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Zhang Mingda and the other three were dumbfounded when they saw a figure smashed straight into a mountain like a broken kite.

After finally regaining their senses, they realized clearly that Lin Yan had actually defeated Ling Ba.

In an instant, ecstasy and excitement flooded into the hearts of the three of them, and the three of them immediately ran towards the mountain peak.

"Brother Lin Yan."

Looking at Lin Yan standing in the void above the mountain peak, Zhang Mingda's eyes were filled with admiration.

But the stalwart man and the burly man looked respectful. They were already overwhelmed by Lin Yan's formidable strength. When they looked at Lin Yan again at this moment, their hearts were filled with awe.

But they were really happy to see Lin Yan safe and sound.

Lin Yan smiled at Zhang Mingda and said, "Let's leave here."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yan landed lightly.

"What about Lingba?" Zhang Mingda asked curiously, looking into the cracked mountain peak.

"Dead." Lin Yan's answer was straightforward.

"Dead." Zhang Mingda widened his eyes.

The two guards also looked at each other, and found that each other's eyes were full of shock.

How can they not be shocked? Although they admit that Lin Yan is extremely powerful in their hearts, they dare not imagine that the most outstanding young elite bully in the entire Zhongzhou City is actually kicked to death by Lin Yan.

However, they believed it even more because Lin Yan had absolutely no need to lie.

"Brother Lin Yan, you are so powerful." Zhang Mingda was so excited that he didn't know what to say. In the end, he puffed up his cheeks and choked out these few words. In his eyes, any word that describes a super strong It can be placed on Lin Yan's body, and it's not too much.

"Thank you Mr. Lin Yan for saving your life." After all, the two guards have more experience in dealing with things. They respectfully saluted and bowed to Lin Yan to thank them. They knew that if Lin Yan hadn't defeated the bully, they would have died long ago. This kindness They can't repay, they can only express their inner gratitude with the most sincere gratitude.

They used to call Lin Yan by his name directly, but now they are more humble, but they don't think there is any shame in it, and they feel very honored to be able to get to know a super new star.

"Thank you, it's polite to say that." Lin Yan laughed.

Lin Yan's approachability fell into the eyes of the two guards, which made them admire Lin Yan even more.

"Brother Lin Yan has such a strong skill, why didn't anyone mention it in Zhongzhou City? Brother Lin Yan, you must be from an outer city. You must be very famous in the city where you live." Zhang Mingda seemed to be very interested in Lin Yan's The identity was very curious, so I didn't think about anything else, so I asked directly.

But the faces of the strong man and the skinny man immediately changed. The skinny man hurriedly grabbed Zhang Mingda and said in a low voice, "Master, this is a matter of Mr. Lin Yan's private affairs. You are not suitable to ask about it."

The skinny man is also a warrior anyway, so he naturally understands that Lin Yan has the strength to kill bullies, no matter his identity or origin, he must be very eye-catching, the more powerful he is, the more secrets he has, and the less I like to ask others to ask the bottom line.

Zhang Mingda was very smart, after a little reminder from the lean man, he realized how reckless his actions were before, and quickly apologized to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just a few of us getting together to talk about it now, but I still don't want others to know about killing Lingba and my name."

Although Lin Yan said this with a smile, the two guards couldn't help being startled. They reacted immediately and hurriedly assured: "Mr. Lin Yan, please don't worry, we know the importance of keeping the whole thing secret. .”

After all, Zhang Mingda is not a person who only knows how to read books. Of course, he understands that if Lin Yan's news is revealed, Lingba's death may be implicated on his own head. At that time, if Lingba's father Ling Xiaotian and Heiyanmen get angry, Both himself and his family will suffer, so Zhang Mingda nodded and made up his mind that even if he faced his closest person, he would never reveal anything about what happened today.

Lin Yan didn't ask the three of them to make a guarantee, so he naturally knew that the three of them knew how to do it.

"We should leave here quickly." Lin Yan said lightly.

The three of them had long believed that Lin Yan was the only one to follow, not to mention that Lin Yan was right, no matter whether it was Leng Bo's death or Ling Ba's death, they could not participate in it, let alone let anyone find that they were there, so It's better to leave now.

Half an hour later, Lin Yan and the three of them had chosen a very remote path, reached the main road, and finally left the range of Moon-Watching Mountain.

"Brother Lin Yan, anyway, the Luohe state capital is adjacent to the Nanyang state capital. If you want to leave the Nanyang state capital, you have to pass through the Luohe state capital. Why don't you go to the center of the state capital with us? Let’s host a banquet in honor of Brother Lin Yan and express our gratitude.” Zhang Mingda said very sincerely.

Along the way, when he learned that Lin Yan was about to leave Nanyang Prefecture and head for Zhongzhou City, which was closer to the northern end, Zhang Mingda thought about inviting Lin Yan to have a meal to thank Lin Yan for saving his life.

In fact, it was true that Lin Yan wanted to leave the Nanyang state capital, but his real purpose was to investigate the nearby state capital, hoping to find out the whereabouts of Zhan Jian, but now he couldn't stand Zhang Mingda's kind invitation, so Lin Yan simply agreed.

"Great." Hearing that Lin Yan was willing to save face, Zhang Mingda immediately became excited.

The burly man and the lean man were also delighted.

The group then hired a carriage that passed by on the avenue, and drove quickly to Luohe State Capital in the carriage.

Time gradually reached dusk.

Inside the Black Rock Gate, Ling Xiaotian walked back and forth in the study uneasy.

"My son, Lingba, went to Wangyue Mountain to hunt and kill beasts. It's been almost a day now. With Lingba's strength, the beasts in Wangyue Mountain can't really threaten him. He should have come back a long time ago. Will there be any? Something unexpected happened."

The more he thought about it, the more anxious Ling Xiaotian became, and the frequency of pacing in the room became faster.

Lingba is his only son, he has been very spoiled since he was a child, not to mention that now Lingba is very competitive, he can be said to be better than blue, and he loves his son very much, son Lingba is simply his lifeblood son.

Of course, it's also his reverse scale, he never allows anyone to dare to be unfavorable to the bully.

Even though he knew that in his territory, Nanyang Prefecture, there was no blind guy who dared to harm his son Lingba, but seeing that Lingba hadn't returned after so long, the father couldn't help but feel anxious.

"No, I have to go and have a look." Ling Xiaotian rubbed the bridge of his nose, always feeling a little uneasy.

With a "whoosh", Ling Xiaotian flew directly in the sky, left the Black Rock Gate, and flew straight towards the Moon Moon Mountain outside the city.

After circling around the foot of Wangyue Mountain for a while, Ling Xiaotian stared.

Looking at the completely cracked mountain not far below, Ling Xiaotian had a bad premonition and rushed there like crazy.

Along the way, Ling Xiaotian found six corpses lying on the ground around him. After looking at them one by one, he did not find his son Lingba among them, but Ling Xiaotian still couldn't feel at ease, and quickly landed on the crumbling mountain peak.

Inside the mountain peak, among the rubble, lay a person he was extremely familiar with.

"son."

Ling Xiaotian yelled and rushed over like crazy.

Ling Ba lay flat on the rocks, his eyes were closed tightly, and the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth was already black. Looking at the surface, he could tell that this was definitely a serious injury.

Ling Xiaotian hurriedly tested his son's breathing and heart pulse, and found that he was not breathing at all, and the heart pulse was very weak, to the point where the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dying.

Ling Xiaotian hastily exported his true energy to Ling Ba, and after a lot of hard work, he finally made Ling Ba open his eyes.

In fact, Lin Yan didn't pay close attention to Ling Ba's movements, but directly said that Ling Ba was dead. It wasn't Lin Yan's arrogance. Like now, even if Ling Ba was rescued, he would definitely not be able to save him.

But if Lin Yan knew that Ling Xiaotian would come over so soon, maybe he would confirm Ling Ba's death on the spot.

When Ling Ba wakes up, even with Ling Xiaotian's essence maintaining and protecting his heart, he will not die immediately, but Ling Ba's eyes are loose and his mouth is wriggling, it is very difficult to utter a word, let alone a complete sentence That's it.

Naturally, Ling Ba had no chance to explain the whole story clearly.

But Lingba still exerted all his strength and uttered two words with difficulty: "Lin Yan."

The voice was very weak, and Ling Xiaotian only heard it when he moved close to Ling Ba's ear.

Immediately, Lingba began to pant, his body twitching non-stop.

Ling Xiaotian was so anxious that he desperately poured essence into Ling Ba's body. Even though he knew that there would be no effect, Ling Xiaotian just didn't want to see his son die, because his son was his lifeblood.

At the same time, Ling Xiaotian's face was contorted, and he muttered the word "Lin Yan" in his mouth. Although his voice was low, his tone was very vicious, as if he wanted to cut Lin Yan into pieces.

Suddenly, Ling Xiaotian somehow connected a piece of news from Zhang Cuihua with "Lin Yan".

"Zhang Cuihua told me that a young man surnamed Lin came to my door and snatched my Wanshou Pill. Could it be that this person killed my son?"

Thinking about it, Ling Xiaotian remembered that he still carried the portrait of the person he had drawn according to Zhang Cuihua's description, so he quickly took it out and unfolded it in front of his son Lingba.

"Son, take a look and see if this is the person who killed you."

Ling Badao couldn't speak anymore, he took a hard look at the portrait with his cloudy eyes, and suddenly his eyes opened violently, appearing to be extremely agitated, and then his body twitched violently, and he died.

"My son!" Ling Xiaotian hugged Ling Ba's body, yelling with disheveled hair, as if insane.

After a long time, Ling Xiaotian set his eyes on the portrait.

Staring at the portrait, Ling Xiaotian glared viciously at the handsome young man on the drawing paper, and his voice was full of hatred.

"It turns out that your name is Lin Yan. You are the one who killed my son and took away my Myriad Beast Pill. You, damn it."

"Son, don't worry, even if father doesn't care about Jianghu affairs in this life, regardless of Heiyanmen, he will find this bastard named Lin Yan and cut him into pieces to avenge you."

In the madness, Ling Xiaotian took Ling Ba and went directly to the sky. As for the corpses of Leng Bo and the five guards on the ground, Ling Xiaotian didn't even look at them.

All that was left in his heart was anger, and Lin Yan's name and portrait.

If Lin Yan knew that Ling Ba's father was Ling Xiaotian, that Wanshou Dan belonged to Ling Xiaotian, that Ling Xiaotian got his own portrait through Zhang Cuihua, and so on, he would definitely feel uncomfortable.

However, Lin Yan would definitely not regret that it was useless to confirm Ling Ba's death on the spot, because even if Ling Xiaotian targeted him, so what.

After all, Ling Xiaotian had already decided to kill him since he took away the Wanshou Pill, and now he just added another hatred on the basis of this matter.

And this hatred is only one-sided. In fact, in Lin Yan's opinion, Ling Ba's death is a death that deserves more than guilt.