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Chapter 7, Who Calls Gratitude and Enmity?

"Thank you, Taoist priest." Sima Lin turned to Zhu Baokun again: "The surname Zhu does not need others to interfere. You and I will break up here. No matter whether the relationship between the past is, if you kill me, you can leave. But after today, the Qingcheng Sect will still chase you and never die. If you can't defeat me, then don't mention everything, and you will have no future. Do you dare to respond?"

When Sima Lin said this, everyone sighed in their hearts: "This man is so handsome, with clear grudges and responsibility, and I underestimated him before." Ah Zhu also thought to himself that this Qingcheng Sect is indeed different from the other groups of people, not as disgusting as those northern barbarians.

Zhu Baokun passed by everyone and stood in front of Sima Lin and said, "Senior brother just do it. But the master is not me. Zhu Baokun has become a disgrace today and is not ashamed of being a fellow in the world, but he is unwilling to bear the reputation of killing his master."

Sima Lin's face turned pale: "The evil thief, you still have to make a quibble! He was so angry that he jumped high and shot the thunder god at Zhu Baokun," Zhu Baokun smiled miserably, not evading. Although he was an undercover agent from Penglai to Qingcheng, he was also a bloody man. He thought to himself: "Master Dulingzi treats me very much, but the Qingcheng Sect has never let me down. Good men have a clear grudge. I am now in a dilemma, and it is not in vain to die at the hands of Senior Brother Sima."

Seeing that he was looking down and waiting for death, Sima Lin thought that he had been with his fellow disciples, and he couldn't help but feel soft. He quickly withdrew some force. When his wrist turned, Lei Gong banged across Zhu Baokun's cheek. He also remembered the great revenge of the master's sect and drank, "Whoever thinks that if you surrender, I will let you go?"

Zhu Baokun said tragically: "What is Zhu's face? I ask my senior brother to be kind, just to die. Since the senior brother is thinking about his old love, he can't bear to start..."

But when Sima Lin heard that, "Bah, you are so shameless! Who is with you..." Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. It turned out that Zhu Baokun had pinned the green bee into his neck with his backhand: "Then I will break myself..." Before he stopped, his anger was gone, and there was still a relief smile on his face.

Everyone was silent for a long time. Sima Lin seemed to have tried his best: "The debts of death will be eliminated. Take his body back to the families in western Sichuan. Let's give up this matter." Turning to Wang Yuyan and his daughters, "Miss, I have offended many times before. I apologize here. It's just that the Qing character "Nine to the City" is the hard work of my ancestors in Qingcheng. No matter how the girl gets it, I will ask the girl to return it to Qingcheng. The people in the jail are very grateful." Wang Yuyan said: "Mr. Sima is eager to take revenge, and it is reasonable. I don't need to mention some misunderstandings. However, these two books are my collection of books and can't be given to you."

Sima Lin frowned: "Miss, you are a cousin of the Murong family of Gusu. You should know the morals of the world and pass on the ancestors. You must never give up easily. If the girl insists on doing this, the blood from Qingcheng has not yet been cold. Although Gusu Murong is powerful, we will continue to do it one after another, only death."

The threat was very strong in these words. Wang Yuyan and Azhu Abi knew that the Murong family masters were not at home now. If Sima Lin was really difficult, they would be able to fight with the little girls and a group of servants from Tingxiangshuixie. What's more, there were the people of Qinjiazhai who were unpredictable, a person with a very high martial arts skills and an unknown attitude. This would be difficult to deal with. Azhu was a smart woman, and she thought that if she compromised by such a threat, she would lose the face of the Murong family. This would be absolutely impossible.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Duan Yu next to him saw the fairy sister in his heart and felt sad in his eyebrows. He immediately stood up: "Yes, Mr. Sima, if you lose something at home, how can you ask Miss Wang for it? This is not a big deal. The few of them are heroes in the world. If you pass on such a weak woman who threatens her, it will make her laugh at her fellow students."

As soon as he said this, Azhu shouted in his heart that it was a terrible thing. Wang Yuyan smiled at him after Duan Yu spoke for her. With this sweet smile, Duan Yu felt as if he was in the clouds, floating like an immortal. He thought to himself: "If you can see her smile every day, you will definitely be extremely happy even if you die."

At this time, the Zhifei Taoist, who had been silent and coldly watching, spoke again: "Fusheng Wuliang Heavenly Lord, I thought Mr. Duan was a sincere gentleman, but I didn't want to say such deceptive words. Haha, the young man, it was human nature, but I dare not agree here."

Duan Yu, who was flushed and speechless after being said by his words, turned to Sima Lin and said, "If Sima leader can trust me, you might as well allow me to join the Taoist lineage of Qingcheng. If you leave the matter here to me, I will do it on my behalf?"

Sima Lin naturally understood the meaning of Zhifei Taoist saying that, and the current situation of the Qingcheng Sect does not have a better solution. If it were not forbidden, he would not be willing to completely turn against the Murong family in Gusu. After all, the Qingcheng Sect is indeed too weak. In the matter of inheritance and leak, outsiders will naturally suffer a sharp drop in Qingcheng's face, and it can even be said to be an insult. But if this person is from the Qingcheng lineage, it will be very different and others can't talk about anything. The only thing to worry about is whether this Zhifei Taoist has other plans.

After all, Simalin has a decisive personality. After weighing the pros and cons, he responded with ease: "If the Taoist lineage in Qingcheng can be reproduced by Taoist masters, it will be excellent."

The Taoist who knew nothing and knew the elegance of the song, immediately said: "The Taoist in Qingcheng knows nothing and has seen the head of the Xia family, met Mr. Jiang, Mr. Meng, and have met all the fellow disciples."

Everyone returned the salutes one by one, and Sima Lin said again: "In this way, I will find it hard to know that everything is not my junior brother. The Xia family still has many things to do, so I have to go first. After the junior brother has done it, he will return to Qingcheng early. The Taoist scriptures in the Jinglou still need to be sorted out with hard work."

The Taoist Zhifei nodded and replied, "I will not disappoint my senior brother."

Sima Lin said: "In this way, I will take a step first." He hugged the girls and claimed the crime. The group took Zhu Baokun's body and left.

Zhifei Taoist kept watching the Qingcheng Sect's boat sail out of sight before retracting his eyes. He remembered that the Murong family's general was coming, and he was considering the good relationship with the Qingcheng Sect, and was unwilling to see him be humiliated. Although with his existence, things would definitely not be so happening, but it was a troublesome thing after all, and he had always been less than more.

After looking back, he seemed to think of something interesting. The Taoist, who looked at Wang Yuyan with a smile: "I'm afraid that only the water town in Jiangnan gave birth to such a gentle and intelligent woman. Unfortunately, the vase in the greenhouse is still too fragile after all. Well, is it that the white lotus really holy and untainted by dust?"

As soon as he said that he knew that he had lost his morality, he thought, "How did you say the words in your heart? It turns out that the disaster comes from the mouth, so you have to pay attention to it in the future."

But Wang Yuyan calmly faced the gaze of the Taoist Zhifei, and said in a gentle tone but very seriously: "Although I can't understand what the Taoist priest is saying, I always feel that you are talking about something very rude."
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