Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Fang Lin flew over and raised his hand to touch her hair.

"It's okay now, let's go down first!"

Song Qingge didn't say anything when he heard this, he just nodded.

Fang Lin pulled him all the way down. From a distance, at the door of Buzui Xianju, Fang Lin saw Lin Zheng's figure at a glance.

At this moment, Lin Zheng stood there blankly, with a look of horror on his face.

He couldn't imagine it, he was horrified!

That one, that's a big shot from the imperial capital!

Shouldn't someone from the imperial capital come to forcefully suppress this brat who doesn't know the bounds of heaven and earth?

Why did the final result turn out to be that the person who worked for Fang Lin only persisted for such a short period of time and then turned into ashes?

And that dazzling golden light in the sky just now, what on earth is that!

What kind of existence is this young man in front of me!

It’s over!

Lin Zheng suddenly remembered Fang Lin's cold words before, you are very courageous!

Lin Zheng couldn't help but have a strong look of fear in his eyes!

…

In mid-air, the figures of Fang Lin and Song Qingge suddenly disappeared, turning into a faint smoke and dissipating.

And in front of the door of Buzuixianju, two figures suddenly appeared standing side by side.

It was Fang Lin and Song Qingge!

Less than one meter away from Lin Zheng, this ghostly figure suddenly appeared, making Lin Zheng suddenly widen his eyes and take several steps back!

There was a faint cold light in Fang Lin's eyes, "As a city lord, he should be a minister of the empire, but he is almost blatantly colluding with the Wang family and colluding with the Long family!"

"Is this Luzhou City the empire's Luzhou City or the Long Family's Luzhou City!"

The voice was loud, faintly carrying a strong concussive force, and immediately formed a powerful wave.

The shock came, and Lin Zheng's face suddenly turned pale, and he sat down on the ground with a bang, his whole body trembling!

Fang Lin was full of energy, "You still have the guts to lead people to the restaurant to catch me. Lin Zheng, you are really too brave!"

Lin Zheng's whole body was shaking like chaff, "Big, big... Sir..."

Beside him, Song Qingge's hand suddenly tightened.

"Sir, forget it!"

Fang Lin's heart moved, and with a cold snort, he pulled Song Qingge towards the interior of Buzui Xianju, leaving only a cold word, "Get out!"

Behind him, a group of passers-by formed a large circle, completely blocking the entrance to Buzui Xianju.

All the people were watching the aloof city lord trembling and falling to the ground.

In the restaurant, Fang Lin ignored the surprised and suspicious looks of everyone in the hall and directly took Song Qingge back to the room.

With a wave of his hand, a layer of barrier unfolded, completely isolating the room from the outside world.

Fang Lin then looked at Song Qingge and said, "It's safe now!"

With that said, Fang Lin walked to the sofa aside and sat down. He didn't say much, just waited quietly.

Song Qingge was silent for a while, sighed and sat on the bed.

"Actually, when I came back here, I knew that such a day would come, and I didn't mean to hide it. I just didn't want to think about the past anymore. When this day comes, I will tell you bit by bit. ”

Fang Lin heard this and looked out the window.

"Once, I was your master, now, you call me son. In the past, I stood behind you, and I will be the same in the future."

Song Qingge's slender eyelashes trembled, her beautiful eyes

A look of reminiscence gradually emerged.

"In this empire, there are two really famous families. One of them is the Long family of the empire, and the other is the Song family, which is also my family."

"The imperial royal family, the two most favored princes have secretly formed a clique for personal gain. Our two major families each sided with each other. This is the situation of the Long family and the Song family."

Fang Lin had a look of surprise in his eyes.

No wonder, today's Long Yi's attitude towards Song Qingge is very subtle.

"My father is the current head of the Song family. However, my father only sees me as a tool. From the day I was born, I was destined to be a victim of the family, but I didn't want to, so I escaped."

"That day, hundreds of miles outside the imperial capital, the two elders of the family joined forces to hunt me down. I forcibly activated the space spirit seals continuously, and I barely escaped from the country until I almost died. That day, those people called me a traitor to the family!"

Song Qingge's voice was very calm, and Fang Lin could hear the sadness in Song Qingge's heart.

There is no greater sadness than heartbreak. This is probably what Song Qingge looks like in front of him!

His family has become the enemy chasing him. This feeling is probably no less than being the enemy of the whole world.

Fang Lin sighed slightly.

The room fell into silence.

It wasn't until a while later that Fang Lin suddenly said, "Do you hate them?"

Song Qingge was startled for a moment, and then smiled. Such a smile was full of desolation.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Fang Lin was silent, not knowing what to say.

At this time, it seems that any words of comfort seem extremely pale.

After a while, Fang Lin took out a ring and sensed it.

This is Long Yi's space ring.

There are hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones in the ring, as well as various spiritual skills, elixirs, and some daily sundries.

Fang Lin roughly screened and selected some elixirs and spiritual skills suitable for Song Qingge and put them on the table.

"There are a lot of spiritual stones in Long Yi's ring, which is enough for us to practice for a while. From now on, you will follow me."

At this point, Fang Lin raised his eyes with burning eyes, "My world is very far away, you have to try your best to keep up with me!"

Song Qingge stared at it for a moment, and finally smiled lightly.

…

Fang Lin still chose to live in Buzuixian.

There is still a reserve of spirit quenching liquid and plenty of spirit stones, so there is no rush to leave now.

The time for practice passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

Song Qingge's mood seemed to be much better and he was back to his previous state. Suddenly, Fang Lin felt that the Song Qingge in Lingshan Sect was back again.

On the second floor, the waiters skillfully served the wine and food.

During this period of time, even the servants became familiar with Fang Lin and Song Qingge's habits.

Every evening, Fang Lin and Song Qingge would come to sit by the window on the second floor and wouldn't go back until midnight.

Fang Lin took a sip of the Zuixian Brew and couldn't help but smack his tongue slightly, "Their Zuixian Brew is really amazing. After drinking it for so long, I don't feel bored at all."

Song Qingge curled his lips, "It's really rare to be praised by the young master! The boss of Buzuixianju should feel honored!"

Fang Lin couldn't help but be speechless, as if he rarely praised others.

After taking a bite of the side dish, the slight burning sensation in the belly is very comforting.

Fang Lin turned his head and looked out the window, his eyes distant.

"The emperor of this empire is already in his old age?"