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"Could it be that even the great elder can\'t make a move?" Feng lengsong said with a frown. He wasn\'t able to see through Huangfu qingjue\'s background, but he knew the background of this old man. Since he said that it was troublesome, then he had to be a little more cautious.

"It\'s not impossible, but if you want to end the battle quickly without attracting attention, I\'m afraid it\'ll be a little difficult. " The old man said.

"I\'ll go to the Xingfeng Chamber of Commerce first. I\'m sure you\'ve heard about what happened a few days ago. I\'m afraid we\'re not the only ones who want Ling Chuxi dead. " Feng lengsong said after thinking for a while.

The old man\'s eyes lit up, but he didn\'t say anything more. It was obvious that he had guessed that Feng lengsong wanted to find an ally. If they wanted to end the battle quickly, then that zhihan, who had been bitterly defeated by Ling Chuxi, should be a very good ally. She should also hate Ling Chuxi to the core.

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Ling Chuxi did not know that Feng lengsong, who had been crippled, had been treated by zhihan. She also did not know that Feng lengsong was thinking of ways to deal with her. At this moment, she was excitedly running towards Ling Yichen\'s residence. After receiving her reward, she naturally came here immediately.

It did not take long for Ling Chuxi and Huangfu qingjue to arrive at the small courtyard where Ling Yichen was staying. On the way, he saw Ling Chuxi\'s happy and excited expression. Huangfu qingjue wanted to speak a few times, but he held back in the end.

The old courtyard was still as quiet and peaceful as ever. However, there was no sign of Ling Yichen\'s familiar figure beside the stone table.

"Meixiu!" Ling Chuxi frowned slightly and called out softly.

"Senior Sister Ling." A beautiful figure appeared at the door, but she was no longer as lively as before. Her face was sad, and there were tears on her cheeks.

"What\'s wrong, Mixiu?" Seeing meixiu\'s tear-stained face, Ling Chuxi suddenly had an ominous feeling in her heart.

"Brother Ling, he ... He\'s gone," After saying this, Mixiu burst into tears.

"What!" Ling Chuxi\'s face turned pale and her vision turned black. She almost fainted.

Ever since he had taken the spirit pill, hadn\'t Yichen\'s injuries stabilized? Even when they met yesterday, there was nothing strange about him. Could it be that his injuries had suddenly worsened?

In Shi qu town, there was a handsome young man who was full of heroic spirit. The sect\'s Saint realm, the martial Dao\'s alchemy heart that shocked the heroes of the world, the ancient town, the carefree and uninhibited farewell smile ... The past, one scene after another, appeared in front of her eyes. Ling Chuxi\'s heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife.

"How could this be? how could this be? impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Her tears flowed uncontrollably as Ling Chuxi rushed into the inner room without a care.

"Chuxi, don\'t be so anxious." Huangfu qingjue knew that Ling Chuxi had misunderstood meixiu\'s words and quickly pulled her back.

"Let me go. I want to see him. I can save him." Ling Chuxi\'s heart was in a mess as she struggled to free herself from Huangfu qingjue\'s grasp.

​ "Yichen\'s fine. You\'ve misunderstood meixiu." Said Huangfu qingjue helplessly.

This meixiu always spoke without rhyme or reason. It was no wonder that Ling Chuxi would misunderstand.