Chapter 219 The Forty-meter-long sword

The third hour of Xu

More than four hours have passed since Huang Lin jumped out of the Baizhang River.

At this time, the banks of Baizhangjian were full of torches, and many people gathered here.

Except for the absence of the leader of the Zhu Tian tribe who was on duty in Piaomiao City, eight leaders of the Nine Heavens and Nine Tribes had arrived.

Cheng Qingshuang, the leader of the Xuantian tribe, was crying in his face.

After Huang Lin jumped down, she was so nervous that she was about to die. After sending someone to send Chen Jie and A Zi back to Lingjiu Palace, Cheng Qingshuang became more and more uneasy when he thought about it. Then she sent someone to invite Yu Xiuyue, the leader of the Haotian tribe.

When Yu Xiuyue heard that Huang Lin was not prepared for anything, she jumped out of Baizhangjian and was scared.

But Tianshan Tong Lao was in seclusion again, so she had to call the leaders of several other departments to discuss countermeasures.

There are many ropes hanging on both sides of Baizhangjian now, but the longest one is only less than eighty feet.

As it was dark, they were all desperate and did not dare to throw things away. They all had a bitter face.

"Grandma Yu, the palace master, he will not have any trouble, right?"

Cheng Qingshuang wanted to die now, but she only regretted why she didn't hug Huang Lin at that time.

Yu Xiuyue was also indifferent at this time, and she had to dry her throat when she heard this:

"The Palace Master is incredible in the world, and I think I can be sure to come here to inquire Baizhangjian this time."

But she didn't believe this, let alone other people.

"Grandma Yu, Chief Cheng, come here and listen. Is there any sound below?"

Fu Minyi, who had been paying attention to the movements below, suddenly turned around and said.

Hearing this, the leaders walked to the edge of the cliff and listened carefully to the movement below.

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

Sure enough, the sound of a collision with obvious rhythm was faintly heard, and the sound seemed to be slowly rising.

"It must be the palace lord climbing upwards!"

Cheng Qingshuang's face was full of excitement, and immediately shouted to the lower body:

"The Palace Master, there is a rope."

"There is a rope~~"

"Rope~~~"

"Son~~~~~"

The sound kept echoing in the Baizhang River.

Huang Lin, who was walking on the long whip of the ball, also heard Cheng Qingshuang's voice.

But the words kept echoing among the mountain walls, and when they reached his ears, they were completely distorted, so that he did not hear clearly what was said above.

Just as his breath of true energy was exhausted, he approached the mountain wall, laid a spear, and stood on it to rest and recover.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he felt something was happening in several places, so Huang Lin quickly took out Chihuang.

There were strange noises coming from seven or eight places, which made his hair stand up.

Looking at the closest place to him, the constantly twisting shadow, Huang Lin instantly thought of the snake.

Then he denied it again, whose snake would twist around in the air, and there were no branches hanging on it, and there were seven or eight places like this, so it could not be all snakes, right?

My heart moved and I thought of the sound coming from above just now.

Could it be a rope?!

Chihuang unsheathed, Huang Lin stepped on his feet and shot at the twisting shadow closest to him.

What a rope!

Huang Lin immediately put Chihuang into the performance plate, took out a long spear and stabbed it on the mountain wall.

Then he pulled the twisting rope, pulled it, and tried its strength.

Not bad, quite solid!

At this time, Fu Minyi, who was shaking the rope on the top, was staggered by the rope in his hand and almost fell down.

Fortunately, the people behind him pulled it.

"Someone is pulling a rope underneath, it must be the palace lord!"

Fu Minyi said excitedly before she stood firm.

When he heard her, the people next to him put down the shaking ropes in their hands and surrounded them.

"Hurry, hurry up, pull the palace master up."

"No, maybe the palace lord hasn't tied the rope yet. If we collect the rope, then"

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Everyone argued endlessly, but in the end it was Yu Xiuyue, the oldest, who took charge, and said:

"Okay, let's spread a little bit. With the strength of the Palace Master, we shouldn't need to pull him. Let's wait quietly!"

After Huang Lin determined the rope seat below, he turned around and took back the previous spear.

Then he came to the rope and put the spear here into the performance plate, then pulled the rope and rushed straight up.

This thing is much more convenient than his long whip with the ball.

After a few efforts, he returned to the ground.

"Prince Lord!"

"Prince Lord!"

As soon as Huang Lin came out, a group of people surrounded him.

"Cough~"

Huang Lin coughed and controlled the scene. He probably guessed the reason and said:

"It's all gone, everyone has worked hard, Grandma Yu and Chief Cheng follow me."

"Yes, it's palace!"

Seeing Huang Lin return safely, everyone was instantly energetic and they were a little angry when they replied.

When everyone dispersed, Huang Lin took the two of them through Xianchou Gate and walked up the mountain.

"Prince of the Palace, why don't you rest first?"

Seeing that Huang Lin's face was pale, Yu Xiuyue spoke out for advice.

Huang Lin waved his hand and said:

"It's okay, it's just that it's a bit power-free, and the true qi is consumed a little more, so it doesn't affect it."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiuyue no longer persuaded her.

The group returned to Lingjiu Palace and entered Duzun Hall.

As soon as he sat down, Huang Lin asked:

"Tell me, why did you make such a big noise?"

Cheng Qingshuang immediately knelt on one knee, clasped her fists and said:

"It was the maid who took his own initiative and secretly invited the eight tribe leaders on the mountain to ask the palace master to punish him."

"Prince Lord, Cheng Yatou called Lao Shi because she was worried that something would happen to you, and the other six leaders of the tribes were all called by Lao Shi."

Yu Xiuyue took a step forward, explained it to Cheng Qingshuang, and then explained the whole story in detail.

After listening carefully, Huang Lin stroked his sleeves and lifted them up.

"I don't mean to punish you, so get up."

"It's because I'm a little impulsive and didn't arrange things well, which makes you worried."

Unlike Tonglao in Tianshan, Tonglao was cold-faced and soft-hearted. The people in Lingjiu Palace were both respectful and afraid of her.

Huang Lin was much more kind. The older people in the palace called the palace master, but in fact they treated him as a nephew in their hearts.

And the young man wanted to take off himself and pack it to his room, and from time to time he would tease him privately with his grandmother on his back.

"Prince Palace Master, have you gone to the bottom of Baizhangjian?"

Cheng Qingshuang asked curiously with her face.
To be continued...