Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 353: Master Zuo Ruotong

"Senior brother!?"

When Li Muxuan said this, everyone was in an uproar.

"Friend, what's going on? Are you related to this Li Muxuan?" He Songling was right. Li Muxuan, who was sure that Quan Xing was calling him his senior brother, could only mean that this person was either Quan Xing or Wang Yaozu's apprentice. Right now, the righteous path had the upper hand, so it would be absolutely right to capture him first.

But Ruan Tao's first reaction was to take stock of the situation first.

His approach can be considered safe. As the eldest disciple of the sect and the future head of the sect, it is a mature approach to avoid making enemies in the sect. However, considering his later behavior of "being a teacher when he bullies others and committing suicide when he is bullied", it can only be said to be quite ridiculous.

"You just heard it. He has now joined Quan Xing! You..."

He Songling scratched his ears and interrupted Ruan Tao: "So what? Do you still want to ask who my master is?"

Ruan Tao was the eldest disciple, but Hou Ling was not. Moreover, he was always quick to speak, and he said in a whining tone, "Humph, supporting the Quan Xing villains, with your character, I don't think your master is anything..."

"oi!"

Before he could finish his words, several people from the crowd behind him rushed over like crazy. Gao Gen and Feng Ping were the closest and attacked directly. Gao Gen knocked Hou Ling to the ground with one punch and covered his mouth with all his strength, his veins bulging and his face grim, for fear that he would say another word.

Feng Ping even let out a "whoosh" and spit out a wave of fire, blocking Ruan Tao who subconsciously wanted to come to support.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the female disciple of Qingzhuyuan pursed her lips into a whistle, and was about to blow into Songfeng's Qi arrows, but she heard a "swoosh" sound behind her head, and a chill penetrated into her bones. Then a emerald green sword energy that was much greener and more massive than her green Qi arrows came down, shattering all her Qi arrows, and even almost slashing her head because she couldn't stop in time.

A few strands of hair fell in front of her eyes, and the female disciple from Qingzhu Garden screamed.

"Oh!"

Ruan Tao waved his hand to disperse Fengping's fire wall, and his expression was even uglier than when Li Muxuan said he would join Quanxing. He glared at Gao Gen and said, "Brother Gao, I gave you enough face just now. What are you doing now? Are you helping the Quanxing monsters to kill my people from Qingzhuyuan?"

"Come on, Brother Gao stopped you for your own good."

The disciple of the Three Talents of the Yellow Gate who came up from behind was none other than Xiao Zhou, who had fought with He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei in Yanwu Hall at that time. And the one with the green sword energy was, needless to say, Xiao Wan, the son of the head of Yanwu Hall.

Including Gao Gen, the only sect that was beaten in Yanwu Hall was the Natural Sect. After all, Jiangnan is far from North China, and the four sects are not united yet, so there is no need for them to act together. Liu Deshui didn't come either, right?
"What do you mean?" Ruan Tao was confused again. He was stunned for a moment, then put down his hand and looked at Gao Gen: "No matter what's going on, Brother Gao, let my junior brother go first."

"I can't let him go. You don't understand. I'm trying to save him." Gao Gen shook his head desperately: "If he says that, he will die here today."

"What? Didn't my junior brother ask who his master was?" Ruan Tao was stunned, then said: "Li Muxuan's senior brother, his master is either Wang Yaozu or another Quan Xing monster, this is still..."

"Oh my god!" Gao Gen exclaimed, and called out anxiously: "Brother He, please show mercy, those who don't know..."

"Tom!"

Ruan Tao's body suddenly sank into the ground, as if he was pressed into the ground by an invisible giant, just level with the ground.

"hiss……"

Everyone gasped. You know, Yinghe Tower has very high specifications. Although the whole building is made of wood, the ground foundation of the first floor is made of the best bluestone bricks. This is pressed in... Tsk.

At this moment, Gao Gen finally finished his words: "Not guilty... uh."

Gao Gen took a look at Ruan Tao who was embedded in the ground and couldn't help but shudder.

"You deserve it, Qingzhuyuan."

Someone who didn't understand what was going on asked, "Brother Gao, what's going on? Why do you also call him Senior Brother? Who is he?" Gao Gen let go of Hou Ling who was struggling violently, glanced at him, and said, "I've made Junior Brother Wan Yanwutang, Junior Brother Zhou Huangmen, Xiaofeng Huodezong, and even Li Muxuan who just joined Quanxing, all of them have to call him Senior Brother. Guess who else is He?"

"what?"

"hiss……"

While the slow-witted person was still thinking, the smart person felt a chill all over his body and blurted out, "He Songling!"

"Wow!"

In an instant, it was as if cold water was thrown into a boiling oil pan, causing it to boil over and over again, almost blowing the roof of the Yinghe Tower off.

"He Songling?"

"He Songling from the Trinity Sect?"

"He is He Songling?"

"Fuck! He Songling! The living He Songling!"

……

There are many different opinions.

Gao Gen turned around and gave Hou Ling a sympathetic look: "Go on, keep talking. If you dare to talk about his master, you'll be on your own."

"Afraid? What are you afraid of? He didn't even reveal his identity!" Hou Ling was actually very scared, but he was similar to Li Muxuan, except that he didn't have Li Muxuan's talent. However, the way they tried to hold on for the sake of face when encountering problems was exactly the same.

He spoke tremblingly, "And, he made friends with the Quanxing monster, and, he injured my senior brother over a disagreement. Even if Zuo Menchang is here, he was negligent and must be dealt with first!"

At first, Hou Ling still forced himself to speak, but the more he spoke, the more he felt that he was right, and his chest unconsciously straightened up.

Then it collapsed again.

Hou Ling felt as if an invisible giant hammer had hit his chest. His chest bones were broken into pieces and thrown backwards, knocking down a large number of cabinets, tables and handrails in Yinghe Tower.

"Ah ah ah..."

Hou Ling lay on the ground screaming in pain.

"Don't scream. I didn't hurt you, just like you. I enhanced your senses so that you felt your bones were broken." He Songling said without even turning his head, "By the way, what you broke were all thousand-year-old agarwood. Remember to add the five hundred dollars together. I'll ask your master to compensate you later."

Hou Ling was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

Others were also silent.

Are you kidding? That was Zuo Ruotong! A junior from the Stinky Green Bamboo Garden. Their sect leader had obediently followed the etiquette of a disciple and asked Zuo Ruotong for advice. How dare he scold Zuo Ruotong?
Not many people are beaten to death.

"In case there are still people who don't know, I'll trouble you to tell me once. My master is Zuo Rutong!" He Songling put his hands behind his back and looked around, "Does anyone else have any complaints about my master?"

"No, no, no."

It seemed as if a large number of rattles shaking in unison suddenly appeared in the Yinghe Tower, and one end was shaking faster than a five-speed electric fan.

Just kidding, if Zuo Rutong was here, they wouldn't even be like this. But He Songling?
Isn't his notoriety widespread enough?
(End of this chapter)