Zhang Lingxiao excused his third junior brother in a soft voice. He wanted to leave a good impression on everyone, but he didn't want his behavior to become a symbol of duplicity in the eyes of others.

"One has a black face and the other has a white face. It's really...hypocritical!"

"Oh, there's nothing we can do about it! She is the daughter of the headmaster, and her status is there. If this were in the inner courtyard of the palace, it would be a conversation between a master and a slave!"

"Haha, now it seems that I really sympathize with this little brother! I don't know how much I took the blame for that little junior sister when I was young!"

Before the Italian soldiers could speak, several women from the 'Dragon Hidden Holy Land' were sarcastically provoking them openly and covertly, and the atmosphere suddenly reached freezing point again.

"Haha, thank you for your concern, senior sisters. Now our 'Zhengyi Sect' is going through a troubled period. There are many things that really need to be decided by Master and the elders. I will let them out now."

While speaking, Zhang Lingyun, who had not yet had time to take a closer look at the things around him, sat cross-legged on the spot, sensing the surging spiritual power flowing in his body, and constantly sketched out the idea of ​​opening up the space of the sea of ​​consciousness in his mind.

Zhang Lingyun endured the pain of acupuncture, wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead, abandoned distracting thoughts and entered the state of nourishing himself, and his whole body emitted a light green light.

Not far away, the wind suddenly rose in vain on the plains, and in an instant, a giant tornado like the sky was formed, changing with the fluctuations of Zhang Lingyun's spiritual power that suddenly became stronger and weaker.

It looked like a tornado that was as powerful as a catastrophic one, but its power suddenly weakened and shrank to a human-sized vortex, which was constantly rotating on the ground, as if there was no danger at all.

The headmaster Zhang Shanxing, who had already been notified, walked out of the whirlpool with the fifth elder whose shoulder was injured one after another. The second elder Zhang Shanyuan walked out of the whirlpool holding the body of the third junior brother in his arms.

"Ling Yun, what's wrong with you?"

"Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Zhang...!"

Seeing that everyone had escaped from their own consciousness space and avoided a lot of unnecessary troubles, Zhang Lingyun finally couldn't hold on anymore and fainted again.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them, with gleams of fierceness in their eyes. Even the "Xuan Tian Sect" people who originally thought Zhang Lingyun was too arrogant showed a sense of disgust when they looked at Zhang Lingshuang and others.

Unconsciously, I began to identify Zhang Lingshuang, the daughter of the leader, as the rich man who exploited workers endlessly. He had no humanity and only cared about profit!

"It's nothing serious. The power of spiritual consciousness is seriously overdrawn. Just rest more!"

Zhang Shanshan, who didn't understand the situation, habitually stepped forward to check the pulse of young martial nephew Lingyun.

When he discovered that the other party's body had very little spiritual power and no power of spiritual consciousness, he was extremely shocked and suppressed the situation, giving everyone reassurance.

"The temple where the elders live has been reduced to ruins. If you don't mind it, you can go to the Marquis Andry Mansion to stay temporarily!"

Seeing someone from the 'Zhengyi Sect' coming, they wanted to take Zhang Lingyun away who was unconscious. His young master leaned slightly and wanted to keep him, but he was hindered by his body.

The form of portion is involuntary.

As the think tank accompanying Italy this time, Ji'an, a soldier in gray clothes, waved and cupped his fists to show Chinese etiquette and extended an invitation to the headmaster Zhang Shanxing.

"This..., where are we!?"

Slowly pushing away his daughter who was crying in his arms, Zhang Shanxing turned to face outsiders and asked questions that were interrupted several times.

"Master Zhang, these are all the masterpieces of the mythical beast Xuanwu. Let's discuss this later. We'd better find a place to place Senior Brother Zhang first!"

Seeing that everyone was looking at each other, but no one was willing to answer, Situ Wan'er, under great pressure, shifted everyone's attention to Zhang Lingyun again.

Deep in my heart, I began to feel sorry and unworthy for Zhang Lingyun, this little hero who was not cared for by his master.

"You just entered a magic circle. How come the world has changed after you came out? Even their relationship is so good?"

"Now is not the time to dwell on this issue, Ling Yun needs a good environment to rest in!"

"Except for the 'Xuan Tian Sect' who is not against you, the other two sects present are all women. They don't even have a chance to choose, so I'd better agree!"

The three members of the ‘Zhengyi Sect’, who were completely confused by the situation in front of them, discussed it in low voices.

People who found that their wallets were shy and hurt a lot, were so miserable that they didn't even have the right to choose, so they had no choice but to agree to the proposal of Lord Marquis Andry.

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The breeze lingering with the scent of rain of flowers slowly floats, wisps of warm and bright sunshine are spreading to the earth, the grass has just poked its head on the ground, the sweet and heart-warming chirping of birds and insects, and the colorful flower branches are all intoxicating.

In a huge courtyard, in a room full of people, everyone was whispering and discussing something. The person on the bed was breathing in vain and chaotically, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Did you feel out of breath just now? Are you about to wake up?"

"I've slept for three days and three nights! If I don't wake up, my limbs will degenerate!"

"Everyone, this is the Marquis Mansion. As guests, could you please be quiet for a while?"

The masked boy walked slowly into the room with a tray in hand. He looked at nearly half of the contestants from the Qing Dynasty in the room. In the name of taking care of Zhang Lingyun, he was actually forcing everyone to enjoy the food here.

Deep down in my heart, I deeply regretted my decision to let everyone have dinner that time. I fully hoped that Zhang Lingyun would recover as soon as possible so that he could invite them away in an open and fair manner.

"Ah! Cough...!"

"Ha, he's awake, hurry up and give him some water to moisten his throat!"

A slightly hoarse cough came from the bed, which instantly attracted everyone's attention and immediately surrounded Zhang Lingyun.

Seeing that he couldn't get in without forcing himself, the masked boy shouted loudly to the people inside to help take care of Zhang Lingyun, so as to avoid having to suffer the double consequences as soon as he woke up.

"Where am I? What happened to that wasteland before!?"

As early as when he was restoring the power of spiritual consciousness in the consciousness sea space, Zhang Lingyun learned about the current miserable situation in the capital from Feng Yu Wanjiu and the others.

Out of a fair judgment on the mythical beast Xuanwu, Zhang Lingyun still pretended not to understand anything and wanted to verify it with everyone again.

"This is the Marquis Andry's Mansion. It has a large courtyard with three entrances and three exits. It's no worse than the residence of our first-rank minister!"

"Xuanwu thought it was quite unfair at first. He had to leave his hometown and be imprisoned for a thousand years. Now it seems that he is not a good person either!"

"This time the explosion in the Temple of Supreme Harmony caused the entire long street to disappear, no less than a thousand houses were damaged, and the death toll is conservatively estimated at more than 20,000 people, large and small!"

In response to Zhang Lingyun's questions, everyone seemed to be stimulated chatterboxes, and their voices began to describe the scene one after another.

But no one noticed that Zhang Lingyun's face became increasingly pale, his whole body began to tremble unconsciously, and the hairs on his exposed arms stood up straight.

"Okay, okay, Zhang Shaoxia just woke up and needs to rest. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it later!"

Finally, while everyone was talking, the masked boy squeezed into the bed, staggering and almost falling.

Just when he saw something strange about Zhang Lingyun at close range, the masked boy immediately waved his arms, pushed the excited people slightly hard, and walked out of the room.

"Marquis Andry, thank you. I wonder where my master and the others are now?"

"The three elders of your noble sect have broken hearts, but there is still a ray of spirit still alive. They are all trying to find ways to save people!"

The words of the masked boy made Zhang Lingyun feel like he was traveling through the clouds and mist, and his brows furrowed even more.

Although it was a bit unbelievable, Zhang Lingyun clearly remembered that he had confirmed in the 'Haitian Array' that the three elders were dead, and that was why he let Xuanwu escape with the help of the corpse.

Now a soul of unknown origin suddenly appears. If it is not the remaining soul of the third elder, it is most likely that Xuanwu, who betrayed his trust and intended to occupy the body of the third elder!

"Thank you for informing me. I am a little tired and sleepy. Please...!"

"I still have things to deal with. I can't stay here for a long time. If you have anything, you can shout loudly. Everyone is staying here temporarily at the Marquis Mansion.

By the way, this is the shredded chicken porridge I made. Your stomach won’t be able to bear it if you haven’t eaten for a long time. Remember to drink it later!”

Before Zhang Lingyun finished speaking, the masked boy asked to leave very considerately. When he turned around, he found porridge on the table.

Afraid of Zhang Lingyun's fragile body and inconvenience, he turned around and placed the porridge next to the bed. After settling it properly, he reluctantly closed the door and left.

"Wow! Such a handsome and heart-warming little baby, just looking at it makes your blood boil!"

"This guy is the guy who sent us Ling Yun's secret letter. You said that he has an extraordinary status and is so outstanding. He is willing to run to us when nothing happens. Could it be that he has a crush on me?"

"You have never met, but you think it's beautiful!"

Zhang Lingyun, who had transformed his spiritual consciousness into the space of the sea of ​​consciousness, listened to the unabashed conversation between the Thousand-faced Sand Cat and the Fengyu Wanjiu, and did not want to disturb their enjoyment.

However, under Feng Yu Wanjiu's arrogant expression with no self-awareness, she could not hold back her mouth and responded to this thousand-year-old leftover woman.

"Hey! You little bastard, why did you come in here when you're already awake? You should just treat us as we went out!"

Seeing Zhang Lingyun getting closer, the Thousand Faced Sand Cat finally became furious and kicked this guy who didn't care about the safety of others.

"Ah! It will hurt, okay!"

"Although our shop is not within the impact range, Jia Si, Du Yan and the others are of average cultivation, and the situation in the capital is so miserable that the mob may cause trouble, so we should let us out as soon as possible!"

Seeing the two chasing and fighting, Fengyu Wanjiu dodged and stopped the Thousand-faced Sand Cat, and spoke to Zhang Lingyun with sincerity and sincerity.
Chapter completed!