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Chapter 80 Storm (3)

The sudden change shocked everyone, and even Yue Buqun was a little confused.

Although the kick he just kicked very fiercely, he actually just wanted to discourage and did not use much internal force at all. Logically speaking, Linghu Chong would not have fainted like this.

Yue Buqun's face changed slightly. Seeing that Linghu Chong's appearance was not a fake, he hesitated for a moment and walked forward. As soon as he held Linghu Chong's arm, Yue Buqun's face suddenly became extremely ugly. Without saying a word, he hugged Linghu Chong and returned to the room.

Yue Feng and others were also surprised, and soon guessed that Linghu Chong was in a bad situation, so they hurriedly followed.

After returning to the room, Yue Buqun hurriedly used his skills to heal Linghu Chong, while Yue Feng and Ning Zhong stood aside. As for Yue Lingshan, he took this opportunity to rescue other disciples.

After several hours, Yue Buqun stopped. At this time, his face turned slightly pale, and it was obvious that the consumption was not small. As for Linghu Chong, it looked slightly better than before, but he was still unconscious.

"Senior brother, how are he doing?" Ning Zhongze couldn't help but ask when he saw Yue Buqun's face was still very ugly.

Yue Buqun shook his head, did not answer, but said, "Don't ask for it now, I'll wake up later, and listen to what he said." There was obviously a little confused in his voice.

Sure enough, after a moment, Linghu Chong woke up. At this time, many disciples of the Huashan Sect had already arrived in the room, looking at Linghu Chong with concern.

As soon as Linghu Chong woke up, Yue Lingshan hurriedly came to her and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother, how are you?"

Linghu Chong shook his head and was about to speak, but suddenly thought of something, so he quickly sat up and looked at Yue Buqun standing not far away and said, "Master, I really have nothing to do with his six weird guys, listen to my explanation." As he said that, he wanted to get up and kneel on the ground.

Seeing this, Yue Buqun couldn't help but feel a little bored flashing across his face, but he waved his hand soon and said, "Lying down and talking first, tell me what the six weirdos came from, why did they come to Huashan, and what's the injury on your body?"

Linghu Chong breathed a sigh of relief, then lay down and said, "I was practicing qigong on the cliff that day, but I suddenly had acupuncture points. Next, I saw the old monk who didn't dare to quit, and the six monsters."

"The monk was full of nonsense, saying that he wanted to capture his disciples and be his son-in-law. The disciple met with the junior sister Yilin of Hengshan Sect only once and never had any contact again. But no matter what the disciple said, he refused to let me go. The disciple had no choice but to just give them a false promise to help me untie the acupoints."

"Then, the monk took his disciples to hide around Huashan Mountain, trying to go down the mountain secretly. The disciples wanted to shout deeply, but they all had great martial arts skills, and were afraid that even if someone came, they would not be able to save the disciples, but instead hurt the innocent people, so they did not dare to say anything, and just planned to find a way to sneak away."

"Hmph! You still have some conscience." Hearing this, Yue Buqun's face slightly improved and he asked, "Where is your uncle Cong, how did he be killed by those six weird people?"

"Ah, he is my uncle, why have I never seen him?" Linghu Chong exclaimed and asked quickly.

"They are from the Sword Sect, so you naturally don't know them. Don't worry about these things and tell me how he died." Yue Buqun frowned slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the words of Cong Buqi in the Zhengqi Hall. He knew that there must be a hidden story, so he started asking.

"Yes, let's say this." Linghu Chong nodded and continued to speak: "Old Monk Bujie and the six monsters of Taogu Six Immortals were hiding around with their disciples, but suddenly they were discovered. The disciple remembers that the person who came was in his fifties and looked vulgar, and there were a few people wearing my Huashan Sect's clothes behind him. Well, I think it was Uncle Cong who was mentioned by the master."

When he looked up and saw Yue Buqun nodding, Linghu Chong said, "When the man saw his disciple, he asked him if he was Linghu Chong. The disciple was very strange at that time. I don't know how he knew his disciple, but he nodded and responded. As a result, the man wanted to compete with his disciple for swordsmanship, and scolded you, Master, and even his master's wife."

Yue Buqun knew that Cong Buqi had always been narrow-minded, so he naturally couldn't say anything good. It was because he had been scolded by Feng Buping in front of everyone before, and felt a little embarrassed, so he wanted to vent his anger on Linghu Chong.

Sure enough, Linghu Chong continued: "After hearing this, I was a little angry, so I was about to go forward to compete with the man. The monk Bujie didn't know what happened, but he didn't stop him. I think he also wanted to see how his disciple's martial arts are."

"After a few moves Cong Buqi and his disciples, he found that the man was the sword technique of my Huashan Sect. At first he thought that the man had secretly learned the martial arts of my sect, but he found not much later. He saw that the man's sword technique was very pure, even much better than his disciples. Although the disciple had doubts in his heart, he was not polite and tried hard to deal with him. The disciple fought with him dozens of moves, and had just barely beaten half a move in the sword technique, but he was knocked unconscious by his palm. I don't know what happened afterwards."

After hearing this, Yue Buqun nodded and felt a little desolate in his heart. It was thought that the monk Bujie and six strange men injured Linghu Cheng and scattered him on Cong Buqi. As a result, Cong Buqi was torn to pieces by these six strange men. But he didn't expect that Cong Buqi was also a master, but he died in the four words "small energy".

Yue Buqun sighed and said, "Then what's going on with your injuries?"

A puzzled expression flashed across Linghu Chong's face and said, "I don't know. When I woke up, I found myself in the righteous hall. At that time, I felt weak and could not even feel the little internal strength. I thought it was sealed by someone. I heard from the monk Bujie that the disciple was injured, but he had been cured. Master, do you still have any problems with the disciple?"

"What a big deal." Yue Buqun cursed, but soon realized that he had lost his words. He sighed and said, "You have eight more true qi on you, all of which are very powerful. These eight true qi belong to different sects. I think they are the six weird people and the Bujie couple. In addition, you are also very skilled, and the nine true qi are entangled and recurring, so it is not good for a moment. Fortunately, you have a good foundation, otherwise you would have lost your life long ago. But even so, unless you have the ultimate internal skills and mental method, you will definitely be helpless. By the way, if you don't want to talk about these, you will explain to me clearly about Yilin."

Linghu Chong first listened to Yue Buqun's description of his injury and was worried for a while, but when he heard Yue Buqun ask about Yi Lin, Linghu Chong couldn't help but slap his cleverness, his face turned red, and he no longer had any other thoughts. He gritted his teeth and said, "Master, I am wronged. I am all done by the two bastards of the Bujue couple, and it has nothing to do with me. I was originally a disciple. I tried my best to delay the time and finally delayed the church from yesterday to today, but I didn't expect that the old pious woman said that it might change over time, so that the disciple would go to the bridal chamber with Yi Lin overnight."

Yue Buqun couldn't help but suddenly turned red, so he wanted to step forward and slapped Linghu Chong a few times. Ning Zhongze stood up and helped to help relieve the situation: "Chong'er, this is not your fault. What happened afterwards, please honestly explain."

"What else can happen? This bastard must be unable to control it, which ruined the reputation of the two factions of Huashan and Hengshan." Yue Buqun suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "You haven't seen the little nun yesterday, with a peach-like face. And that old monk, who was intimate intimate, was very intimate in my Huashan Sect's face. Linghu Chong, to be honest, is that the case?"

"Master, no, it's not like this." Linghu Chong suddenly showed a very sad and angry expression and spoke: "Although my disciples usually look frivolous, they still know whether it is right or wrong. At this critical moment, they naturally won't make mistakes easily. However, I don't quit that old bastard, and I got the aphrodisiac from somewhere, and directly poured it into the disciple. He also said that this was specially prepared for the disciple before going up the mountain."

Yue Buqun pointed at Linghu Chong, and his body was so angry that he couldn't help but tremble. He had the intention to go up and directly gave Linghu Chong a puppy, but he was pulled by Ning Zhongze and asked, "Senior Brother, what do you think of this?"

"What should I do, what should I do, how should I know what should I do?" Yue Buqun stomped his feet a few times in the world, and slapped his sleeves hard, feeling his anger full of nowhere to ejaculate.

Not long ago, the affairs of the Sword Sect made him full of resentment, not to mention the current affairs of Linghu Chong. When he thought of Ding Yi from Hengshan Sect coming to question the crime, or if there was a nun among the disciples of the Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun felt that the ancestors of the Huashan Sect seemed to die with their eyes open. Looking at him, the unfilial leader, he felt that his head was dizzy.

After taking a few more breaths, Yue Buqun calmed down a little and wanted to leave. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard Yue Feng suddenly speak, "Father, go slowly."

Yue Buqun was a little stunned and looked at Yue Feng. He saw Yue Feng frowning, as if something was big. At this time, although Yue Buqun was full of anger, he did not completely lose his mind because of this. He asked, "What do you have to say, hurry up."

But Yue Feng, since he entered the room, he couldn't help but recall some stories about the novels in his previous life. Suddenly, he couldn't calm down. Even Linghu Chong and Yue Buqun and others didn't listen to much of the conversation just now.

Looking at Yue Buqun, a trace of hesitation flashed across Yue Feng's face and he said, "Father, do you think something will happen to Uncle Feng and the others here?"

Yue Buqun's face changed slightly, but at this time he was too lazy to think about it himself, so he asked directly: "What have you thought of? Tell me quickly, don't be too slow."

Yue Feng pondered for a moment and said, "I think the people from the Songshan Sect will not be willing to leave before. If Uncle Feng and his friends left and happened to meet these people, what should we do?"

Yue Feng said this, Yue Buqun was shocked. If the Songshan Sect met Feng Buping, it would inevitably end up being wiped out. Not to mention that the Sword Sect and Qi Sect completely broke up, there would be no possibility of reconciliation from now on. Even Feng Qingyang would definitely think that these people were all dead at the hands of Yue Buqun. And Yue Buqun himself, his reputation in the world, would be completely destroyed.
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