Chapter 83: The Rainy Night in Xiangxiang, Mr. Mo's Greatness

  "Ahh!"

  A loud and clear angry roar came out of Laudino's mouth, at this moment the inner force in his body was violently colliding and transforming into a thread of true energy in his dantian, his martial arts broke through its own limits, producing a qualitative change, and suddenly broke through to the top of the Jianghu.

  "Father, mother, all uncles and brothers, Ad has avenged you..." After roaring, Lauderno broke the martial arts bottle neck, but instead of checking his own changes, he looked far away, with a face full of memories, muttering to himself.

  He suddenly walked up to Linghu Chong, knelt down on both knees, and knocked his head three times. His tone was calm but firm: "Great Master's great kindness, virtue is engraved in my heart, from now on, wherever you send me, I will go through boiling water and walk through fire, and die without regret!"

  "Second Brother, please get up quickly. We are all family members, why be so polite." Linghu Cong hurriedly helped Labor De Nuo up from his knees and pointed at the three Mount Song elite disciples who were trembling with fear: "There are still a few small fish that haven't been dealt with yet."

  Those three people's faces changed greatly, and they were so scared that they lost control of their bowels and bladder. The Mount Song elite disciples who had been out of balance finally came back to their senses, let out a loud cry, and ran away with all their might, not even daring to take the corpse of Fei Bin, whom they most admired.

  Lauden was about to chase after them with his sword, but suddenly a shadowy figure appeared at an extremely fast speed and instantly caught up with the fleeing Mount Song disciples. In the blink of an eye, three flashes of blood light appeared, and the three Mount Song disciples fell to the ground one after another, their souls returning to the underworld.

  The murderer was slender and tall, with a pale yellow complexion, wearing a light blue long shirt with white sleeves. His left hand held an erhu, while his right hand pinched the strings, which still had a thread of bright red blood on them.

  "Senior Brother!"

  Liu Zhengfeng exclaimed.

  It turned out to be the leader of Hengshan Sect, Mr. Mo Da. Mr. Mo Da was a loner but loved playing the huqin and once became famous in Jianghu with his song "Xiao Xiang Ye Yu". From then on, "Xiao Xiang Ye Yu" became Mr. Mo Da's title in Jianghu.

  At this moment, Mr. Mo looked far away at Linghu Cong and Liu Zhengfeng with a glance, but did not come forward to greet them, instead turning around and leaving. His right hand plucked the strings, playing his famous melancholic piece "Xiao Xiang Ye Yu" all by himself.

  "Liu Xiongdi, didn't you say that your senior brother was always cold and unfeeling? I didn't think he would actually lend a hand this time." Qu Yang said to Liu Zhengfeng.

  "Brother Shifu's face is cold but his heart is warm. It seems he still hasn't abandoned me, this traitorous junior brother who betrayed the sect." Liu Zhengfeng sighed.

  Everyone's heart is clear, Mr. Mo Da, as one of the top ten strongest masters in the current Orthodox Church, has profound martial arts skills that are immeasurable, and has reached the peak of the absolute pinnacle. How could he appear out of nowhere in this desolate and quiet valley? He must be secretly following Liu Zhengfeng and lending a helping hand at critical moments.

  Mr. Mo Da's martial arts skills are extremely high, and he indeed deceived Liu Zhengfeng, but he couldn't deceive Linghu Chong. Linghu Chong had already discovered that he was hiding in the dark, and if Linghu Chong hadn't defeated Fei Bin, Mr. Mo would not have stood idly by. In the original work, Mr. Mo personally took action to get rid of Fei Bin and rescue Linghu Chong.

  "Liu Shishu, the Songshan Sect has suffered a great loss this time and will not let it go easily. Your wife and son have been taken to Huashan by our master, Liu Shishu can also move to my Huashan Sect to focus on healing and avoid being harmed by the Songshan Sect in secret."

  Liu Zhengfeng naturally agreed a thousand times, and now there was no safer place than the Huashan School. The Huashan School, as the first major school that suppressed the Songshan School 100 years ago on May 1st, had a profound foundation. The master of the school, Yue Buqun's martial arts were unfathomable, and even compared to Zuo Lengchan, they were not much different. Moreover, there were also young heroes like Linghu Chong and Laodan, so naturally, he was not afraid of revenge from the Songshan School.

  The only ones who can take action from the Hengshan Sect are Mr. Mo and Liu Zhengfeng, but now he is seriously injured, like a useless person, relying on Mr. Mo alone, how can they resist the powerful Songshan Sect? Staying in Hengshan will inevitably drag down the entire Hengshan Sect.

  Linghu Cong saw Liu Zhengfeng's face with a hesitant expression, knowing that he was not at ease in his heart about Qu Yang. After all, Qu Yang was his life-and-death friend, and this time he was again dragged down by him. How could he abandon his good friend and go to Huashan to heal his wounds? The Huashan School was a famous orthodox school after all, and Qu Yang, as the Bright Right Envoy of the Demon Sect, had a special identity, which made it inconvenient for him to hide in Huashan like Liu Zhengfeng. Yue Buqun would not agree either.

  "Please rest assured, Master Liu. Brother Qu has saved my life before, and I, Linghu Chong, am not an ungrateful person. I will definitely make sure he is well taken care of."

  "Liu Xian, don't worry and go treat your injuries. With the Leng brothers here, I can assure you that nothing will happen. Once you've recovered, we'll head to Mount Hua together and play a tune of 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer'! Haha!" Qu Yang comforted him, still having full trust in Linghu Chong's character.

  "Second Brother, I'm troubling you to escort Liu Laoshi back to Mount Hua. Be careful on the road and don't be careless." Linghu Chong turned around and instructed Labor De No.

  "Elder brother, rest assured, I will ensure Liu Shishu's safe arrival at Mount Hua." Laode Nuo said in a deep voice.

  Lao Denuo's character has always been mature and steady, handling matters much more reliably than Linghu Chong, so Linghu Chong is extremely at ease entrusting this task to him. Moreover, nowadays Lao Denuo has already entered the ranks of the top masters in Jianghu, and with his unparalleled swordsmanship, the "Dugu Jiu Jian", ordinary people can't really do anything to him.

  "In that case, Brother Qu, Master Linghu's nephew, take care of yourself, we will meet again." Liu Zhengfeng bid farewell with a raised hand.

  Lao Denuo supported Liu Zhengfeng and slowly left, they could hire a horse cart at the market and rush back to Huashan.

  Liu Zhengfeng's matter has been settled, and the remaining issue is Qu Yang's problem. Qu Yang is now seriously injured, and it's not feasible to let him recover in a guest house. The Songshan Sect isn't one to be trifled with either. As for Linghu Chong, he can't escort Qu Yang back to Hei Mu Ya, but only to the branch of the Day Moon Divine Sect, which would ensure safety and security, allowing him to focus on his recovery.

  "Dong brother's body is indeed a bit weak after all, and he's slowed down quite a bit on the road." Linghu Cong muttered to himself.

  "Wait a moment, elder brother Qu. My good friend Dong should be arriving soon. He's very resourceful and will surely have made perfect arrangements."

  "Who's been talking about me behind my back? You should know that speaking ill of others is unethical." Dongfang Bubai suddenly appeared, dissatisfied with Linghu Chong: "It's all because your iron sword is too heavy, it's seriously affecting my footsteps."

  "Ah, I'm really in the wrong, Brother Dong please forgive me. When I have a chance, I'll treat you to a drink and make amends properly." Linghu Chong hastily stepped forward, taking the heavy iron sword from Dongfang Bubai's hand, and leaning on his shoulder, said intimately.

  Eastern Unbeaten has been disguised as a man for many years, but she has never been touched so intimately by any man. Suddenly, her cheeks flashed with a hint of redness, and she stretched out her hand to slap away Linghu Chong's salty pig hand. She had been hiding in the forest watching the play for a long time, until the good play ended perfectly before appearing.

  Linghu Chong naturally understood, so he pretended to mutter to himself, luring Dongfang Bubai out.

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