It was because of him that Guo Lin lost his arm before. Now if he fights again, it will not be justified in any case.
If the opponent really wants to press forward step by step, they will have no choice but to force their way to Skylark Peak.
The next moment, I saw a person rushing out of the void.
He looks younger than Sun Ming, extremely handsome and aloof, but has a stinky face and feels extremely difficult to get in touch with.
"Brother, who is this person?" the visitor asked coldly.
Outsiders dared to run rampant in Lingjian Sect, so he would kill every one he saw.
"Junior brother Yu Chang, he is Qin Xiaofei who caused his nephew to lose his arm!" Sun Ming said coldly.
The corners of his mouth were full of blood, and his face looked slightly ferocious.
Yu Chang's eyes widened slightly, and his aura became extremely cold:
"What is the purpose of your coming here? Could it be that you are here to see my nephew's jokes?"
Qin Xiaofei shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Come and make up for it."
"Brother Guo broke his arm because of me, how could I come to see a joke."
"Now I just want to do my best to compensate for his sacrifice. You let me see Guo Lin first. He will tell you how to compensate. I will never refute a word."
Sun Ming and Yu Chang, however, looked grim and did not speak.
After a while, Yu Chang finally spoke:
"Come with me."
After that, he headed directly towards the top of the mountain.
"Junior brother, is it possible that you really let this culprit enter the hinterland of our Spirit Sword Sect?" Sun Ming said angrily.
Yu Chang replied coldly: "Guo Lin will handle everything."
"If we let him die, he must die in Lingjian Sect today."
"Now that my nephew's temperament has changed, it would be better to let him die in person to atone for his sins!"
Qin Xiaofei's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, fearing that the injury would cause irreversible changes in Guo Lindao's heart.
Even if he spent his whole life atoning for his sins, he would not change at all.
Then the three of them headed towards the pavilion at the top of the mountain at extremely fast speeds.
Qin Xiaofei didn't act sloppy, which made Sun Ming and Yu Chang feel much better.
At least the other party didn't show any fear of death, which shows that he and Guo Lin do have a good relationship.
The three pavilions of Lingjian Sect are close together, at the top of Skylark Peak.
A huge open space was opened for the disciples to practice swordsmanship.
The three of them landed in the open space together, and Sun Ming said coldly:
"I'll go find Guo Lin first. You watch him."
Qin Xiaofei looked around and his face turned completely gloomy.
He discovered that everyone in the Lingjian Sect learned swordsmanship, and the sword moves were just incidental.
If he breaks his arm, he will be unable to use the swordsmanship he has learned, and he will be no different from a cripple.
After burning the incense, Sun Ming pulled a dirty man out of the void.
The man's clothes were full of mud, his hair was scattered, he was holding a wine bottle in his right hand, and he was very drunk.
The sleeve of his left arm was empty, hanging down and swaying in the wind.
"Guo Lin?" Qin Xiaofei's heart trembled and he couldn't believe his eyes.
The original Guo Lin was so high-spirited. He only had a sword in his hand and did things with sincerity.
But he became like this for his own sake!
The drunk Guo Lin slowly opened his eyes when he heard a familiar voice.
When he saw Qin Xiaofei, he sobered up a little from his drunkenness.
Then he turned his head in shame and refused to look directly at Qin Xiaofei.
"If my nephew doesn't want to see him, I will let him be buried in the Lingjian Sect today." Yu Chang's voice became colder, and the flying sword behind him rushed out of the scabbard.
"No need." Guo Lin shook his head.
"Two senior uncles, let's have a chat alone."
Yu Chang and Sun Ming refused at the same time:
"Your current fighting strength is not enough to stop him..."
Guo Lin raised the wine bottle in his hand and said doubtfully:
"Why stop him? We are friends."
Although he broke his arm for Qin Xiaofei and became like this, it did not affect his relationship with Qin Xiaofei at all.
Because all these choices were made by himself and had nothing to do with Qin Xiaofei.
Sun Ming wanted to say something more, but was forcibly dragged away by Yu Chang.
Guo Lin turned to look at Qin Xiaofei, smiled helplessly and said:
"I was worried that something would happen to you, but now that you are safe and sound, I am relieved."
Qin Xiaofei's face was extremely gloomy. Looking at Guo Lin's broken arm, his heart was full of guilt.
"I really didn't expect that it would lead to you becoming like this, otherwise I would never let you take action."
Guo Lin shook the wine bottle in his hand:
"This is good. I never found wine to be so delicious before. Now that I have all my free time, I might as well drink more."
From a genius disciple to a cripple overnight, his Taoist heart was completely shattered.
Although it is possible to practice sword skills again, it is difficult to return to the peak!
Moreover, sword moves have limitations. From ancient times to the present, there are only a few people who practice sword moves.
There is no one who can become famous by practicing sword skills!
Sword moves are also called arrogance by kendo practitioners.
Under this blow, he put down the sword behind his back and picked up the wine flask.
"All this happened because of me, I won't hesitate to ask for any compensation!" Qin Xiaofei's heart was filled with guilt.
Now Guo Lin's broken arm has become a minor problem, but his heart is broken and it will be difficult to put it back together again!
Guo Lin raised the wine bottle in his hand:
"Help me go to the pot bar and buy a roast chicken."
"Master doesn't let me drink. I'll be gone after drinking this pot."
After saying that, he drank all the strong wine in the gourd and shook his body back and forth.
In the distance, Sun Ming and Yu Chang's faces were full of anger, and their sword intent was floating wantonly.
If it weren't for Qin Xiaofei, Guo Lin wouldn't be like this.
When Guo Lin was mentioned before, almost all his disciples gave him a thumbs up and praised him.
Now he is what the new disciples call an alcoholic.
Qin Xiaofei dodged the wine bottle in Guo Lin's hand and helped him sit upright on the ground.
His face was extremely solemn, and he stared straight at Guo Lin.
"Stop reprimanding me. Everyone is coming to talk to me. If you have something to say, just leave." Guo Lin waved his hand.
He looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of hot water, and he fell to the ground and burped.
"Didn't your master tell you that the Taoist heart cannot be broken?" Qin Xiaofei said in a deep voice.
"A man is like a sword, standing upright between heaven and earth. Even if the sky falls, only a sword can be used as support."
Although he is trained with guns, there is not much difference in essence.
Guo Lin raised his head and laughed with great sadness:
"I will always keep in mind the principles my master has said."
He pointed to his heart and sobbed: "But it's uncomfortable here, I'm a useless person."
A genius of a generation turned into a cripple in an instant. This contrast made it impossible for him to pretend that nothing had happened despite his extremely strong character.
After recovering well from his injuries, he failed to control the sword several times, so he had to drink to get by. No one tried to persuade him to help.
Qin Xiaofei was speechless, but when he saw Guo Lin drinking heavily, he had to stop him.
"Let go!" Guo Lin said coldly.
"Stealing my wine is equivalent to stealing my life!"
"Is it possible that you still want to give me my life?"
Qin Xiaofei's hand froze and he quietly let go.
He looked at Guo Lin, who was drinking strong alcohol, and his heart hurt!
"If drinking all the time can help you cheer up, I will never stop you."
"But now that your heart is broken because of my broken arm, how can I stand by and watch."
