavy rain was so intense, the sky was gloomy like hell. Fortunately, Wu Ling is a Yi Sui cultivation base, with a good body and excellent vision. At a glance, he saw one person running ahead and a group of people chasing after him.
Fleeing in front was a young man a few years older than Wu Ling. When he saw someone in front of him, he immediately shouted: "This brother!"
Wu Ling thought that this young man asked him to save people, but the young man's arm was bleeding while shouting: "Xiongtai, this group of people are extremely vicious, you go quickly. Otherwise, they will kill you."
A smile appeared in Wu Ling's eyes that were hard to melt like iron stones: "This person is interesting, he is dying. He also took care of a stranger."
In the blink of an eye, the young man ran wildly, passing by Wu Ling, and shouting anxiously: "Go away!"
A group of people behind were grinning wildly, galloping over like a whirlwind, with the sword in their palms raised high, and seemingly fiercely cut to Wu Ling: "Seeing us doing things, don't even think about leaving alive!"
Wu Ling coldly stretched out his hand and slashed! The action was completed in one go, extremely violent, and slashed away with a thunderous palm. The man's knife was knocked off with a "pop", and the first-level "pop" burst into the sky!
There were about twenty people in the team next to him. They were surprised and angry when they saw their companions beheaded with a palm. One of the big Hantons slashed frantically: "Boy, you want to die! Do you know who the uncle is."
Wu Ling saw at a glance that this person's cultivation was the fourth level of Yijin, and vaguely saw many people besieging him not far away.
And the costumes of these people were actually the costumes of the Yama Temple he was familiar with.
Why are these people again? It's really lingering.
Wu Ling's heart moved, but he was not eager to kill people. His eyes moved again and again, and he scanned the faces of the twenty people one by one, but he didn't find Wu Yiyang's figure, so he was relieved.
The people in Yan Luo Temple should know his appearance. He is now anxious to return to Tianxiang City, and does not want to entangle this group of people too much. But at this time, the rain over the sky happened to help him a lot, and under the rain curtain, plus the time of the night, those people obviously hadn't discovered his identity. As long as Wu Yiyang is not present, he still has the confidence to leave calmly.
"Let's let these people go today!" Wu Ling thought in her heart, and wanted to turn around to find the young man who had just reminded him, and then left together.
Turning his head, the man looked at him blankly. Wu Ling gave a soft drink, and instead of fighting with the group of people in Yan Luo Temple, she walked around the young man and whispered, "Go!"
This young man was also on the fourth floor of Yijin, but he had already planned to escape. Wu Ling's suggestion was just right for him.