"You! Who are you! How could it be possible, how could it be possible..." The horror in Song Qiuer's heart was like a huge wave splashing into the sky, which cannot be described in words.

Ling Ge patted her face with his long sword, "I say you're stupid, but you're really not smart. After all this time, haven't you noticed that she looks familiar?"

The sword was fixed in front of Song Qiuer's eyes, and she took a distracted glance.

But this glance was enough to make her pale with fright, and she looked at Ling Ge again...

"This, this is my mother's sword and my mother's clothes! You, who are you?"

Ling Ge laughed out loud, gently took off the white cloth covering his face, and presented the intact and bright face in front of Song Qiuer.

"Why, you don't recognize me in such a short time?"

"Zhuo Ling Ge..." Song Qiuer's eyes widened.

"You are obviously dead, but I scratched your face with my own hands! How could..."

How could he have such a strong cultivation level, how could his appearance be intact, how could he easily trample me under his feet!

Ling Ge admired Song Qiuer's ugly appearance with great satisfaction.

"Didn't I say before that even if I die and turn into a ghost, I will come to take revenge on you mother and daughter."

"God has mercy on me and has really turned me into a fierce ghost."

"No, no, where is my mother, where is my mother!" Song Qiuer shrank and wanted to crawl away but didn't dare.

"Your mother has figured it out and has already taken the first step to apologize to my mother and Yi Liu. Song Qiu'er, you are so filial, you won't leave your mother alone, right?"

Ling Ge raised his sword and was about to kill Song Qiuer with one strike when he heard her shout: "Master, save me!"

Almost at the same time, a beast roar of "Ouch" came from Ling Ge's back, sharp and sharp.

I almost forgot, the little kitten is still on my back!

Ling Ge instinctively dodged to the side, and a spiritual wind blade flew close to her body, striking into the tree trunk on the opposite side and creating deep scars, which showed how powerful it was.

How dangerous!

A lean man appeared from behind, and several more spiritual wind blades flew towards Ling Ge, moving in the direction of Song Qiu'er while hitting him.

It was Song Qiuer's master, Chen Pu.

It turned out that he had been paying attention to the situation around the four princes. When he saw Song Qiuer being kidnapped, he immediately followed him and only now came to rescue him at the most critical moment.

Ling Ge snorted coldly, "Want to leave? Have you asked me for my opinion?" He raised his sword and attacked again.

Chen Pu turned his palms and pressed down, Huang Lingjing's spiritual power was fully activated, and the pressure instantly forced Ling Ge to be unable to move forward.

But she twitched the corner of her mouth and took out a magic weapon from the Qiankun Bag.

"Oh, you think you can stop me like this?"

The light blue light dispersed instantly and enveloped Ling Ge's whole body. Ling Ge adjusted his breathing and took a step forward.

Song Qiuer pounded the ground with her hands, "This belongs to my mother, it is my mother's top-grade defensive weapon!"

Such a magical weapon is enough to withstand a temporary attack from the Huang Ling Realm.

Ling Ge resumed action but did not confront Chen Pu directly. Instead, he ignored Chen Pu's pressure and locked Song Qiu'er firmly.

As if she was facing a tenth-level wind, she moved to Song Qiu'er with difficulty, and stabbed He Yun's magic sword towards Song Qiu'er's inner elixir.

"Don't worry, you can go cry to He Yun!"

"court death!"

As expected, Chen Pu withdrew his pressure and dodged over.

In an instant, Ling Ge's right hand was still stabbing Song Qiu'er's inner elixir, his body twisted, and his left leg met Chen Pu's palm filled with spiritual power.

The sound of "dang" was like the collision of swords. Along with Song Qiuer's shrill cry of pain and Ling Ge's muffled groan, a huge wave of spiritual power stirred up the fallen leaves in the forest.

Song Qiuer's inner elixir was destroyed, her whole body's spiritual energy was dispersed, and she could only be a useless person for the rest of her life.

And Ling Ge's leg, even with the protection of the magic weapon, was still broken into several pieces.

"So strong..." This was the first time since Ling Ge's rebirth that he felt crushed by others.

But she was not afraid, instead her eyes shone with joy.

If she survives today, if she can practice well, will she be able to reach a height never seen in her previous life, and will she become the number one person in this world?

No, of course she can survive.

Song Qiu'er is not dead yet, Yi Liu's soul has not been collected yet, and what happened to her parents back then has not been found out yet, she cannot die no matter what!

Ling Ge stood up again holding He Yun's sword, grabbed a handful of fallen leaves and threw them hard at Song Qiu'er's face.

"Aren't you very powerful? Don't you look down on ordinary people? Who is the waste now!"

Song Qiu'er was completely desperate. She lay on the ground and cried bitterly, muttering incoherently, "Kill you...I want to kill you...I must kill you..."

Chen Pu's eyes turned red and he wished he could eat Ling Ge alive.

It took him more than half his life to find such a talented disciple, hoping that she would rise to prominence and that he would also be honored and honored.

Now it's all ruined!

He walked up to Ling Ge and said bitterly: "Good disciple, as long as the master is here, the master will definitely avenge you!"

After saying that the spiritual power is poured into the palm, it is necessary to take a photo!

Ling Ge was on guard, thinking about whether he could save his life by taking out all the magic weapons.

Suddenly a voice rang!

"stop!"

The distinguished and handsome man ran over with someone and stopped him: "Chen Pu, you can't kill her!"

It turned out to be the fourth prince, Yi Wenhao.

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After the efforts of all the elders, the spiritual mirror finally lit up again, reflecting the true situation of the disciples of each sect.

But the Fourth Prince's team was still invisible, and there was no trace of the woman who suddenly appeared.

There is always a place in the depths of Leylin that is blurry, and no matter how strong the spiritual power is used to test it, it cannot be seen clearly, as if it has been deliberately covered up.

Several elders looked at each other, and they all wanted to go there now to see the real situation, but they couldn't open their mouths.

Imperial Master Jinzhen Hairao snorted coldly: "Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Going out now is cheating! With so many people watching, can you bear to look at that old face!"

"I'm not even anxious when someone from my royal family disappears. Why are you disciples so anxious?"

The Qianshan Sect elder also said: "Yes, as long as nothing serious happens, we can't take action now."

Anyway, his Qianshan Sect is sure to win, and he can't let these elders end up messing with it!

The Imperial Master quietly glanced at the empty chair on the right, and couldn't help but think in his mind: "You stinky boy, you stinky boy, you have to move faster, I won't be able to stop you no matter how late."

Song Qiuer seemed to have found her backbone, her eyes were bright again, and she shouted to Yi Wenhao.

"Your Highness... Your Highness! You are finally here, you must avenge me!"

Chen Pu stopped what he was doing, his voice still filled with grief and anger, "Your Highness, this woman has ruined the young lady's inner elixir."

"I know, I heard everything just now. But just because of this, you can't kill her!"

Yi Wenhao ignored Song Qiu'er who was on the ground. Instead, he approached Chen Pu and whispered: "Qiu'er's inner elixir has been destroyed and she can no longer practice, but this woman is extremely talented and powerful. She is just the helper I need."

"Instead of killing him, it's better to use him for me."

Chen Pu looked at him in disbelief, "But she ruined the lady!"

Yi Wenhao twitched the corner of his mouth, smiling clearly and sarcastically.

"If you can let her go this time, our Fourth Prince's Mansion would like to treat you as an honored guest."

"This..." Chen Pu was stunned for a moment, then hesitated.

Of course, it is better to follow the Fourth Prince than to follow the Song family, but to change ownership so quickly...

"Why, our royal family of Anlong Kingdom can't tolerate you?" Yi Wenhao's voice suddenly turned cold.

Chen Pu immediately replied: "Of course not, of course not. Thank you Fourth Prince for your appreciation."

The hand that was holding up to kill Ling Ge was also lowered.

He glanced at Song Qiu'er, who was still crying, and whispered: "Then Miss, here..."

Yi Wenhao snorted softly, then walked forward and squatted in front of Song Qiu'er, raising his hand to wipe away the dirt and tears on her face.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

Song Qiuer grabbed his hand as if grasping a life-saving straw, and there were two tears on her swollen face.

Yi Wenhao said softly: "Qiu'er, you are suffering all this because of me. I know it. When we go back, I will send someone to the house to discuss our affairs."

"Really? My inner elixir has been destroyed. Your Highness doesn't mind it?" Song Qiuer was so stupid that she couldn't believe what she heard.

Yi Wenhao smiled gently and held Song Qiu'er's hand, "How could it be? Qiu'er has tried his best for me, so of course I will not let you down."
To be continued...