Ling Yixin and others were depressed. Although there were many of them, except Ling Chuxi and Ling Zhongxuan, the strength of others was limited. Facing the late period of three imperial orders and the peak of one imperial rank, they were vulnerable.

"Can I help you?" Huangfu asked lightly.

He also saw the strength gap between the two sides, but from the first day of understanding, he tried not to interfere in Ling Chuxi's affairs. Even if it was a matter of life and death, he would never do anything less than once. Only through life and death, and constant experience, can Ling Chuxi grow faster. Ling Chuxi didn't disappoint him, and even brought surprise to him.

This has become his habit, and this time is no exception.

Ling Yixin and others are looking forward to and worshiping Huangfu qingjue. No matter the strength of the divine rank or the status of the adjudicator, Huangfu qingjue has steadfastly stabilized Yu Wensi Cheng. As long as he is willing to appear, Yu wensicheng may not even have the courage to make a move.

However, Huangfu qingjue was born with a mysterious and cold atmosphere. In addition, with the high status of the adjudicator, Ling Chuxi did not speak, and they did not dare to ask for help.

"No, the Ling family wants to stand up, but it still depends on itself." Ling Chuxi shook his head and said faintly, "Meng Zheng, no problem?"

"No Meng Zheng's eyes are cold as water, carrying a long knife toward Yuwen Sicheng.

Under the afterglow of sunset, Meng Zheng's broken arm is particularly conspicuous, some desolate, and some solemn and stirring, but his pace is so calm, that is not a tall back, but also true and solid.

"Sister Chu Xi, how can you let him go?" Ling Yixin asked.

Although Meng Zheng's temperament is dull and, in LAN Xinyu's words, he always faces a dead man who is not close to him. However, after staying in the Ling family for such a long time, the people of Ling family also have some understanding of Ling Chuxi, a strange guard, and know that he is the strength of the mid imperial period.

According to reason, even if you don't need Huangfu qingjue, it should be Ling Chuxi himself, or Ling Zhongxuan. How could Meng Zheng, who was in the middle of the imperial hierarchy, let him die?

"The middle of the imperial order is actually the middle of the imperial order. It seems that the Ling family really has no successor. Ha ha ha ha." Meng Zheng didn't deliberately hide his strength. Yu Wen Sicheng easily saw through his details and didn't know that he was not Ling's son. He laughed wildly.

"Do you need to kill him?" Standing in front of Yu Wen Sicheng, Meng Zheng looked at him and asked in a low voice.

"Save him a dog's life, but you don't have to leave any affection." Ling Chuxi said.

Ling Chuxi doesn't like killing people because sometimes, not killing is more cruel than killing. Treat yuwensicheng this kind of person, with a tooth for a tooth ten times more comfortable, isn't it?

"I see. Life is not like death, right? I understand." Meng Zheng nodded.

"Even if you are qualified to speak such a big story, I don't know the height of heaven and earth!" Yu Wen Sicheng thinks that the Ling family must be full of brains. First of all, Ling Ziyun, who had only the mid-term strength of the imperial rank, rushed to die. Now there is one who is not only brainwashed, but also has a bad look. When he sees himself, he will beat Ling Ziyun into a dead dog and dare to come up and look for abuse.

Even if you want to die, he won't blame me! Yu Wensi was so ambitious that he even ignored the ban of the Ruling Council of the aristocratic family. With one sword, he would kill him, and he would cut his way toward Meng Zheng.

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