Fang Lin flew over and raised his hand to touch her hair.
"It's okay now, let's go down first!"
Song Qingge didn't say anything when he heard this, he just nodded.
Fang Lin pulled him all the way down. From a distance, at the door of Buzui Xianju, Fang Lin saw Lin Zheng's figure at a glance.
At this moment, Lin Zheng stood there blankly, with a look of horror on his face.
He couldn't imagine it, he was horrified! That person, that was a big shot from the imperial capital! Shouldn't someone from the imperial capital come to forcefully suppress this boy who doesn't know how high the sky is?
Why did the final result turn out to be that the person under Fang Lin only persisted for such a short period of time and then turned into ashes?
And what on earth was that dazzling golden light in the sky just now! What kind of existence is this young man in front of him! It’s over! Lin Zheng suddenly remembered that Fang Lin’s cold expression before
One sentence, you are very brave! Lin Zheng couldn't help but have a strong look of panic in his eyes!... In the mid-air, the figures of Fang Lin and Song Qingge suddenly disappeared, turning into a piece of faint smoke and dissipating.
And in front of the door of Buzuixianju, two figures suddenly appeared standing side by side.
It was Fang Lin and Song Qingge! They were less than one meter away from Lin Zheng. This ghostly figure suddenly appeared, making Lin Zheng suddenly widen his eyes and take several steps back! Fang Lin
There was a faint cold light in his eyes, "As a city lord, I should have been a loyal minister of the empire, but I almost blatantly colluded with the Wang family and the Long family!"
"Is this Luzhou City the empire's Luzhou City or the Long Family's Luzhou City!"
The voice was loud, faintly carrying a strong concussive force, and immediately formed a strong intimidating force. Lin Zheng's face suddenly turned pale, and he sat down on the ground with a bang, his whole body trembling! Fang Lin
With a strong momentum, he said, "You still have the guts to lead people to the restaurant to catch me. Lin Zheng, you are really too brave!"
Lin Zheng's whole body was shaking like chaff, "Big, big, big... Sir..." Next to him, Song Qingge's hand suddenly tightened.
"Sir, forget it!"
Fang Lin's heart moved, and with a cold snort, he pulled Song Qingge towards the interior of Buzui Xianju, leaving only a cold word, "Get out!"
Behind him, a group of passers-by formed a large circle, completely blocking the entrance of Buzui Xianju.
All the people were looking at the lofty city lord, trembling and falling to the ground.
Inside the restaurant, Fang Lin ignored the surprised and suspicious looks of everyone in the hall and directly took Song Qingge back to the room.
With a wave of his hand, a layer of barrier unfolded, completely isolating the room from the outside world.
Fang Lin then looked at Song Qingge, "It's safe now!"
With that said, Fang Lin walked to the sofa aside and sat down. He didn't say much, just waited quietly.
Song Qingge was silent for a while, sighed and sat on the bed.
"Actually, when I came back here, I knew that such a day would come, and I didn't mean to hide it deliberately. I just didn't want to think about the past anymore. When this day comes, I will tell you bit by bit.
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Fang Lin heard this and looked out the window.
"Once, I was your master, now, you call me son.
I stood behind you in the past, and I will be the same in the future."
Song Qingge's slender eyelashes trembled, and a look of reminiscence gradually appeared in her beautiful eyes.
"There are two really famous families in this empire. One of them is the Long family in the empire, and the other is the Song family, which is also my family."
"The imperial royal family, the two most favored princes have secretly formed a clique for personal gain. Our two major families each sided with each other. This is the situation of the Long family and the Song family."
Fang Lin had a look of surprise in his eyes.
No wonder, today's Long Yi's attitude towards Song Qingge is very subtle.
"My father is the current head of the Song family. However, my father only sees me as a tool. From the day I was born, I was destined to be a victim of the family, but I didn't want to, so I escaped."
"That day, hundreds of miles outside the imperial capital, the two elders of the family joined forces to hunt me down. I forcibly activated the space spirit seals continuously, and I barely escaped from the country until I almost died. That day, those people called me a traitor to the family!"
Song Qingge's voice was very calm, and Fang Lin could hear the sadness in Song Qingge's heart.
There is no greater sadness than heartbreak. This is what Song Qingge looks like in front of him! His family has become the enemy chasing him. This feeling is probably no less than being the enemy of the whole world.
Fang Lin sighed slightly.
The room fell into silence.
It wasn't until a while later that Fang Lin suddenly said, "Do you hate them?"
Song Qingge was slightly startled, and after a moment he smiled. Such a smile was full of desolation.
"It's not important anymore."
Fang Lin was silent, not knowing what to say.
At this time, it seems that any words of comfort seem extremely pale.
After a while, Fang Lin took out a ring and sensed it.
This is Long Yi’s space ring.
There are hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones in the ring, as well as various spiritual skills, elixirs, and some daily sundries.
Fang Lin did a rough screening and picked out some elixirs and spiritual skills that were suitable for Song Qingge and put them on the table.
"There are a lot of spiritual stones in Long Yi's ring, which is enough for us to practice for a while. From now on, you will follow me."
Speaking of this, Fang Lin raised his eyes with burning eyes, "My world is very far away, you should try your best to keep up with me!"
Song Qingge stared at it for a moment, and finally smiled lightly.
...Fang Lin still chooses to live in Buzuixian.
There is still a reserve of spirit quenching liquid and plenty of spirit stones, so there is no rush to leave now.
The time of practice passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, a week passed.
Song Qingge's mood seemed to be much better and he was back to his previous state. Suddenly, Fang Lin felt that the Song Qingge in Lingshan Sect was back again.
On the second floor, the waiters skillfully served the wine and food.
During this period of time, even the servants became familiar with Fang Lin and Song Qingge's habits.
Every evening, Fang Lin and Song Qingge would come to sit by the window on the second floor and would not go back until midnight.
Fang Lin took a sip of the Zuixian Brew and couldn't help but smack his tongue, "Their Zuixian Brew is really amazing. After drinking it for so long, I don't feel bored at all."
Song Qingge's lips curled up, "It's really rare to be praised by the young master! The boss of Buzuixianju should feel honored!"
Fang Lin couldn't help but be speechless, as if he rarely praised others.
After taking a bite of the side dish, the slight burning sensation in the stomach is very comforting.
Fang Lin turned his head and looked out the window, his eyes far away.
"The emperor of this empire is already in his old age?"
