Smiling Proud Wanderer Chapter 80: Storm (3)

The sudden change caused everyone to be surprised, even Yue Buqun had some doubts in his heart.

His kick just now, although it seems to be kicking fiercely, it was actually just for discouragement and didn't use much internal force at all. It stands to reason that Linghu Chong shouldn't just faint like this.

Yue Buqun's face changed slightly. Seeing that Linghu Chong's appearance was not a fake, he hesitated for a while and walked forward. As soon as he grasped Linghuchong's arm, Yue Buqun's face suddenly became extremely ugly. Without saying anything, he rushed back to the room holding Linghu.

Yue Feng and the others were also taken aback, and they quickly guessed that Linghu Chong's situation was a bit uncomfortable, and hurriedly followed.

After returning to the room, Yue Buqun hurriedly healed Linghu Chongyun Gong, while Yue Feng and Ning Zhong stayed aside. As for Yue Lingshan, he used this opportunity to rescue other disciples.

Several hours later, Yue Buqun stopped. At this time, his face was slightly pale, obviously the consumption was not small. As for Linghu Chong, he looked slightly better than before, but he was still unconscious.

"Brother, how is Chong'er." Ning Zhong asked, seeing that Yue Buqun's expression was still very ugly.

Yue Buqun shook his head, did not answer, just said: "Don't ask, wait for Hui Chong'er to wake up and listen to what he said." In the voice, there was obviously also some confusion.

Sure enough, Linghu Chong woke up after a while. At this time, many disciples of the Huashan Sect had already arrived in the room, all looking at Linghu Chong with a worried expression.

When Linghu Chong was sober, Yue Lingshan hurriedly leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "Master, how are you doing?"

Linghu shook his head, just about to speak, but suddenly thought of something, he quickly sat up, looked at Yue Buqun who was standing not far away, and said, "Master, the disciple really has nothing to do with his six weirdos. Let me explain." As he said, he wanted to get up and knelt on the ground.

When Yue Buqun saw this, a trace of boredom flashed across his face, but he waved his hand quickly and said, "You lie down and talk, and tell me what the six weirdos are and how come they come. Huashan, and what's the matter with your injury."

Linghu Chong breathed a sigh of relief, then lay down and said: "The disciple was thinking about practicing on the cliff that day, but he was suddenly tapped on the acupuncture points. Then, he saw the old monk who hadn't quit. , And there are those six monsters."

"The monk was full of nonsense, saying that he wanted to catch his disciple and go back to be his son-in-law. The disciple and the Hengshan Sister Yilin only met once, and there was no contact after that. But no matter what the disciple said, he did not. He refused to let me go. The disciples had no choice but to make false claims with them, so that they could deceive them to help me unlock the acupuncture points."

"Then, the monk took his disciples to hide on Mount Hua, trying to secretly descend down the mountain. The disciples wanted to shout loudly. It can be seen that all of them have a high level of martial arts. They are afraid that even if someone comes, they will not be able to save the disciple, but they will hurt. I have never dared to make a sound after ignoring innocent people. I just wanted to find a way to sneak away."

"Hmph! You still have a bit of conscience." Hearing this, Yue Buqun's face improved a little, and he asked: "What about your Uncle Cong, how did he get caught by those six weird people? Killed."

"Ah, he is my uncle, how come I have never seen him?" Linghu Chong exclaimed, and quickly asked.

"They are from the Sword Sect, you don't know it naturally. I want to leave it alone and talk about how he died." Yue Buqun frowned, and he couldn't help but think of the name Cong Buqi in Zhengqi Hall. The disciple's words, knowing that there must be a hidden secret in it, he asked.

"Yes, this disciple said." Linghu Chong nodded and continued to speak: "The six monsters of Bujie Old Monk and Taogu Liuxian were taking their disciples to hide, but they were suddenly discovered. Disciple. I remember that the person in his fifties was very wretched, and there were a few wearing my Huashan school clothes behind him. Well, I want to come is the uncle Cong mentioned by the master."

Looking up and seeing Yue Buqun nodded, Linghu Chong said: "When he saw the disciple, he asked him if he was Linghu Chong. The disciple was very strange at the time. I don't know how he knew the disciple, but he nodded. Replied. As a result, the man tried to compare swordsmanship with my disciple, and he scolded you, the master, and he even scolded his wife."

Yue Buqun knew that Cong Buqi had always been small, so naturally he couldn't say anything good. I think it was because he had been censured in front of everyone earlier, and felt a little embarrassed, so he wanted to vent his anger on Linghu Chong.

Sure enough, I heard Linghu Chong continue to say: "After hearing this, the disciple was a little angry, so he had to go forward and compete with that person. If you didn't quit, the monk didn't know what was going on, but he didn't stop him. When he wanted to come, he also wanted to see his disciple. How is his martial arts."

"That Cong Buqi had a few tricks with his disciple. The disciple discovered that the man made the swordsmanship of my Huashan school. At first, he thought that he had learned the martial arts of my school. I saw that the man’s swordsmanship was very pure, even better than the disciple. Although the disciple had doubts in his heart, he was not polite and tried to deal with him. The disciple fought him with dozens of strokes, and just barely managed the swordsmanship. It was more than half a move, but he was knocked out by the palm of his hand. I don’t know what happened after that."

Yue Buqun nodded when he heard it, and a desolate feeling could not help but feel in his heart. I thought it was that Bujie monk and the six weird men who wounded Linghucheng and threw it on Cong Buqi's body. As a result, Cong Buqi was torn to pieces by these six weird men. But I didn't expect that Cong Buqi could be regarded as a master of the party, but he died on the words "small in air".

Yue Buqun sighed and said: "Then you tell me, what's the matter with your injury?"

I saw Linghu Chong's face flashed with a puzzled expression, and he said, "The disciple doesn't know. The disciple woke up and found himself in the Zhengqi Hall. At that time, he was very weak, even a little bit of internal strength. I can’t feel it, and thought it was because of being blocked by someone. The monk said that the disciple was injured, but he has been cured. Master, is there any problem with the disciple?"

"What a fart." I saw Yue Buqun speaking and cursing, but soon he knew that he had failed. He sighed and said, "You have eight real qi in your body now, all of which are very tyrannical. These eight truths Qi belong to different sects. I think it’s the six weirdos and the couples who don’t quit. In addition, you also have a lot of power. The nine real qi entangled repeatedly, how can it be good for a while. Fortunately you I have a good foundation, otherwise I would have lost my life. But even so, unless you have a great inner strength, you will be absolutely helpless. By the way, if you don't want to say this, you can explain the matter of Na Yilin to me clearly."

Linghu Chong first listened to Yue Buqun’s description of his injury, and was worried for a while, but when he heard Yue Buqun’s question about Yilin, Linghu Chong couldn’t help but beat a clever face, his face flushed, and then Without any other thoughts, he gritted his teeth and said: "Master, the disciple was wronged. It was all done by the two **** who did not quit the couple, and it has nothing to do with the disciple. Originally, I tried my best to delay the time, and finally took the worship from the church. Yesterday was dragged to today, but she did not expect that the old godly woman said that it might change over time, so that the disciple would go to the bridal chamber with Yilin overnight."

Yue Buqun couldn't help being flushed all of a sudden, so he wanted to step forward and slap Linghu a few times. And about this, Ning Zhong stood up and helped out the siege: "Chong'er, this is not your fault. What happened after that, you can honestly explain."

"What else can happen, it must be that this **** can't hold it back, ruining the reputation of my Huashan and Hengshan factions." Yue Buqun suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "You didn't see the little nun yesterday. The color of peach blossoms. And that old monk, one by one in-laws, is so affectionate, my Huashan faction's face, I let him lose all. Linghu Chong, honestly, is it true?"

"Master, it's no, it's not like that." Linghu Clash showed an expression of grief and indignation, and said, "Although the disciple looks frivolous, he still knows whether it is right or wrong. At this critical time, naturally he won't be easy. I made a mistake. However, I don’t quit that old bastard. I don’t know where I got the aphrodisiac and directly poured it into the disciple. He also said that it was specially prepared for the disciple before going up the mountain."

Yue Buqun pointed at Linghu Chong, his body trembling uncontrollably. You thought to go up and charge Linghu directly, and killed the gangster, but was held by Ning Zhongze, and asked: "Brother, how do you think this is good?"

"How to be good, how to be good, how do I know how to be good." Yue Buqun stomped his feet abruptly in the world, and juggled his sleeves fiercely, only to feel that his stomach full of anger was not coming. .

Not long ago, Jianzong's affairs made him full of resentment, let alone Linghu Chong's incident. When I remembered that Dingyi of the Hengshan School came to inquire about the crime, or that there was a nun among the disciples of the Huashan School, Yue Buqun felt that the ancestors of the Huashan School seemed to be immortal. My head couldn't help but feel dizzy.

After taking a few long breaths, Yue Buqun calmed down a bit and wanted to leave. As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard Yue Feng suddenly say: "Father, go slowly."

Yue Buqun was a little startled and looked at Yue Feng. I saw Yue Feng frowned, as if something was going on. At this time, although Yue Buqun was full of anger, he did not completely lose his mind because of this, and asked: "What do you have, please say it."

Yue Feng said that since entering the room, he couldn't help but recall some stories about the novels in his previous life. Suddenly, it was difficult to calm my heart, and even the conversation between Linghuchong and Yue Buqun and the others hadn't been heard much.

Looking at Yue Buqun, a hesitation flashed across Yue Feng's face, and he said, "Father, what do you think will happen to Master Feng and the others going here."

Yue Buqun's face changed slightly, but at this time he didn't bother to think about it, and asked directly: "What did you think of, just say it quickly, don't linger."

Yue Feng pondered for a moment, and said: "The people from the Songshan faction left before, and they will not be willing to come. If Master Feng and the others leave and they happen to meet these people, what should be done?"

As soon as Yue Feng said this, Yue Buqun couldn't help being surprised. If the Songshan faction meets Feng Buping, it will inevitably end with the entire army being wiped out. When the time comes, not to mention that Jianzong and Qizong have completely broken, and there will be no chance of reconciliation. Even Feng Qingyang would definitely think that these people had died in Yue Buqun's hands. And his Yue Buqun himself, his reputation in the arena, will also be completely destroyed.

When I thought of this, Yue Buqun only felt that the sky was about to collapse. After a while, he stabilized his body and said: "Junior sister, hurry, leave Huashan with me. Feng'er, Huashan faction. , I will leave it to you first."