Lingyun Sword, the 11th weapon ranked in the ranking of Chinese cold weapons. It is about one foot or eight inches long, with a crystal clear body. Its shape is unique compared to the traditional short sword. It is extremely sharp and invincible, with the meaning of being arrogant and arrogant. It is famous in the world. It is the treasure of Lingyun Mountain and is priceless.

Hearing the words from Lan Feng's mouth, Shi Zhuo was slightly stunned, then looked at Lan Feng deeply, with murderous intent in his eyes boiling. He never thought that Lan Feng could call out the name of his short sword, but that he did not draw his sword.

"Who are you?"

A vigilant voice came from Shi Zhuo's mouth.

"The Lingyun Sword is the token of the head of the Lingyun Sect. How could it be in your hands? Are you from Lingyun Mountain?"

Lan Feng did not answer Shi Zhuo's words, but stared at Shi Zhuo and said coldly: "Who is Ling Rufeng?"

Ling Rufeng, the head of Lingyun Sect in Lingyun Mountain, is extremely powerful and is a famous figure in the world. Lan Feng and Ling Rufeng have a great connection and can be said to be close friends.

Hearing this, Shi Zhuo did not speak, but clenched his fists tightly with a ferocious face, as if trying to suppress something.

Feeling the sudden fluctuation of Shi Zhuo's emotions, Lan Feng did not speak, but stared at him quietly. From Shi Zhuo's emotions, he could feel the story behind him.

After a while, Shi Zhuo calmed down his mood, raised his head, stared at Lan Feng, and a calm voice came from his mouth: "Who are you? Why did you recognize Lingyun Dao and know Lingyun Sect and Ling Rufeng?"

Whether it is Lingyun Dao, Lingyun Sect or Ling Rufeng, it is impossible for ordinary people to know, nor can they hear or come into contact with it, because it belongs to another circle, and the name of that circle is called Wulin Jianghu.

Although it is a modern society now, the circle of Jianghu has always existed.

Chinese culture is profound and profound, and some sects from the past will always be passed down.

Moreover, even people in the martial arts world rarely recognize Ling Yun Dao at a glance, so Shi Zhuo was very curious about Lan Feng's identity.

Of course, the reason why Lan Feng was able to recognize Lingyun Sword, know the Lingyun Sect, and know Ling Rufeng was entirely because of a mission, and it was that mission that made him and Ling Rufeng become friends for ages.

Now five years have passed, and Lan Feng doesn’t know if the handsome and open-minded brother was doing well.

Feeling Shi Zhuo's emotions, looking at the Lingyun Knife tightly in Shi Zhuo's hand, a faint voice came from his mouth: "If you are Ling Rufeng's successor, you should have heard from him..."

Lan Feng walked to Shi Zhuo's side with a step, put his mouth close to his ear, and said softly.

Hearing Lan Feng's words, Shi Zhuo's body suddenly shook, and a strong look of shock and horror appeared on his handsome face.

"How could you be..."

...

In the quaint study room of Sujiang Villa.

Lan Feng sat on the chair, holding a cup of freshly soaked Longjing in his hand, quietly listening to Shi Zhuo’s story on the opposite side. As Shi Zhuo continued to tell, the expression on Lan Feng’s face became increasingly ugly, and a powerful murderous intent spread from his body.

It turned out that Shi Zhuo was a personal disciple of Ling Rufeng, the head of Lingyun Sect in Lingyun Mountain. After Lan Feng was expelled from the country five years ago, because Ling Rufeng had a close relationship with him, they were targeted by that force. They secretly contacted the forces in the world and rely on their own power to crack down on Ling Rufeng and his Lingyun Sect and set up situations in various ways.

In the end, the Lingyun Sect, which had been living in Lingyun Mountain and was indifferent to the world, had to disband under their pressure, and Ling Rufeng was even secretly poisoned. Before he died, he handed the Lingyun Sword to Shi Zhuo and asked him to practice martial arts well and wait for the man's return.

After burying Ling Rufeng with great difficulty, Shi Zhuo first went to Zhonghai to spend time, and then left Zhonghai for various reasons and went to Nanhai. Because of various reasons, he had to become a killer and gradually gained great fame in the killer world of South China Sea.

Later, Shi Zhuo changed because of the appearance of that woman, and retired from the killer world. With the guidance and help of that woman, she fell in love with racing. With her outstanding talent and strong sense of balance and rhythm, Shi Zhuo began to gain fame in the racing world in the South China Sea, and joined the current racing organization under the introduction of that woman.

With his personal strength and driving skills, he gradually became the vice president of the racing union, and used his former investment to become one of the shareholders of the guild.

From a young man who had just come down the mountain to make a name for himself in this bustling metropolis, he has made great fame, and has become the vice president and shareholder of the Racing Guild.

It can be said that Shi Zhuo’s own story is enough to become a legend.

"how so?"

After listening to Shi Zhuo’s story, a voice of self-blame came from Lan Feng’s mouth.

He never expected that the entire Lingyun Sect would suffer a serious impact and devastating blow because of himself, and his age-lost friend Ling Rufeng was even poisoned to death.

A series of things learned from Shi Zhuo's mouth hit Lan Feng very hard, especially Ling Rufeng's death, which made him feel extremely bad.

"Those damn bastards."

A loud voice came from his mouth.

Hearing Lan Feng's words and seeing Lan Feng's appearance, Shi Zhuo sighed softly.

After waiting for so many years, he thought that the man would not come back or show up, but he did not expect that they would meet in this way.

"You don't have to blame yourself. The master has never blamed you."

Seeing Lan Feng's self-blame appearance, Shi Zhuo comforted softly.

"Did you find out who poisoned it?"

Lan Feng raised his head and looked at Shi Zhuo, and a cold voice came from his mouth.

Hearing this, Shi Zhuo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have been searching secretly for many years but I have not been able to find the murderer, but I found out the name of the poisoned master, Huangquanlu."

"Yellow Spring Dew?"

After hearing Shi Zhuo's words, Lan Feng was slightly stunned, and then a murderous voice came from his mouth: "It's that damn old bastard Long Feiyang."

"You mean the Dragon Flying in Biyun Mountain?"

Shi Zhuo's eyebrows tightened.

"That's right. Huang Quanlu is the unique poison of that old bastard Long Feiyang. Even if it wasn't the poison he used, this matter may not be related to him."

Lan Feng's eyes were full of murderous intent. He did not expect that this matter would have something to do with Long Feiyang from Biyun Mountain.

Not long ago, Lan Feng had just killed Long Feiyang's apprentice Qingfeng Jianlongquan in Wolongtian, but he didn't expect that he would have to be related to Long Feiyang so soon.

Long Feiyang had a grudge with Lan Feng before. Now that Lan Feng has killed his apprentice Qingfeng Sword Dragon Quan, he is related to Ling Rufeng's death, so the two sides have long become a situation of dying.

"Long Feiyang lives in seclusion in Biyun Mountain. Not only is he extremely powerful, but he also has a very high status in the world and has a huge network of interpersonal relationships. If you want to touch him, I'm afraid..."

Shi Zhuo said in a deep voice.

Since Lan Feng revealed his identity and Ling Rufeng's relationship, there was no hostility between Shi Zhuo and Lan Feng, and he could be said to have turned enemies into friends.

"It's okay, sooner or later, he will pay the price." Lan Feng said in a deep voice.

Then he asked Shi Zhuo some things about the world today. After listening to Shi Zhuo’s story, Lan Feng frowned tightly. He did not expect that in the five years since he left China, the so-called world would have such a big change, which made Lan Feng difficult for a moment to come back to his senses.

After he talked to Shi Zhuo about some things in the world, he once again shifted the topic to his purpose of coming, and heard from him with a solemn voice: "You really don't know Lin Ruobing's whereabouts and news?"

Hearing this, Shi Zhuo sighed softly: "I saw this once before receiving this order. It was also from that time that I began to pretend to be Lin Ruobing and hide beside Su Hanyan, waiting for the opportunity to start and their instructions."

"If I had known you were... I wouldn't have taken this order." Shi Zhuo smiled bitterly: "Although those things are very important to me."

Lan Feng frowned tightly: "When did you see Lin Ruobing?"

"One night two days ago, a middle-aged man brought her to see me." Shi Zhuo thought for a while and said.

"Mid-aged old man?" Lan Feng frowned when he heard Shi Zhuo's words, and then quickly took out his phone and opened a picture: "Look, is this person?"

"Yes, it's him."

Taking Lan Feng's cell phone and looking at the photo above, Shi Zhuo said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged old man in the photo is nothing but Su Hanyan’s driver, Wang Yuan.

"really……"

After hearing Shi Zhuo's words, Lan Feng's heart sank. Then he took out his cell phone and called Lei Bao's phone number.

"Brother Feng..."

The phone was connected, and a voice of excitement and respect came from the phone.

"Leopard, last time I asked you to send someone to help stare at the driver named Wang Yuan. How are you doing? Let me tell me where he is." Lan Feng asked coldly.

"Brother Feng, wait a moment, I'll call and ask immediately."

After hearing Lan Feng's words, Lei Bao said in a deep voice.

"good."

Lan Feng hung up the phone directly.

A moment later, Lei Bao's phone call came, and Lan Feng quickly pressed the answer button of the phone. Lei Bao's respectful voice suddenly came: "Brother Feng, the brothers who I sent someone to secretly follow the driver Wang Yuan suddenly couldn't contact him, but a day ago they followed the driver Wang Yuan and left Su Hai. I guess they have been killed now."

"Okay, I understand. You can arrange people as soon as possible to help me find Wang Yuan's whereabouts."

Lan Feng's heart sank and then hung up the phone.

On the other side, Shi Zhuo was dialing the phone number when he was contacting him with his cell phone, but it was no longer possible to connect. A faint voice came from his mouth: "I can't contact Wang Yuan anymore."

Lan Feng's face is hard to see at this moment.

That damn bastard Wang Yuan.

"I'll send someone to help you find it."

Seeing Lan Feng's ugly face, Shi Zhuo took out his cell phone and quickly called.

"I still have something to do, it's now, we'll contact you another day."

Lan Feng stood up and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, if there is any news about Wang Yuan, I will notify you immediately."

Seeing this, Shi Zhuo nodded.

"Feng, are we going back to Villa No. 1?"

On the wide road, the black Mercedes-Benz G85 is galloping at an extremely fast speed.

Lan Feng nodded gently, and a cold murderous voice came from his mouth: "Wang Yuan is the undercover agent who was placed by the eldest young master next to Han Yan. Now he is probably only knowing Wang Yuan's whereabouts."

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