Chapter 93 Whistleblower

The fallen leaves fly and the branches are scattered.

The blue sky reproduces the sun, and there are white clouds above the blue sky.

Lin Qinglong looked at Tang Yu and slowly shook his head.

"The virtual son is not my master."

Lin Qinglong was neither humble nor arrogant, and said in a hurry.

"Whether my predecessor believes it or not, there is only a deal between me and the nihilless son, and there is no affection. It is also he who instructed me to kill your disciple. Senior, don't you want to see him?"

Tang Yu finally stopped laughing. His face was expressionless and he stared at Lin Qinglong's eyes tightly.

Lin Qinglong showed no weakness and met the sharp eyes, also staring at Tang Yu's eyes. His sharp eyes were as dark and bright as black gems.

"The senior should know that if the nihilistic son wants to hide, no one can find him except me - if the senior doesn't want to see him, just kill me now."

After listening to Lin Qinglong's words, Yesha suddenly tightened his heartstrings and became nervous. He thought to himself, what if Tang Yu really didn't want to see the nihilistic son and really killed Lin Qinglong? For it, whether it enters the underworld or under the hands of Tang Yu, it doesn't seem to be a good end.

After a long time, in the dark forest, the sound of birds came, and Tang Yu's eyes were full of brilliance, which seemed to awaken his deep thoughts.

He waved his big hand, and there was a refreshing fluctuation around him. The vines made a "chirp" sound, and the vines wrapped around Lin Qinglong and Yesha seemed to be living things. They scattered by themselves and retracted back into the soil.

Lin Qinglong and the two of them regained their freedom.

Lin Qinglong stretched out his muscles and bones and looked at Tang Yu with a smile.

Tang Yuzheng smiled and said, "Lin Xiaoyou, I'll spare your life for the time being. Now, you take me to see that nihilistic son. If Lin Xiaoyou wants to deceive me, I think you must know the consequences."

"Please rest assured, no one will joke about his life."

As Lin Qinglong said, he thought to himself, "Once I find a nihilism, I'm afraid I will lose my use value. At that time, it's time for you to kill me!" I have to think of another way to escape."

At the same time, Tang Yu thought to himself: "Once you find the nihilistic son, this boy will lose the value of utilization. However, is it really so easy to find the nihilistic son?

Thinking of this, the suspicious look in Tang Yu's eyes flashed, and he smiled gently on the surface and said, "Lin Xiaoyou, I have removed the boundary. You can lead the way."

Lin Qinglong nodded, patted the universe bag, and put away the night fork. The dark body of the night fork gradually disappeared in the golden light. Before it disappeared, Lin Qinglong saw the dull face of the night fork.

He knows that Yasha is reliable, but is it reliable?

With a bloody work, Lin Qinglong had already sacrificed the blood wave. He immediately stepped on the flying sword, turned into a dazzling red light, swept away in the direction of the sunset, and drew a red line in the air.

**'s toes moved slightly, and Tang Yu's body suddenly followed Lin Qinglong quietly. He looked at Lin Qinglong's back, and the gentle smile on his face disappeared, and a cold and abnormal light flashed in his eyes.

Under the "exilence", the changes in the expression on Tang Yu's face all fell into Lin Qinglong's eyes. Lin Qinglong sneered at the corners of his mouth. In order to save the true qi, he temporarily accepted the "exormination".

Lin Qinglong said in his heart, "It seems that Xu Wuzi is right. Although Tang Yu is known as a gentleman, he is just a hypocrite... Immortal cultivation, false behavior, how should I deal with such a guy?"

In the sunset and the strong wind, Lin Qinglong's expression became more and more solemn.

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When Tang Yu followed Lin Qinglong into the capital of Tang Dynasty, he took his flying sword, landed with his feet, and walked towards Mr. Xu's inn step by step.

At this moment, it's almost evening, and there are few passers-by.

Tang Yu's feet were still suspended, following Lin Qinglong closely, and his clothes were flying, floating like a fairy.

The few pedestrians couldn't help looking back at Tang Yu. At first sight, they exclaimed one after another: "It's the Holy King!" It's the Holy King!"

While exclaiming, "plop" and "plop" all knelt on both sides of the street.

Lin Qinglong looked at the people who knelt down on both sides of the street and thought that all the people here knew Tang Yu, but he thought that Tang Yu had lived in the capital earlier than him, but he only left for a period of time because of the retreat, and at that period of time, people were not enough to forget the only immortal of the Tang Dynasty. People.

So when they saw this, they knelt down and saluted one after another. Some people threw themselves to the ground, constantly following Tang Yu, sticking their lips to the ground, and kissing the dust under Tang Yu's feet, which was much more pious than seeing the emperor.

Tang Yu turned a deaf ear and ignored it.

Lin Qinglong looked back and smiled at him and said, "It turns out that the dog emperor gave you the title of 'Holy King', and he also gave me the title of 'Holy King', but unfortunately I forgot it."

Tang Yu said lightly, "These are all false names. It's best that Lin Xiaoyou doesn't remember. If you always keep these secular fame and fortune in your heart, it will affect your practice."

The words turned around and said, "Why didn't Lin Xiaoyou fly directly to Xu Wuzi's residence? He was born on the street and was worshipped by passers-by. Is this a tip-well message to Xu Wuzi?"

Lin Qinglong did have this intention. No matter how ferocious Xu Wuzi was, how many people he killed, and how many monks regarded him as a 'big demon', Xu Wuzi treated him with a true temperament after all. Compared with Tang Yu, Tang Yu was too hypocritical to recognize which of his words was true and which of which words were false. Tang Yu was indeed He is a dangerous guy.

Therefore, if there is a fight between Xu Wuzi and Tang Yu, Lin Qinglong hopes that Xu Wuzi can survive.

Although the virtual son is now losing all his cultivation and is unable to fight, after all, he is familiar with a lot of magic methods, and may have the opportunity to fight with Tang Yu!

In the face of Tang Yu's questioning, Lin Qinglong was silent for a moment and then said bluntly, "Have you been seen through by your predecessors again? No matter what I think, I can't hide it from the eyes of the predecessor, but now that the predecessor has reached the level of immortals, he must not worry about the conspiracies of the younger generation, will he?

Unexpectedly, Lin Qinglong made the conspiracy clear. Tang Yu's face changed slightly. In the face of this question, he looked stupid when he answered "yes". If he answered "no", he seemed to have no confidence in his skills. Tang Yu had to avoid answering, but smiled gently: "Lin Xiaoyou may not understand the nihilistic old thief. What kind of person is it? If the old thief gets a chance, it will be very troublesome. I think Lin Xiaoyou, like me, is a person who doesn't like trouble.

Lin Qinglong laughed and did not continue to answer. He just turned his back to Tang Yu and continued to move forward.

It is getting closer and closer to Mr. Xu's inn.

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The setting sun cast a layer of blood on the capital.

The low sun pulls the shadow of every pedestrian very long. On the road, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians, and the shadow of each pedestrian is getting longer and longer.

Looking at the shadow in front of him, Lin Qinglong's pace was getting slower and slower. He delayed as much as possible. In the end, even the 60-year-old man with a crutch exceeded his speed.

When the third old man passed in front of Lin Qinglong, Tang Yu finally seemed to be a little impatient. Suddenly, he snorted coldly and flew up!

A dark palm print immediately appeared on Lin Qinglong's back!

With a miserable hum, Lin Qinglong was beaten to the ground and fell three feet away. He spit blood wildly and wet the clothes on his chest.

However, when Lin Qinglong got up tremblingly, he smiled triumphantly at the corners of his mouth!

The smile flashed by, but it was a real smile.

Because at the moment when Lin Qinglong was beaten and spitting blood, Lin Qinglong took the opportunity to eject the blood in his mouth with a wisp of death. The death was extremely thin and difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, even Tang Yu did not notice it.

That wisp of dead air, leisurely, under the precise control of Lin Qinglong, swayed and flew to the sky, moving towards the courtyard of the nothingness.