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Hehe, at the same time, she is also the little princess of our sect. She is currently fifteen years old, but her cultivation is very high, and within the sect, we all call her little junior sister, but her personality is a bit quiet.

Hearing Tang Lu's explanation, Lin Jingyu was relieved. He thought to himself, so it was Wu Shu, that little demoness, no wonder Tang Lu said that "that person" had higher innate skills than him. Heh heh, fifteen years old Spiritual Martial Stage, was indeed an existence even more monstrous than he was!

Tang Lu's eyes flashed, and then suddenly pursed her lips into a smile with a hidden meaning:

"Junior apprentice Lin is so elegant, has such great talent, and is actually similar in age to junior sister, maybe you two really are a match made in heaven. Why don't I introduce you two to each other another day?"

"Hehe, then I will thank Senior Sister Tang. Hmm, you are right, I will definitely work hard and strive for the day when I become the sect master's son-in-law!"

Lin Jingyu laughed out loud while hitting the snake with his rod, the word 'shamelessness' was written all over his face.

When Tang Lu heard it, she was also startled, she was just joking around, she did not expect the Junior apprentice Lin to actually take it seriously ?

Looking at Lin Jingyu's face that was filled with hope, Tang Lu could not bear it and opened her mouth slightly. She had heard that the Sect Leader seemed to have intentions to betroth her little junior sister to Senior Brother Li Yang ?

"Should I remind him?" Tang Lu thought for a while before he shook his head again. Forget it, the Junior apprentice Lin was probably just a whim, after all, they had never seen each other before.

Tang Lu extended his arm and gently rubbed the center of his brows, "Junior apprentice Lin, tomorrow at noon, the sect's hunting race s will end and all the sect disciples must leave the Demon Cloud Mountain Range before this happens. Junior Brother, you better go to the marshland at the southwest foot of Demon Cloud Mountain Range and take the fog-poison wolfhound flower s! Otherwise, it would not be good if we were to miss the time set by the sect. "

Lin Jingyu raised his head to look at the sky, then nodded: "Then I will leave tomorrow morning in the early morning."

It was already late at night and the fog-poison wolfhound flower was in the swamp. At night, the miasma would be even denser, so it would be unsuitable for him to head there. Therefore, Lin Jingyu decided to head there early in the morning.

After a short discussion, the group returned to their respective tents to rest.

At the same time, a figure flashed, and swiftly rushed towards the opposite direction from Ninth Peak.

The disciples of seventh peak were stationed in the camp.

In a tent.

Two figures were plotting something.

"Brother Zhao, I heard it. Lin Jingyu seems to be going to the Southwest Mountain Range tomorrow. What kind of wolf flower would he like to find?"

The person who spoke was fat and had a wretched look on his face. However, the most tragic thing was that he only had one arm!

This man was none other than one of Zhao Ziyang's subordinates, Qin Zhi!

Back then, when Lin Jingyu broke one of his arms, it made him wish he was dead.

Other than that, even his brother Qin Wu's ribs had been broken by Lin Jingyu. He was lying on the bed, unconscious, unable to get down!

The moment he thought of this, Qin Zhi's face filled with hatred, he wished that he could tear Lin Jingyu into ten thousand pieces!

"That's all?"

Qin Zhi nodded.

Zhao Ziyang frowned, after that he slapped Qin Zhi on his face, leaving a red mark the size of a palm, and said angrily: "F * ck, I told you to gather some useful information, so that I could play Lin Jingyu to death, you, actually came back to tell me this is useless?"

Ever since he knew that Lin Jingyu's cultivation had instantly soared to the peak of the eighth level of Soul Depth, Zhao Ziyang was extremely unbalanced in his heart. He was depressed in his heart, and felt a wave of grievance gushing into him, causing him to panic.

A burning pain came from his face, Qin Zhi covered his face, a trace of coldness flashed past his eyes.

"Brother Zhao, I have a plan to kill that Lin guy!"

Zhao Ziyang glanced at them, and then said coldly: "Speak!"

"Brother Zhao, you can go and anger that Ghost Three-head Python!"2

Qin Zhi whispered into Zhao Ziyang's ear.

"F * ck, you really want me to die!"

Pa!! Zhao Ziyang slapped Qin Zhi's face again.

"Brother Zhao, listen to me."

Qin Zhi covered his almost swollen face and said fiercely:

"When Lin Jingyu goes to the Southwest Mountain Range, he will definitely meet that Ghost Three-head Python. Before he arrives, we will disguise ourselves as Lin Jingyu, go to the Ghost Three-head Python's nest and cause chaos to it, make it angry, then quickly flee. That Ghost Three-head Python will definitely remember your appearance ?"

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Ziyang slowly said. "If that's the case, when Lin Jingyu arrives, he will be torn to shreds by the Ghost Three-head Python!"

Qin Zhi nodded his fat head. This was his plan before.

After a long while, Zhao Ziyang finally made his decision. Gritting his teeth, a cold killing intent flashed past his eyes: "This plan ? It worked! Humph! Lin Jingyu, tomorrow, I will definitely see your corpse in front of me! "

The next day, in the distant horizon, a touch of white appeared, and Lin Jingyu set off alone.

But just now, Zhao Ziyang and Qin Zhi had also left. The two of them had left earlier than Lin Jingyu, and Zhao Ziyang had even disguised himself as Lin Jingyu.

Thus, the three people with different goals all flew towards the southwest mountain range ?

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