Lingxiao and Liu Piao floated out of Changsheng City, kept on all the way, and soon reached the foot of Changsheng mountain.

    Looking at the three characters of Changsheng gate on a huge stone in front of him, Liu Piao was stunned.

    "Are you a disciple of Changsheng sect?"

    Liu Piao''s voice was full of shock.

    "Good! What''s the problem?" Lingxiao looked at the green Changsheng mountain in front of him, and his eyes showed a trace of emotion.

    "But... But..."

    Liu Piaoping can''t tell. Changsheng gate ranks at the bottom among the three sects thousands of miles around, much worse than Hehuan sect and Tianmo hall. How can such a sect cultivate Lingxiao''s disciples of such demons?

    With a faint smile, Lingxiao naturally understood Liu Piao''s idea, but he didn''t have the slightest explanation and walked towards Changsheng mountain.

    "What a strange fellow!"

    Liu Piaoping felt that Lingxiao seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, which made her more and more curious and hurried to catch up.

    "I don''t know how Xuewei''s girl is practicing these days."

    Lingxiao''s mouth showed a smile. Things are right and people are wrong in this life. Time reversed, but he felt a trace of warmth on this little girl.

    And Lingxiao faintly felt that Xuewei''s blood was very unusual, as if there was a secret.

    "What''s going on?"

    Lingxiao''s eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and a bad premonition came into his heart.

    All the way up the mountain, but when the disciples of Changsheng sect saw Lingxiao, they all dodged like frightened birds, lest they should avoid it.

    Just a few days ago, when Lingxiao went down the mountain, many disciples paid homage to the son one by one, but now such a change has taken place?

    Something''s wrong!

    Lingxiao''s eyes flashed a shadow. He clearly saw a trace of schadenfreude and sympathy from the eyes of those disciples.

    Lingxiao was too lazy to see the same things as them, accelerated his speed, took a step of more than ten feet, like shrinking into an inch, and flew away in the direction of the Jinse Pavilion.

    When Lingxiao returned to Jinse Pavilion and saw the scene in front of him, he suddenly looked very gloomy.

    The bamboo forest is still a bamboo forest, and the waterfall is still flowing, but the Jinse Pavilion is missing.

    It may be said that Jinse pavilion has become a piece of ruins, and there are still traces of fire burning on the ground.

    "Xuewei! Xuewei, where are you?"

    Lingxiao raised his breath and shouted, and his voice was full of suppressed anger.

    Although the burning of Jinse Pavilion made him angry, Lingxiao was most worried about where Xuewei went.

    The voice of Lingxiao spread all over the four directions, making the bamboo forest tremble slightly, but the figure of the girl in white never appeared.

    Lingxiao''s fist was clenched, and a burning killing opportunity flashed in his eyes.

    "Who is it? Who has the courage to burn down the Jinse Pavilion and take Xuewei? Is it Deng Yalin? I''m afraid he doesn''t have the courage!"

    Lingxiao''s mind turned rapidly, and the whole person was about to reach the edge of rage.

    Liu Piao''s eyes on one side showed a look of shock and curiosity. What shocked her was the evil spirit emanating from Lingxiao, just like the peerless murderer coming out of the sea of corpses, which made her look a little pale.

    And curious, who is Xuewei? Let Lingxiao be so worried and angry?

    Whoosh!

    At this time, three figures came from the bamboo forest in the distance.

    "See the son!"

    The three respectfully saluted Lingxiao.

    Lingxiao''s eyes flashed and recognized the three people in front of him. It was Liu chuanxiong, Gu Zhong and Wang Han who he saved from the mouth of Xuanmu red snake in the fierce beast mountain.

    But now it seems that Liu Chuanxiong and Gu Zhong are black and blue, Wang Han is pale, and their breath is disordered. It is obvious that they have been seriously injured.

    "Tell me what happened!"

    Lingxiao said expressionless.

    But the cold chill in the voice made Liu Chuanxiong and his three people shiver.

    "Tell the son that Lin Haoyu did all this!" Liu Chuanxiong looked at Lingxiao''s cold face and gritted his teeth.

    "Lin Haoyu?"

    Lingxiao frowned. It was a strange name. It wasn''t Deng Yalin who did it in his imagination. After all, the whole Changsheng gate, if there was any gratitude and resentment, Deng Yalin and he had some gratitude and resentment, but he had already expressed his submission to Lingxiao.

    "Lin Haoyu is the grandson of the supreme elder Lin Shan. He ranks second among the true disciples, second only to elder martial sister Nangong!"

    With Liu Chuanxiong''s narration, Lingxiao also understood what happened.

    In addition to the apparent leader of Changsheng gate, nangongxuan, who is a strong master in the master''s realm, there is also a supreme elder Lin Shan. It is said that his cultivation is higher than nangongxuan. He is the first person of Changsheng gate.

    Lin Shan''s favorite grandson is Lin Haoyu. He is 22 years old and has eight accomplishments in the spiritual realm, second only to Nangong Qing. He ranks second among all the true disciples.

    On weekdays, Lin Haoyu is arrogant and domineering, bullying his classmates, and Lin Shan is the backer. Even nangongxuan has a headache for him.

    Moreover, Lin Haoyu is very proud. He has always regarded Nangong Qing as his forbidden land, and he is trying to become the son of Changsheng gate, but Nangong Xuan has never let go.

    This time Lin Haoyu went out of the pass, his accomplishments broke through the nine levels of the spirit realm, and he became the town school martial arts of Changsheng gate, the Seven Star Moon sword. He was energetic and his accomplishments equaled nangongqing.

    However, after he left the pass, he heard that Ling Xiao, a worker disciple of Changsheng gate, had emerged. He not only passed the nine storey Changsheng tower, but also defeated Deng Yalin of Hualing realm with Kaimai realm. He was extremely talented and was recognized by Nangong Xuan as the Holy Son of Changsheng gate.

    The position of the son of God is almost equivalent to the young leader of Changsheng sect. The established future leader has long been regarded by Lin Haoyu as something in his bag. Now he has been obtained by a factotum disciple. Don''t you have to salute when you see this factotum disciple in the future?

    How can Lin Haoyu tolerate this?

    Lin Haoyu was so angry that he immediately brought people to the Jinse Pavilion. He not only burned the Jinse Pavilion, but also took Xuewei.

    "Holy Son, the three of us are too poor to stop Lin Haoyu. After being hurt by him, we can only watch him take Miss Xuewei!"

    Liu Chuanxiong said with red eyes.

    "What about nangongxuan and nangongqing? Didn''t they stop it?" Lingxiao is more and more calm, but people familiar with him know that he has been extremely angry.

    "The patriarch and elder martial sister Nangong are practicing in seclusion. They don''t know this at all! Elder martial brother Deng Yalin also went to find Lin Haoyu''s important person after he knew it. On the contrary, he was beaten by Lin Haoyu. Finally, the eldest elder and law enforcement elder came forward, and he was pressed down by the elder of Mount Lin!"

    Liu Chuanxiong''s three faces were full of bitterness. The elder Lin Shan came forward and protected Lin Haoyu without taboo. What can Lingxiao do even if he is angry?

    Even if nangongxuan leaves the pass, I''m afraid it''s impossible to turn over for a maid and the elder Lin Shan?

    For a moment, Liu Chuanxiong felt angry and sad.