Talented martial arts system

Ling Jing jumped out of the door of the wing, with a complex expression on his face, and stood there for a long while, but he still couldn't get in.

In the room, a beautiful woman with a clear face was lying on her side on the bed. There were two dry tears on her face. Her face looked very haggard. Even in her sleep, her eyebrows were still slightly frowned.

After a long time of silence outside the room, Ling Jing finally slowly stretched out his right palm and pressed it against the door. With a slight tremor in his hand, the door bolt snapped into two pieces.

The two doors slowly opened, the beautiful woman in the room felt it, Ling Jing stepped into the room lightly, and closed the door casually.

He walked to the bed and saw that Ning Zhong was lying on the bed with all his clothes on, not even covered by the quilt, with two tear stains on his pretty face, as if he had passed out from grief. [

"It seems that you finally believed what I said." Ling Jing stood quietly beside the bed, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, and covered Ning Zhongze.

After a long time, he sighed, turned around slowly, and was about to leave here, when suddenly he heard someone behind him calling in a low voice: "Jing'er"

Ling Jing's body froze, and even his expression became a little stiff.

The sound of turning the quilt was heard, and Ning Zhong sat up from the bed, looked at Ling Jing's back, and said softly: "Jing'er, I know it's you."

Ling Jing turned around, put on a smiling face, and said, "Master, I woke you up."

Ning Zhong shook his head, and stretched out his hand to pull Ling Jing to the side of the bed. Her hand was very cold. Ling Jing could not help but gently hold her catkin, but suddenly felt Ning Zhong leaning his head against his lower abdomen. .

"Jing'er, Master should have believed what you said a long time ago." Ning Zhong's voice was a little shaky.

Ling Jing sighed, and said: "Master, by now you should know what kind of person he is. Junior brother Shu Qi, I'm afraid he also broke through his affairs, so he died unexpectedly."

When Yue Lingshan told him that Su Qi died tragically in the bodyguard bureau, he guessed that it must be Yue Buqun's subordinates. This person was eager to get the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual", so he would naturally wait for the opportunity to assassinate Lin Pingzhi. From this, it is not difficult to guess Well, it's likely that Shu Qi accidentally discovered his whereabouts, so he was silenced.

Ning Zhong trembled, his fragrant shoulders trembled slightly, and after a long silence, he said: "Shu Qi is a poor child, we are all sorry for him."

Even if he guessed that his husband was probably the murderer, so what? Could he kill him to avenge his disciple?

"Master, does senior sister know these things?" Ling Jing frowned.

Ning Zhong raised his head slightly, his eyes were red, and tears fell from the two lines, and he said, "I don't want to tell Shan'er about this, your master has gone mad."

Ling Jing's expression moved, he hesitated to speak again, pondered for a moment, and finally asked: "Has he started practicing the martial arts above?"

Ning Zhong was slightly startled, his face turned pale, he nodded, and said, "He's been spending the night in the study all day, and I found all these things beside his pillow."

She groped under the pillow for a while, then took out something, held it in front of her, and spread her palms with a sad expression.

"That's right, it seems that he has indeed started to practice the "Evil Resisting Sword Manual"." Ling Jing looked at the thing on Ning Zhongze's palm and said in a deep voice.

On Ning Zhongze's clean palm, a tuft of black beard was scattered in her hand.

Ning Zhong laughed bitterly, and said sadly: "Jing'er, what kind of martial art is this "Evil Resisting Sword Manual" that can turn a good-looking person into such a appearance."

She suddenly thought of her husband's strange behavior these past few days, and felt a chill in her heart.

Ling Jing shook his head, but he didn't want to say more, and said slowly: "Master, do you still remember what I told you in the old house in Xiangyang Lane of the Lin Family?"

Ning Zhong looked at him, nodded, and said: "You said that your master was already plotting this sword manual when he was accepted as a disciple in Hengshan City." With a wry smile, he continued: "I At that time, I only thought that you had too much prejudice against him, and you were angry at him for expelling you from the teacher's school, so you would say that. How could you think?"

Seeing her pale face and trembling lips, Ling Jing couldn't bear it very much. He knew that his wife and Yue Buqun had been married for 20 years. By nature, she might find it difficult to accept it for a while.

I also remembered that in the original plot, Ning Zhong lost his beloved daughter shortly after he learned the truth of everything, and finally chose to make a clean break with Yue Buqun, but committed suicide in front of Linghu Chong.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel nervous for a while, and I couldn't help but wonder if I let my wife know all this in advance, did I help her or hurt her?

Ling Jing suddenly sat down in front of the bed with a solemn face, holding Ning Zhongze's fragrant shoulders with both hands, only to feel that his wife was really thin.

He looked at Ning Zhongze's red and swollen eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Teacher, you must not do anything stupid. Yue Buqun is insane. I know it's hard for you. But you still have me and senior sister, can you Don't, don't"

He was startled, a look of bewilderment flashed across his face.

Ning Zhong gave a forced laugh, stroked Ling Jing's face, and said softly: "Jing'er, my wife won't do stupid things. I haven't seen you and Shan'er get married and have children, and I haven't seen the Huashan School flourish. How could I"

Her voice was extremely soft and her face was gentle, but Ling Jing suddenly had a creepy feeling, as if something very important was about to leave him.

He suddenly hugged Ning Zhongze's body, and said coldly: "Master, if anything happens to you, I will definitely kill him with a sword. Even if Senior Sister blames me for the rest of my life, I don't care."

Ning Zhong was held in Ling Jing's arms with a blank face, and suddenly blushed, he quickly stretched out his hand and said anxiously: "Jing'er, how can you say such a thing? Anyway, he is also your master , your senior sister's father, how could you kill him?"

Ling Jing looked indifferent, and said lightly: "Master, I have already said that I spared him twice, and my relationship with the Huashan faction has long since been severed. If you have anything to do, I will naturally do what I say, and just rely on it Can his three-legged cat's "Evil Resisting Sword Technique" stop me?"

Ning Zhong looked in pain, knowing that this little apprentice has always been arrogant and arrogant, and he acts according to his will, and he is very attached to himself. If he is really gone one day, I'm afraid he will really go crazy and take revenge on another person of.

She was silent for a long while, then took Ling Jing's hand, and said softly: "Jing'er, you have listened to my wife since you were a child. You must listen to my wife about this matter. Although your master's temperament has changed drastically, in the end I still have the Huashan faction in my heart. Mistress promises you that she will not do anything stupid, and you must never trouble him again, okay?" (To be continued.)