Zongwu: Starting from the Trouble in Xingzilin

"You mean, it was Murong Fu who advised Wanyan Honglie to arrange for you to seize Pingyang Manor?"

Lin Han figured out the connection and confirmed it with Sha Tongtian again.

"Yes! It's him! The Sixth Prince is worried about us, so he asked him to come here today!"Sha Tongtian was afraid that Lin Han would not believe him, so he hurriedly explained.

Lin Han nodded silently and said nothing more.

After a while, he looked at Sha Tongtian up and down with a smile.

Sha Tongtian felt uncomfortable as if he was pierced by needles all over his body when he was swept by Lin Han's eyes.

His heart immediately fell to the bottom of the valley, and he felt an endless chill in his heart.

"I have said all that I need to say. Master Lin, Palace Master Lin, please spare my life!"

"Humph," Lin Han raised his lips with an evil smile,"You have indeed said everything you should have said."

Then his eyebrows turned cold, and he glanced at Xin Shuangqing's broken calf from the corner of his eye,"You also said things you shouldn't have said!"

"Ah!"

As soon as Lin Han said this, Sha Tongtian suddenly felt that his death was imminent. He screamed and kept crawling backwards...

However, before he crawled half a meter, he saw a flash of light.

Sha Tongtian's body, which was still crawling to escape, was split into two in an instant.

He crawled forward one or two steps with one hand and one foot, and then suddenly fell to both sides...

The three people left in the hall didn't even see how Lin Han made a move, and they saw Sha Tongtian being split in half.

And Lin Han still stood with his hands behind his back.

It seemed that he had not moved before.

"Ghost! Ghost! You! You are a ghost!"

Peng Lianhu is known as the Thousand-Handed Man-Slayer, and he has killed countless people in his life.

But when he saw Lin Han's method of cutting his opponent in half without moving his hands, he was immediately frightened and lost his mind, thinking that he really saw a ghost.

However, Lin Han seemed to have no interest in him.

He glanced at Ma Dachang and said,"Dachang, I leave it to you!"

Then he turned and walked in front of Xin Shuangqing.

""Hold on!"

Lin Han casually folded two chair legs, fixed the cloth strip on Xin Shuangqing's calf, and tightened it.

"Um……"

Xin Shuangqing cried out in pain, but then gritted her teeth to hold it in.

When Lin Han carefully treated her other wounds, Xin Shuangqing couldn't help but shed a tear.

"Palace Master! Thank you, Palace Master!"

……

On the other side, after receiving Lin Han's order, Ma Dachang also picked up a single-edged sword from the ground.

He walked towards Peng Lianhu viciously.

Under normal circumstances, when both of them had suffered some internal injuries, even if Peng Lianhu was weaker than Ma Dachang, even if he couldn't win, Peng Lianhu would still take the opportunity to escape.

But after seeing what happened to Sha Tongtian just now, Peng Lianhu didn't know what happened to him. He didn't even have the consciousness to resist!

Ma Dachang raised his sword and killed Peng Lianhu cleanly.

He cut off his head in just a few strokes.

"Palace Master!"

Ma Dachang raised Peng Lianhu's head as if to take credit, and shook it deliberately for fear that Lin Han didn't notice it.

Lin Han had just helped Xin Shuangqing stand up, and when he saw Ma Dachang's look, he was startled.

"What? You still like playing this?"

"Hehehe!" After being said this by Lin Han, Ma Dachang seemed a little embarrassed.

With the thumb of his other hand holding the single-edged sword upside down, he scratched the back of his head and said awkwardly:"Didn't you, Palace Master, say that I would bring Sha Tongtian's head to see you?"

After saying that, he looked at Sha Tongtian's body that had been split into two pieces with a trace of helplessness on his face.

"Look at what has happened to Sha Tongtian. I will cut off Peng Lianhu's head and give it to you!"

"Well……"

Lin Han had not expected that Ma Dachang's execution ability would be so strong.

His original intention was to just kill him. But he actually cut off his head and wanted to give it to him.

What for? To stew it and eat it?

Lin Han couldn't help but shiver.

"Oh, this, you should keep it for yourself."

After saying that, he helped Xin Shuangqing to sit aside.

Ma Dachang was left with a confused look on his face, looking at the head in his hand, unable to figure out what was going on.

……

The Lingjiu Palace troops in Pingyang Manor were busy cleaning up the battlefield.

Murong Fu, who had finally escaped from the manor, was still desperately trying to escape.

Even though he was injured, he did not dare to stay for a moment.

He was afraid that if he stopped for a moment, Lin Han would lead his men to chase him.

After finally escaping from the influence of Baituo Mountain, Murong Fu finally dared to take a break.

In this way, he hid all the way and finally saved his life and arrived at Zhongdu.……

""Your Highness! Your Highness!"

The servant ran all the way, as if something was chasing him, and shouted to Wanyan Honglie.

At this moment, Wanyan Honglie was walking on the stone bridge in the back garden with Bao Xiruo.

""You are so flustered! What a disgrace!"

Wanyan Honglie and Bao Xiruo were just in love, but they didn't expect this servant to be so blind.

The good poetic mood was ruined by this guy.

Wanyan Honglie was naturally not in a good mood to talk to him.

"" Your Highness, please forgive me! Something, something happened!"

The servant's tone was urgent, as if his butt was on fire.

Wanyan Honglie's face sank, and then he looked at Bao Xiruo with an apologetic look.

Bao Xiruo immediately understood and lowered her head slightly,"Your Highness, since you have important matters to attend to, I will withdraw first!" After a slight bow, she turned around and left.

Seeing Bao Xiruo's back walking away, Wanyan Honglie turned around.

He glanced at the servant kneeling on the ground with a bad temper,"Tell me, what's the matter!"

""Master Murong is back!"

Hmm?

Wanyan Honglie showed a trace of doubt on his face. Why are you so excited about such a small matter as Murong Fu's return?

Seeing the displeasure on Wanyan Honglie's face, the servant explained:"He was beaten! According to him, Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu should have been in trouble as well!"

"Oh?"

Wanyan Honglie's eyebrows twitched twice,"Where is Master Murong now?"

"Waiting for the prince in the study!"

…… study

""Master Murong, what's going on?"

Wanyan Honglie, who had just pushed the door open, saw Murong Fu, who was sitting on a chair with a rather grim look on his face.

When Murong Fu saw the prince coming, he immediately stood up to greet him. However,

Wanyan Honglie hurriedly stepped forward and held Murong Fu's shoulders.

"Mr. Murong, there is no need to be so polite! Tell me, what happened?"

"Your Majesty," Murong Fu sorted out his thoughts,"Murong Fu has failed to live up to your trust.……"

Then, he told Wanyan Honglie everything that happened in Pingyang Manor.

Based on his own injuries, he described a heroic battle with the Lingjiu Palace gang.

Wanyan Honglie was excited and nodded repeatedly.

""Master Murong, thank you for your help!" Wanyan Honglie clasped his hands towards Murong Fu and continued,"According to Master Murong, what level does the Lingjiu Palace Master Lin Han have in the Southern Song martial arts world?"

Murong Fu did not expect Wanyan Honglie to ask this question suddenly, and for a moment he did not know how to answer.

Just now he was so boastful, saying that he had fought with Lin Han for three hundred moves, but was finally outnumbered and defeated.

Now Wanyan Honglie actually wanted to compare him with the martial artists in the Southern Song martial arts world. If he said that no one in the Southern Song martial arts world could beat Lin Han, wouldn't that be equivalent to exposing himself?

……

Wanyan Honglie was naturally not very clear about Murong Fu's thoughts.

Seeing that he was hesitant to answer, he thought that Murong Fu was comparing seriously. Therefore, he did not think about it.

After a while, he saw Murong Fu hesitantly answer:"If you say that I am not familiar with the martial arts world of the Southern Song Dynasty. But Lin Han's martial arts are indeed not inferior to mine!

"Three hundred moves away, he should be able to win by a narrow margin!"