5165: Who's following us?

Who's following us?

"Young master, isn't this a little too risky?" The guard immediately guessed Zhan Xucheng's intention. He clearly wanted to gather people to attack Ling Chuxi.0

"Although the black Zen Supreme's residence is declining, it's not weak. It won't be easy for them to make a move after they return.

Old Qiu and old PU are both late stage of the Supreme level, but the fifth and sixth elders are not much weaker than them. With the help of the Masters they brought out, it's the best time to strike. At least it's much easier than killing our way in. " Seeing that the guard understood his meaning, Zhan Xucheng did not hide anything.

He had his own plans in mind. In the past few years, his position in the clan had been declining day by day. If this continued, the position of young master would fall into the hands of others sooner or later. If he could capture Ling Chuxi, it would be a great merit. At least in the short term, no one would be able to shake his position.

"Young master is very polite," The guard took the opportunity to flatter. In his heart, he also agreed with Zhan xutong's words. If they really waited for Ling Chuxi and the rest to return to the black Zen Supreme residence, not to mention the other elders, even the protective array would not be easy to break. If they really wanted to attack, the chances of them being killed halfway would be higher.

After finding another confidant and ordering him to bring the Honorable King's token to gather the fifth elder and sixth elder's men, Zhan Xucheng and the others chased after Ling Chuxi and her group.

Since he had already made plans, he naturally would not just wait around. Last night, he had sent someone to tail Ling Chuxi and the others and knew their movements. The person who had found them was the local tyrant of Dao An city. There was nothing special about him, so he did not attract the attention of Ling Chuxi and the others.

Zhan Xucheng didn't notice that just as they were leaving the city, a pair of cold eyes were staring at them, and a trace of hostility flashed through them.

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At this moment, in the all elixir Pavilion. Xu Ziqing and the pavilion master were talking.

"What? Ling Chuxi? you said that person's name is Ling Chuxi? Are you a disciple of the black Zen Supreme residence?" In the guest room of the all elixir Pavilion, Pavilion master Qiao stood up and said in surprise.

These few days, he had been constantly inquiring about Ling Chuxi's whereabouts. He did not even attend the auction. However, as the pavilion master of the all pills Pavilion, who had been in a high position for a long time, he was not as efficient as his manservants when it came to finding people.

"What's wrong?" Xu Ziqing was a little confused.

He had come to find Pavilion master Qiao to discuss important matters. He did not expect that before he could even speak of the important matters, Pavilion master Qiao would become so excited upon hearing Ling Chuxi's name.

"Master Xu, I still have some urgent matters to attend to. I'll take my leave for today. Let's meet again another day." Pavilion master Qiao found it difficult to explain to him, so she apologized and hurriedly left.

The young master seemed to attach great importance to this Ling Chuxi. It was not easy for him to find out the news, so of course, he had to tell him as soon as possible.

Master Xu also stood up. He had wanted to say a few more words, but seeing his anxious look, he could only stop.

Seeing the pavilion master's anxious look, the servant boy guarding the pill Pavilion rolled his eyes and found an excuse to slip out quietly.

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Riding on their flying swords, Ling Chuxi and elder Qiu were in a relaxed mood. They did not gallop as fast as they had when they first arrived. Along the way, they looked at the flowers on their horses and talked and laughed.

"There seems to be someone behind us." Qi Tian said to Ling Chuxi in a low voice.

"You just realized it? you caught up with us not long after we left the city." Said Ling Chuxi with a faint smile.

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