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"Then, such a powerful person, why is there no rumor in the world?"
Everyone shook their heads when they heard this, feeling that Ling Yun seemed to have appeared suddenly, and his identity was extremely mysterious.
"There are many strange people and things in this world. There are probably many people like Mr. Ling, but they are not often active in our sight. People with his strength probably don't care about these false names in the world, and just want to travel through life."
The tall and thin young man gave his own opinion, which was praised by the other three.
"Do you think there is such a possibility?"
As Ling Yun's number one fan, Park In-meng picked up the teacup: "We Hanmeng follow the will of heaven, so God sent Mr. Ling, who has lived in the mountains for a long time, to help us? And when he just showed up, he seemed to know nothing about pigtails, and he covered it up with my help." "
So, the lineage he inherited from his master has been in seclusion for hundreds of years?"
"Maybe." Pei Xiayan thought of what happened last night, and her ears were slightly hot. "But it doesn't matter, as long as he cares about the Han people and can stand up for the miserable Han people in the world."
During their conversation, a white dove fell from the sky. Pei Xiayan, who heard the familiar movement, immediately walked out of the cabin, took out the secret letter sealed with beeswax tied to the white dove's feet, and let the white dove go.
She hurried into the cabin and unfolded the secret letter.
"Leader, what's the matter?"
Pei Xiayan looked at everyone with a serious expression after reading it: "That dog emperor will arrive in Huzhou tonight!"
In the evening, Ling Yun was a little tired of playing, and couldn't help but miss Qi Jingjing and the others. It would be very interesting if there was a beautiful woman accompanying him, instead of being alone. Thinking about it, he thought of the taste of Pei Xiayan last night. It must be said that the feeling of a martial artist is also very wonderful. Before going back, he must at least pull her to be intimate a few more times.
"Mr. Ling!"
Park Renmeng appeared behind him panting. Ling Yun opened his folding fan and shook it: "What's the matter?"
"The Tartar emperor appeared!"
Ling Yun followed Park Renmeng to a restaurant. After entering, he saw three people by the window.
Although they were dressed ordinary, Ling Yun recognized them as his mission targets at a glance.
With his back to him was a strong man with a burly figure and a height of about 1.9 meters, which was half a head taller than him. The two people facing him, one of them has a thin and long face, and his face is full of pockmarks, but he has a faint sense of "nobleness". The other middle-aged man is pale and has a sissy manner. At first glance, you can tell that he is a special professional in the palace.
It seems that the information has not changed. All three people are here.
"Mr. Ling, this way!"
He just glanced at it. Park Renmeng on the side was worried that if he looked at it for too long, he would alert the enemy, so he pulled Ling Yun to a table next to him.
"Miss Pei, see you again."
Ling Yun smiled and sat beside her. After he sat down, he clearly felt that the woman next to him was breathing heavier, and even wanted to move aside, but he held her hand.
Pei Xiayan's body stiffened, but she didn't dare to make too much noise, lest she be discovered by the three guardians.
"Mr. Ling, this is our "Eagle Claw Hand" Gu guardian!" Park Renmeng introduced the old man to Ling Yun, and the young man also smiled at the old man and nodded to greet him.
"This is our guardian Liu, who is good at leg skills!"
Ling Yun pinched Pei Xiayan's little hand under the table, glanced at the three guardians, but didn't care in his heart.
It is estimated that these people together are not enough for the strong man at the Tartar table to deal with alone, but this time it is an assassination, not a head-on confrontation. They are all mortals, and those who are supposed to die suddenly after being hit by a few flying knives will still die suddenly.
Not to mention that the people at the two tables have different thoughts, a yellow dog suddenly walked in at the door.
The people at a table near the door saw that the dog was cute, so they threw it a meat bone, and the dog quickly started eating with its tail shaking.
"I say, is this a wolf or a dog?" One of the fat people at the table near the door suddenly asked this question with a smile.
"It's a wolf. Didn't you see that its tail is drooping?"
"Come on, a dog's mouth is so short, and a wolf's mouth is very pointed, so it's a dog!"
The debate at this table quickly attracted the attention of Ling Yun and the emperor's table, and everyone looked at the yellow dog in the topic with a smile.
"Tsk, some people can't even tell the difference between a wolf and a dog, pitiful, pathetic!"
Ling Yun's sudden words stunned everyone, and they all turned their attention to him, even the emperor was no exception.
"Hey, young man, so you understand it?"
Ling Yun ignored the crazy gestures of the other four people and stood up loudly, shaking his fan: "It's very simple, just look at the color. Our local dogs are yellow, and coyotes are mostly gray, so gray ones are wolves, and yellow ones are dogs! Remember, yellow ones are dogs!"
This sentence was equivalent to opening a group silence, and everyone in the restaurant was silent.
"Oh, guest, please, don't talk nonsense!" The boss was so scared that he was sweating and his legs were weak!
"You bastard!"
With a roar and the sound of slapping the tabletop, the sturdy man at the emperor's table stood up. His burly body with a sense of oppression was like a mountain. He glared at Ling Yun fiercely: "You bastard, are you really looking for death?"
The pockmarked young man did not say much, but watched the development of the incident.
"I'm looking for death?" Ling Yun took back his folding fan in surprise and tapped it in his palm. "I said, sturdy man, I'm just discussing dogs. What do you think I'm talking about?"
Without waiting for the sturdy man to continue asking, Ling Yun immediately pointed at the yellow dog with the handle of the fan: "In addition to color, there is another way to distinguish."
"You can go and see what's in the dog's food bowl. The one with dense bran is a wolf, and the one with sparse bran is a dog. So, the one with sparse bran is a dog!"
If you say that you might have suspected that Ling Yun was a slip of the tongue just now, but combined with what he said now, everyone knows that this man is definitely a traitor!
"You bastard, you must kill all your clans!" The sturdy man drew out his big knife and prepared to execute Ling Yun on the spot.
"Kill all nine clans? Hahaha!" Ling Yun laughed, "Even if you kill all ten clans, so what? I forgot to say that everyone present today is my brother, my beloved relatives and friends!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone began to run for their lives, even the boss slipped out the back door.
The Hanmeng F4 were dumbfounded. They had seen tigers before, but they had never seen such a tiger!
Pei Xiayan was so anxious that she almost jumped up and down. Brother, no matter how powerful you are, you said this in public. Are you afraid that others don't know that you want to rebel?
The sturdy man's eyes were already bloodshot, and even the pockmarked young man had a gloomy face. His eyes suppressed the deep anger, but it was suppressed by his good upbringing.
Ling Yun glanced at the three of them, then kicked over the empty table next to him, letting the table fly towards the three people.
The first to bear the brunt was the sturdy man, but he took a horse stance, held his breath, and directly split the table with a knife.
Unexpectedly, before he had enough strength left, Ling Yun had already approached him. Mo Bai pulled out the black blade, which flashed with white light. A blood mark appeared on the neck of the sturdy man, and then his body softened and he slowly lay down!