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Chapter 232 Choice

Tu Wen is not idle either.

He came up with his sword, handed Chu Ying to Song Ling, and turned around to face Chu Jibai.

"Protect the eldest lady and the sect leader for me." Tu Wen said in a deep voice: "The Ling Luosha you want can only be taken out when both of them are alive."

No wonder.

No wonder Chu Linglong came in willingly, it turns out there is such a level.

Song Ling lowered his head and glanced at Chu Ying, who was about to expire. He couldn't help but sigh, nodded in resignation, and turned around to leave the hall. Until then, Song Ling did not let go of Duan Rong.

Although Song Ling didn't know what happened to Duan Rong, and he didn't have much friendship with Duan Rong in the past, he just helped her go down the mountain once. At this moment, Song Ling definitely wanted to take her out of the Bafang Blessing Hall first.

"How's it going inside?" Song Mo asked, squatting at the door.

"You go in and help." Song Ling leaned over and checked Chu Linglong. Seeing that she was not injured and sleeping well, she relaxed a little and said, "I just sprinkled some blood inside, which can temporarily suppress the pain underneath.

Ghost energy. I don’t know if Chu Jibai will use ghost energy, but it’s better to suppress it.”

Song Mo tilted his head and glanced into the hall.

Just as Chu Jibai said, in fact, the Bafang Prayer Hall cannot be entered and exited freely.

But the connection between Song Ling and Song Mo is extraordinary, not to mention that Song Mo is still outside affecting the restrictions and magic circles on the outer layer of the hall, so whether it is Song Ling herself or she and others, they can all communicate freely.

.

"Okay, I'll go in and help him. You should be careful outside." Song Mo glanced back at Song Ling with lingering fear, licked his paws and said, "I don't know what terrible things that crazy woman inside can do. You

Don't cut off the mutual induction, so that I can know whether you are injured or not."

Previously, Song Ling was hit by Chu Jibai's spell in the main hall, and Song Mo could clearly sense it, so he also took part of the responsibility for her, which was considered a help.

Song Ling nodded obediently and said with a smile: "Of course, don't be afraid, I won't easily cut off the mutual feeling between you and me in the future."

Seeing Song Mo enter the hall with confidence, Song Ling helped Chu Ying lie down, then squatted aside, lowering his eyes and asked him: "In this situation, I wonder what the sect master can do? The trouble here is not only in the Bafang Prayer Hall,

If the sect master continues to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, he may lose his two daughters."

Chu Ying, who had kept her eyes closed, raised her eyes and looked at Song Ling.

"You know I'm awake." Chu Ying said.

"It's hard not to know." Song Ling sat back, crossed her legs and began to adjust her breath, saying: "I don't know what you are planning, but you heard it, I need Lingluosha, your daughter uses this to fight with

I made the transaction. Therefore, when the sect leader is under my nose, you'd better be more at ease, otherwise I can't guarantee my temper."

There was still a burning sensation in Song Ling's nasal cavity.

Chu Jibai's moves actually did a lot of damage to Song Ling, but Song Ling was very tolerant and able to pretend, and Song Mo was there to share the burden for him, so Chu Jibai didn't see it and thought it was

Failed.

Song Ling adjusted her breath at this time, firstly to hope that Song Mo would feel less of her pain, and secondly to guard against Chu Ying's mischief.

"Who is your Excellency?" Chu Ying asked.

"Is it important?" Song Ling said calmly without opening her eyes: "Who I am is not worth mentioning to the sect master. It is enough for the sect master to know that I have the ability to disrupt Chang Shan Dao. Now you have lost your great power.

Disciple, the two daughters have turned against each other again. Don’t you plan to choose a side? If you hesitate for too long, things will go wrong.”

While in the palace, Song Ling looked at Chu Ying's attitude and it was clear that she still wanted to ease the relationship between the sisters.

But Song Ling knew it.

There is no room for mediation between Chu Linglong and Chu Jibai.

"If it were you, what would you choose?" Chu Ying asked.

Song Ling frowned and said flatly: "If it were me, then of course I would choose the one with the most advantage. Although the eldest daughter doesn't know magic and can't practice, doesn't she have an amazing guard?"

Boom.

While the two were talking, a loud bang came from the hall.

In fact, the plaque with the name of the Eight Directions Prayer Hall trembled, and a lot of dust fell.

"The reason why I have high standards for Jibai and care for Linglong is because they are a couple with conflicting natal charts." Chu Ying narrowed her eyes and told the story, "Jibai is Shou, Linglong is

Yes, if one of them is the sect master and the other enforces the law, this is the best outcome for Chang Shandao."

However, God's calculations are not as good as those of man.

Chu Ying's different attitude towards the two sisters at the beginning destined Chu Jibai to be envious and jealous, which led her to the path of no return.

"Yes, it's just like you said." Chu Ying seemed to have aged ten years, with tiredness on her face. "I can only choose one daughter to keep. If I delay it for a little longer, my daughter and the sect will be destroyed."

Chu Ying has already experienced the madness of her second daughter.

If she wins, Chang Shandao and his eldest daughter may both perish.

"This is the Dinghai Yangui Shark Bead." Chu Ying flicked his fingers and threw a black round bead into Song Ling's hand, then closed his eyes and said, "She raised me in the Bafang Prayer Hall for so long. First of all, she wanted to

We need to know the whereabouts of the Dinghaiyanguisame bead, and secondly, we hope that the secret order meeting will be held as scheduled."

It doesn't matter if the elders are dead, as long as they can get the life-threatening jade tablets in their hands, Chu Jibai will be replaced by new elders in the future, and maybe he will be more obedient.

But the patriarch can't.

The last level of the secret order meeting needs to be opened with the essence and blood of the sect leader. When the winner enters the outside world called Liufang, he can open the secret treasure of the Changshan Dao sect and get the Changshan Dao sect master token.

Since blood essence is required, it is necessary to ensure that the sect master is alive before drawing blood.

"I don't know how to crack this hall, so I'll leave it to you." Chu Ying leaned in the direction of Chu Linglong and continued feebly: "Dinghaiyanguixiaozhu is going this way in vain.

With it, you can at least control her violent temper at a critical moment."

boom!

There was another sound in the hall.

The earth trembled and the mountains shook.

At this moment, Duanrong, whose five senses had been blocked by Song Ling, suddenly sat up.

"Where am I?" she asked tiredly, frowning.

Song Ling came back to her senses, turned to look at her, and asked, "Are you awake? Just now, seeing the dull look on your face, I thought you had been taken away."

But think about it, if Chu Jibai is really injured, hurting her internal organs or soul, then her control over the magic will not be as good as before, which can just make Duan Rong wake up.

Duanrong was a little surprised when he heard Song Ling's voice. He reacted for a while, then stared and said, "Why are you here? Why am I here? Why don't I remember anything."

A series of questions remain unanswered.

"Seven maids", this thing said by Wei Pingqiu, can only be explained by Chu Jibai.

If she is still alive by then.


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