"Get up." Lin Yue helped her up. At this time, Yang Qing arrived. Lin Yue said to Jian Chier: "You go back first, I will tell you tomorrow."

Jian Chi'er felt excited after hearing such condescending words.

"Master." Jian Chi'er bowed respectfully to Yang Qing.

Just as Lin Yue asked her to do.

Yang Qing nodded, "Did you neglect the little holy king?"

Before Jian Chi'er could speak, Lin Yue said first: "She did a good job."

Yang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and let Jian Chi'er go down. When she and Lin Yue were left alone, she bowed in a low voice and said, "The little holy king...his business."

Lin Yue picked up the tea that Jian Chi'er poured for him before leaving, took a sip, and said unhurriedly: "You sent away your disciple, then I can only ask you to do one thing."

Yang Qingfang's heart tightened. She was ten years older than Jian Chi'er, and was only twenty-five years old. She was extremely well maintained, especially her long white legs, which were the dream of many male disciples.

"Stay with me tonight." Lin Yue put down the teacup without mincing words.

"You've gone too far!" Yang Qing was furious, "You still owe me an answer."

Lin Yue smiled, "I can answer your first question. Your father, Yang Kai, was at the hill where you grew up this morning."

Yang Qing's delicate body trembled slightly, knowing that the hillock was not only the place where she lived when she was a child, but also the place where her mother's grave was.

"Morning, where is he now?" Yang Qing asked anxiously.

Lin Yue smiled, "This is the second question."

"You!" Yang Qing's chest heaved, "You will only tell me what I want."

"I said, stay with me." Lin Yue walked into his room, "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person you think."

The door was about to close. Yang Qing gritted her teeth, knowing that Lin Yue was forcing her. If she missed this time, she might never know the whereabouts of her father.

With a bang, the door closed, and Lin Yue lay on the big bed, patting the edge of the bed, "Sit here."

"You!" Yang Qing was extremely angry, feeling that Lin Yue was too bullying.

She was obviously a high-ranking twelfth elder, but she couldn't get any favors from Lin Yue.

Yang Qing gritted her teeth, her red lips almost bleeding, and sat next to Lin Yue with her body trembling.

"Then what?" Yang Qing said angrily.

Lin Yue took her hand. Yang Qing resisted at first, but knowing that Lin Yue was soft-hearted and not hard-hearted, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure.

But who knew that Lin Yue closed his eyes and said in a daze: "No more."

Having said that, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Yang Qing frowned, wondering what Lin Yue was thinking.

She got closer and saw that Lin Yue was breathing steadily and had really fallen asleep.

"He let me come in just for this?" Lin Yue still held her jade hand, and Yang Qing didn't dare to move. She blew out the crystals of light in the room: the light of the burning fire, and closed her eyes.

...

When Lin Yue opened his eyes, he still felt the warmth of Yang Qing, who was leaning against the bed and sleeping.

Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief as the sunshine of July 28th shone down.

"It looks like we are really out of trouble."

He kept Yang Qing here just to gain some psychological stability.

After all, no matter how strong a man is, he still needs a woman to accompany him occasionally at certain times.

Lin Yue sat up, and Yang Qing also woke up. She looked at Lin Yue strangely, and her face couldn't help but turn red, "Are you awake?"

Lin Yue nodded, "Thank you."

Yang Qing was suddenly made uncomfortable by Lin Yue's polite tone. Didn't this guy really want to control others?

Why are you so polite all of a sudden?

Lin Yue didn't know that Yang Qing had these thoughts in her heart.

I stretched, got out of bed, opened the door, and let the sun shine on my body.

Yang Qing looked at that slender back and couldn't help but be a little fascinated.

"Hello."

Lin Yue's voice came, and Yang Qing came back to her senses, "Huh?"

Lin Yue said: "Hongmeng Dou, are you ready?"

Yang Qing didn't know why he suddenly asked this, she shook her head and said: "You are so powerful, you should know that the Forgotten Immortal Sect is not as good as before, and participating in the Hongmeng Dou is just a matter of participation."

Lin Yue smiled faintly. Of course he knew the situation of Wangxian Sect. Even if Qinji was like this, she didn't blame the people below.

But he still said: "What if I am confident that the Wangxian Sect will win the Hongmeng Fight?"

Yang Qing was startled. Although her current relationship with Lin Yue was a bit subtle, she still looked at the young man in the sunshine with a surprised look on her face. "It's impossible. The current strength of the three major sects is the result of many years of development. Hongmeng

How can you have time to change when a fight is imminent?"

"Time is very tight." Lin Yue also knew that it was difficult, and his current cultivation level was not enough, but after winning the Hongmeng Dou, he could enter Daohe, where there are the keys to the eight secrets of the universe.

The start of the Hongmeng Fight was the day when the Dao River was opened, so even after a hundred thousand years, Lin Yue had no chance to enter, but he was sure of the secret inside.

"I need some helpers. With them, there may be a chance." Lin Yue looked at Yang Qing seriously.

The latter quickly asked: "What kind of helper?"

She herself was deceived, and unexpectedly believed in this young man again under mysterious circumstances.

"One of them is you." Lin Yue said lightly.

Yang Qing's pretty face turned red, "Me? During the Hongmeng fight, the three gate masters of Chixiao Pavilion and the four demon masters of the Demon Sea will also appear. I am no match for them."

Lin Yue said: "This month I will guide you in the way of swordsmanship, Tianyan Sword Technique and other tricks."

Yang Qing's heart tightened, "Are you telling the truth?"

Lin Yue nodded, "The modified moves are more difficult to practice than the original ones. I hope you can try your best."

If other disciples saw it, they would definitely think that the elder was crazy and would believe the words of a young man.

But Yang Qing tried the Tianyan Sword Technique taught by Lin Yue to Jian Chi'er yesterday, and it was indeed extremely mysterious.

"Little Saint King, please give me advice!" Yang Qing stood up and bowed to the martial arts.

Lin Yue said: "Don't worry, I need you to help me find someone now."

"Little Holy King, please speak."

"Dragon Scale." Lin Yue said lightly.

Yang Qing was startled, "Elder of the Seventh Palace, this may be a bit difficult."

"Go on."

Yang Qing continued: "Long Lin has a withdrawn temperament and has always been alone. Even if I am also an elder, I may not be able to see him."

"It doesn't matter." Lin Yue said, "Just help me find his location. I have other things for you to deal with."

Yang Qing was dubious, guessing that the second person Lin Yue wanted to find was Long Lin.

But this person is too difficult.

He only values ​​his sword and is a man who loves his sword as much as his life. Ordinary people have no idea what he is thinking.

After Lin Yue drank a few cups of tea, Yang Qing came back and reported: "Long Lin happens to be in the back mountain of the Seventh Palace."

"Okay." Lin Yue stood up and prepared to set off.

Yang Qing advised: "Wait a minute, you want to go directly to the back mountain?"
Chapter completed!