The old man seemed to have learned some incredible news, and he was amazed, "I can't believe that a poor guy like Xu Changsheng actually has a pretty girl like you coming to see him. I don't know what kind of bad luck he got."

Jiang Ling frowned and wanted to refute, but thought of what just happened and endured it.

"Did Xu Changsheng bring it back from outside?"

The old man continued to ask.

Jiang Ling shook his head with a cold expression.

"What? The old man said it wrong? Isn't it uncomfortable that the love disaster should be on a young boy who wants to die? The two of them are also trying to come up with some kind of "Wuxin Jue" by themselves. It's okay if they don't practice it themselves, and they let you practice it.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, how pitiful.”

Jiang Ling seemed to have discovered something, his face changed, and he asked eagerly: "What did senior just say? They? Who are they?"

But the old man shook his head, as if he didn't want to mention this matter again. He leaned on crutches with both hands, looked at Xu Changsheng's dispensable door lock, and said with a smile: "Xu Changsheng is out."

Jiang Ling nodded, "Senior, does he know when he will come back?"

The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't ask me about it now, but for the sake of your sincerity, the old man can tell you that he went north. Not long ago, he was still outside Dingbei Pass in Dali.

There was such a big fight that the old man was frightened even though he was so far away."

As he spoke, the old man covered his eyes with one hand and shook his head, as if he was really frightened.

Jiang Ling silently wrote down the name of the place and was about to leave, but found that the old man still had no intention of moving, so he had to stop.

The old man smiled and asked: "Are you going to find him now?"

Jiang Ling hesitated but nodded.

"Don't you want to go to that temple?"

The old man suddenly asked.

An ordinary sentence.

But Jiang Ling heard it clearly and understood what the old man meant.

The female swordsman's cold eyes began to tremble slightly for the first time, as if there were pearls rolling inside.

"Senior...senior said it, but is it true?"

The voice of the female swordsman was trembling.

The old man shook his head, turned and left, muttering: "They just beat them, and they asked a young girl like you to take the responsibility and practice Taoism. I see, you have cultivated it like a dog."

Behind his back, Jiang Ling's tears fell silently.
Chapter completed!