Talented martial arts system

Yilin's face flushed, she felt her heart beating suddenly, her ears felt hot, she said in a low voice: "Junior Brother Ling"

"Huh? What?" Hearing Yilin's voice as weak as a gnat, Ling Jing couldn't help but glanced at her and said with a smile.

Yilin's eyes were a little evasive, her head dropped to her chest, she took a step back, and said, "No, nothing, I just want to thank you."

Ling Jing shook his head and smiled, and said, "Thank me, why did you retreat so far, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Yilin was taken aback when she heard the words, and then realized that she had unknowingly retreated four or five steps in a row. When she remembered the thought that flashed in her mind just now, she couldn't help but her face became hot, and she hurriedly said: "Junior Brother Ling, I, I'm going Senior Sister and the others are there." [

After all, he lowered his head and left as if fleeing.

Ling Jing looked at her back and sighed slightly.

That night, after the disciples of the Hengshan School cremated Master Dingjing's body, they put the ashes into a pottery jar and prepared to take them back to Hengshan for burial. During this time, Master Dingjing's favorite disciple, Qin Juan, passed out from crying several times. , and Ling Jing could only sigh at this moment, standing far away.

Although he doesn't have a good impression of this generation of masters of the Hengshan School, it is really admirable that Master Dingjing can do this for his disciples, even at the expense of his own life.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone packed their bags and headed south again. Ling Jing was always wearing a face mask to prevent others from seeing his true face. If someone found out that Hengshan sect disciples were mixing with him, gossip would always be indispensable.

Fortunately, the road was quite smooth, and no ambush was encountered.Two days later, Ling Jing escorted a group of people from the Hengshan Sect into Fuzhou City, and finally found a temple called "Xiang'an" in a corner in the east of the city.

"It's finally time to end." Ling Jing stood at the intersection, looking at a dilapidated gate in front of him. The three big characters "Xiang'an" were clearly written on the plaque above the gate.

He breathed a sigh of relief, seeing the relaxed expressions of all Hengshan disciples after arriving here, he couldn't help smiling.

Many female disciples of the Hengshan Sect came up to say goodbye to him, with expressions of gratitude. To them, this hero is their savior of the Hengshan Sect. Can't get out, but it's a pity that Master Dingjing still couldn't be saved.

Ling Jing bid farewell to everyone, and the disciples of Hengshan School quickly entered the "Xiang'an". When the last person came forward, Ling Jing was the first to say with a smile: "Little Senior Sister, take care of yourself."

He frowned and pondered for a moment, then said: "If there is a chance, little senior sister might as well remind Mrs. Dingxian to be careful of people from Songshan sect."

Yilin nodded, just bit her lower lip lightly, watching him not speak.

Seeing that the other disciples of the Hengshan Sect had already left, Ling Jing took off the scarf on his face, and said with a smile: "If you encounter any troubles in the future, you can send someone to bring the message to this place, and someone will be there when the time comes." Will contact me."

Immediately, he informed Yilin of his residence in Kaifeng Mansion, Ping Yizhi and others were looking after that place, and if there was any message sent there, Ping Yizhi and others would naturally have a way to contact him.

"Yeah. I see." Yilin's voice was a little low, and she always seemed hesitant to speak.

"Take care." Ling Jing didn't seem to be able to see what Yilin was thinking at all, he laughed, said "Take care", turned around and walked towards the corner of the street. After walking a few steps, he quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Yilin stood at the door of "Xiang'an" for a while, watching the direction in which he disappeared, without moving her figure for a long time.

After Ling Jing left "Xiang'an", he found a restaurant in a bustling market in the east of the city, asked for a seat on the second floor, and sat down after ordering food and wine.

"System, is there something wrong with the escort mission this time? Why hasn't the mission been completed yet?" Ling Jing sat on the edge of the door, looking at the row upon row of houses outside, but there was no light in his eyes. [

"The completion progress of the current main task "Sorrow of Mount Hengshan" has not reached [-]%, so it is temporarily impossible to give the host a reminder." The system responded coldly in his mind.

"What? No way." Ling Jing said something, and poured a glass of wine into his mouth, thinking, except for Master Dingjing who was unfortunately killed by the Songshan Sect this time, all the other disciples of the Hengshan Sect have died. After arriving safely in Fuzhou City, how could the Songshan faction dare to attack the Hengshan faction directly in the bustling Fuzhou city?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, as if he had missed a beat, but after thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't think through it thoroughly.He asked again: "System, according to your opinion, isn't this Fuzhou City safe for the Hengshan faction?"

After asking, he frowned slightly. The Songshan School is a well-known and famous school in the righteous way. If they do it directly in Fuzhou City, wouldn't it be self-defeating and discrediting themselves?

It's hard to say whether the Hengshan faction can be wiped out by then, but if this matter is leaked out, the whole world of righteousness will probably mobilize and crusade against it.

"Zuo Lengchan can't be so stupid."

"Fuzhou City, the safety factor is 92. According to accurate estimates, the probability of the Hengshan faction being attacked in Fuzhou City is 073126%."

"Can this be calculated?" Ling Jing suddenly became a little speechless. The system's supernatural powers are really hard to guess, and even this kind of thing can be explained by chance.

I really feel a little absurd in my heart, but I don't disbelieve the words of the system. After all, the system has not made any mistakes until now.

"Since the chance of being attacked in Fuzhou City is almost zero, what will happen?" The more Ling Jing thought about it, the more he felt a headache. He felt that he seemed to have forgotten something important. But there is only one vague clue, but I can't catch it all the time.

At this moment, a man's soft voice came from the street downstairs. His voice was soft, but there was a hint of tinnyness in it, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Senior sister, senior sister, wait for me."

Ling Jing leaned to the side, holding the wine glass in his hand, slightly lowered his head and looked down.I saw a graceful figure in a lake green shirt and emerald green skirt walking forward in front of the street, followed by a young man in a pale yellow robe behind him.To be continued. )

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