"Your esteemed sect has also arrived at Hengyang City. Your master should be attending Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basins Washing Feast. You might as well go directly to the Liu residence to find them.”
Chen Yu said coolly.
He liked Linghu Chong a lot, saying that he was unrestrained, open-minded, bold and unrestrained.
He was also very annoying. He was reckless, unscheming, and an ingrate.
Whether it was hiding his fortuitous encounter, befriending Tian Boguang, or teaming up with Xiang Wentian, he had caused a lot of trouble for Mount Hua.
Chen Yu didn't mind.
Anyway, he was not Lin Pingzhi in the original novel.
In his eyes, Linghu Chong was just a tool.
There was no need to call him brother, and there was no need to stab him.
"Thank you, young hero. Are you also coming to the banquet tomorrow?”
"I think so. I still have some things to do, so I won't be going over today.”
In the original novel, Ling Huchong sat down and fought, but he was slashed half to death by Tian Boguang and could not move at all.
He felt fine now. Although he had been stabbed a few times, he was at most anemia-stricken.
It wouldn't affect their operation.
Ling Huchong probably didn't even take it seriously.
After all, how could a person not be stabbed when he was wandering in the martial world?
"Young hero, don't forget the kindness of saving my life. I will tell everyone about how you killed Tian Boguang.”
Linghu Chong said seriously.
"Mm, this matter is also a little difficult to believe. Drag his corpse over directly and use it as evidence.”
As expected, this Linghu Chong was quite sensible. Chen Yu was somewhat satisfied.
If he really was a transmigrator, he would naturally choose to make a fortune quietly and hide until he was invincible before making a move.
However, this was a Samsara Tower dungeon.
If he couldn't complete the main mission, he would be the one to lose!
Faced with the Reputation Mission.
As much as he could, he would.
If he cared too much about his face and maintained the demeanor of an expert…
At that time, he would be like Feng Qingyang, making his reputation unknown and only a few people knew of his existence.
Then, there was a high chance that the main mission had failed!
Water had just entered his brain, and he had suffered such a loss that he vomited blood…
……
Ling Huchong did what he said. He directly asked the hotel owner for a small cart and put Tian Boguang's body in it.
In this day and age, the government tacitly agreed that they were too lazy to care about the vendetta in the pugilistic world, and no constables would come to investigate the murder case.
However, with a corpse standing there, there was no need to do business.
The hotel owner was at a loss for what to do.
Seeing Linghu Chong take the initiative to take away the God of Plagues, he was moved to tears.
Not only did he exempt Ling Huchong from paying for the food and wine, but he also poured a gourd of wine into his mouth as a labor fee.
Thus, both parties were very satisfied.
He watched as Linghu Chong pushed the cart into the Liu Residence.
Chen Yu also strolled into a teahouse and ordered a pot of tea.
'Ding…the matter of you killing Tian Boguang has caused a sensation in the entire city. Obtained reputation points 800. Current reputation points: 1200.'
'Ding…more people in the Pugilistic World have learned about your sword challenge in the City of Qing. Obtained reputation 200, current reputation 1400.'
"The prestige requirement for the main mission has been met. You can leave this plane at any time.”
"If you obtain higher reputation points in the future, you can obtain a higher evaluation.”
Not long after, a large number of Reputation Points had entered his account.
Obviously, although Linghu Chong wasn't a reliable person, he was still a good person.
The story was logical and effective.
After Chen Yu killed Yu Canghai, the matter fermented for a few days before he received 400 reputation points one after another.
Now that Tian Boguang was dead, he actually gave 800 points.
However, this was normal.
Fuzhou City itself was not a place where any martial arts sects were located, so there were no hot spots to speak of.
When the people of Jianghu heard that Yu Canghai was hung at the entrance of the Bodyguard Agency, their first reaction was that they might not believe it.
This time, it was different. Tian Boguang's body was sent over directly.
In fact, there was only one sword wound on Tian Boguang's corpse.
The visual effects were explosive!
As a result, the matter of him killing Yu Canghai was dug out and more people knew about it.
Just as Chen Yu was deep in thought, the sound of a Hu Qin rang out from the door.
Someone sang," I sigh for the Yang family, loyal to the Song Dynasty... to protect them..."
A slender old man pulled Hu Qin and slowly walked to Chen Yu's table. He then sat down without saying a word.
The old man's face was haggard. He wore a long green robe that had been washed until it was white.
"Waiter, give this old man another pot of tea and put it on my tab.”
Chen Yu's heart stirred as he called out.
"Thank you, sir. This old man has walked for half a day and is indeed thirsty.”
The old man took the teacup and thanked him.
"Mr. Mo, you don't have to be so polite. I can still afford a few pots of tea.”
"So young hero Lin has already recognized me.”
Mister Mo's eyes flashed, and he returned to his old appearance.
"May I know why Mr. Mo has come?”
"This old man had a disciple who was killed by Tian Boguang. Although this is also because he is not skilled enough, this old man is always unhappy in his heart.”
"Today, when I heard that Tian Boguang was killed by you, this old man suddenly had an idea and specially came to thank you.”
Mister Mo took a sip of tea, his expression calm.
"There's no need to thank me. I've long heard of Mr. Mo. His nickname is 'Xiaoxiang Night Rain'. A sword is hidden in the zither, and the sword sounds like the zither…"
"I'm just a friend from the martial world. Do you want to spar with me?”
Mr. Mo smiled.
He had loved the zither and the sword all his life.
In the Five Mountain Sword Sect, only Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the alliance, was better than him in terms of Sword Principle.
Although the young man in front of him had not been famous for long, his swordsmanship was superb.
He originally had the intention to learn from her.
"Alright, then let's play the song 'Xiao Xiang Night Rain'. It's a good time to listen to this sad song of Xiao Xiang.”
Chen Yu said cheerfully.
Mr. Mo was speechless.
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