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"Senior Brother, do you think the reason for the Silver Moon Gu appearing once again is related to the Pure Wind House?" Luo Ling was lying on the tilted tree and looked at Tang Ming, who was drawing: "No matter how I think about it, it's impossible?"

"You have already wavered." Without even raising his head, Luo Ling paused.

"I don't know why, but I feel like I should believe that bastard's words." Luo Ling played with the leaves in boredom: "But, I can't find any reason to mess with the Pure Wind House. Young master Wushuang is so smart, how could he rely on the Silver Moon Gu to unite the martial arts world?"

"It's impossible for Young Noble Wushuang to leave behind any hidden danger, but the people around him might not be the same." Under Luo Ling's astonished gaze, he calmly said: "Moreover, you have fallen into a misunderstanding. The other party may not be trying to unify the world. After all, if they have this idea, it would be better for them to return to the capital. After all, Young Noble Wushuang is still a prince."

As members of the Imperial Family, how could they give up their close pursuit for the future? In the end, they still planned to use thankless methods as their own plan.

"Wait, Senior Brother, we know the identity of Young Noble Wushuang, but, it does not mean that the person who did all these evil deeds knows him, right?" Luo Ling felt that this point could not be ignored. However, under Tang Ming's smiling yet not smiling expression, he shrunk his neck back and said, "What …" What, am I wrong? "

"It's a long story, but you forgot one thing." Tang Ming put down the cup in his hand. Knowing that Luo Ling was afraid of him, he stopped laughing: "To be able to make Young Noble Wushuang turn a blind eye and bury such a hidden danger in the Pure Wind House, he must be a close friend of Young Noble Wushuang."

"Young master Wushuang is someone very close to him. Although Young Master Wushuang is very amiable, he doesn't have a good relationship with others. Apart from his own son and Ru Yue …" Luo Ling opened his eyes wide and straightened his back. "Fairy Ruyue?"

"That's right." Tang Ming nodded.

"It can't be?" Luo Ling circled around the tilted tree and walked in front of Tang Ming: "Is there anything that's worth Fairy Ruyue taking such a huge risk?"

"Love is the most difficult thing to understand in this world." Tang Ming brushed away Luo Ling's hand on his body with a helpless tone.

"Qing, are you saying that Fairy Ruyue's lover instructed her to do this?" Luo Ling did not get angry even after his hand was slapped away. He stroked his chin and said, "Fairy Ruyue doesn't look like such a simple person. No matter what, she is the younger sister of Young Noble Wushuang."

"Disregarding Fairy Ruyue's simple instructions, do you think that Young Master Wushuang will allow Fairy Ruyue to destroy the Great Wall while watching her own little sister being used?" Tang Ming raised his head. Luo Ling subconsciously shook his head: "Young Noble Wushuang, if you don't break the leg of the person who gave instructions to Fairy Ruyue, no, it would be better if you don't beat him to death."

This was the peerless young master who was even more outrageous than his own senior brother!

From the inside out, the black had turned into black ink fish.

"Hmm, isn't that enough?" Tang Ming smiled as he stood up and patted Luo Ling's head.

"I already said not to touch my head, I'm not a child anymore, really." Although Luo Ling said this, he did not resist Tang Ming's actions.

"Oh yeah, help me investigate something." Tang Ming suddenly opened his mouth. Luo Ling subconsciously took a step back: "Don't tell me you want to squeeze me again?"

"How could that be?" Tang Ming patted Luo Ling's head: "When did I crush you?"

"Since when have you not squeezed me?" He rolled his eyes and said: "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Senior Brother, what do you want me to ask about? I'll tell you, Senior Brother, as long as I go out, there is nothing that I can't settle."

"Stop talking about this nonsense." Tang Ming shook his head. He was accustomed to Luo Ling's habit of jumping up and down from time to time: "This time, I want you to make a trip to the capital."

"Beijing? Why are we going there?" Luo Ling rolled his eyes and looked at Tang Ming.

"Li Yuyan, Doctor Li, do you still remember?" Tang Ming touched the jade ring on his thumb as he looked at Luo Ling.

"This name sounds familiar. Let me think …" Luo Ling blinked before clapping his hands, "I remember, I remember, it's that doctor from the Li family village."

"That's him. But this time when you go to the capital to meet him, you have to call him Young Master Li. Do you understand?" Tang Ming looked at Luo Ling. Luo Ling looked at Tang Ming with a half-truth expression before opening his eyes wide.

"Why do you want me to find Li Yuyan?" Luo Ling asked in confusion.

"Yes, the reason I'm here is to help Young Master Li investigate the matter of his maternal grandfather's family being exterminated." Tang Ming spoke seriously. Luo Ling touched his heart and said, "So Senior Martial Brother, you came to this damned place for an insignificant outsider. Senior Martial Brother, aren't you the most shrewd one? How could you have such a big heart!"

Tang Ming: "…"

He was just trying his best to do what he could, how could he have such a big heart?

"Senior Brother, what are you doing with that expression? Don't think that I don't know what you're thinking." Luo Ling stared at his senior brother, who was always a little afraid, "Don't tell me that you don't know what kind of place the Gate of Hell is, or what kind of place Nether City is.

"Alright, alright. I know I was wrong." Tang Ming had a helpless expression on his face. He rubbed his eyebrows and took out the letter given to him by Hu Qiyu from his sleeve, "Go to the capital and help me hand these over to Young Master Li. Do you understand?"

"Got it, got it." Although Luo Ling spoke with disdain, he still obediently took the letter from Tang Ming's hand.

"Sorry to trouble you, Ling." Tang Ming's smile softened.

"What trouble? I was planning to go to the capital to see my damned dad." Luo Ling muttered while Tang Ming listened: "Your family lives in the capital?"

"Yes, my father is also an imperial merchant. Senior Brother, do you not know?" Luo Ling put away the letter and looked at Tang Ming.

"I really don't know." Tang Ming somewhat embarrassedly opened his mouth. Although this was a slightly dereliction of duty and Tang Ming was concerned about Luo Ling, he was still not clear about everything about Luo Ling.

"It just sounds better." Luo Ling curled his lips, it was obvious that he did not want to take over the business of his own family.

Tang Ming nodded his head in understanding: "I believe that Uncle doesn't want his family business to be defeated by your hands either."

"Senior Brother, what do you mean?" Luo Ling did not expect Tang Ming to suddenly say this.

"Literally." Tang Ming's expression was cold. He really did look like he knew how to make a fool of people.

However, Luo Ling was no longer coaxed by Tang Ming. Instead, he stared at Tang Ming and said, "Senior Brother, let me tell you, I'm not being serious. I'm getting serious …"

"It's still the same dead look!" Tang Ming interrupted Luo Ling's words without the slightest hesitation.

"Senior Martial Brother!"

Luo Ling's voice pierced through the entire Gu Qing Sect as Tang Ming smiled.

It was another full of vigor.