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Chapter 822: Father, Brother Ting

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Fu Su, who had followed in, was also shocked.

It was really terrifying for a person to suddenly appear in the gloomy secret room, okay?

However, when the two of them came back to their senses, they realized that it was not a living person.

Or rather, not human.

Fu Su walked forward.

Leng Ziling looked at the hostage who was even more anxious than him and frowned slightly. However, when he thought of Su Xiaoxiao’s courage in killing enemies, he felt that it was normal for her not to be afraid.

It was a golden armor filled with dust and cobwebs. Fu Su wipe the armor with his sleeve.

Leng Ziling raised the torch.

Under the light of the fire, Fu Su recognized this armor.

Wei Xu once had a golden armor. It was rumored to be made of gold, but that was not the case. Gold was soft and its defense was not strong at all. The golden armor was made of black iron and brass. It was incomparably hard and abnormally heavy.

Usually, when people put it on, they would pant after taking a few steps. Only an internal force expert like Wei Xu could do it.

Fu Su never expected to see the general’s armor here.

Wasn’t the general killed by Helian Ye and his corpse thrown into the entrance of the ice volcano? Could it be that Helian Ye took off the general’s armor and hid it here?

However, from the reaction of the Leng family, this was clearly found according to the incomplete map left behind by the general. Helian Ye should not know.

Could it be that… the general had come here and left his golden armor behind?

Was the golden armor and the weapons in this room the general’s relic that the Leng family had been looking for?

Was there a need?

Alright, he admitted that these weapons looked quite good, especially this golden armor. Countless generals had coveted it in the past, and even Helian Ye wanted it.

Forget it. Even if it was just a nail, it could not fall into the hands of the Leng family!

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Fu Su looked at Leng Ziling calmly.

At this moment, Leng Ziling also recognized Wei Xu’s armor.

He was the illegitimate son of the Leng family and could not see the light. He could only appear by Leng Zhao’s side as a guard or as an assassin to secretly resolve some trouble for the Leng family.

He envied Leng Hua and Leng Jue and hoped that he could wear armor openly like them one day.

Fu Su frowned secretly. This guy had taken a fancy to the general’s golden armor!

They had snatched the Wei family’s military power and official position. In the end, they did not even let go of the general’s belongings. Dream on!

If he were to let Leng Ziling take away a weapon today, he would write name backwards!

Leng Ziling looked greedily at the armor in front of him, as if he had already imagined himself wearing it in his mind. He slowly reached out to the armor.

Just as he was about to touch the armor, a murderous aura suddenly came from behind. He felt a chill on his back and turned to catch the other party’s fist.

“You…”

He looked at Fu Su and could not help but look at the fist.

There was actually hair on the hand!

Leng Ziling’s heart trembled.

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Fu Su hurriedly raised another fist. Leng Ziling could only block it with his hand that was holding the torch.

The torch was shaken off and fell to the ground.

Afraid that the armor would be blackened, Fu Su kicked the torch to a corner of the secret room. Leng Ziling took the opportunity to attack Fu Su.

Fu Su did not dare to take his palm head-on. He dodged to the side and staggered, almost hitting the wall.

He gritted his teeth. “Yuchi Xiu! How long are you going to watch!”

“There’s someone else?” Leng Ziling’s eyes turned cold as she looked at the entrance of the secret room.

A black-robed man wearing a black bamboo hat and holding a cold sword stood at the door in a very postured manner. “Are you mortals summoning the Divine Lord?”

Fu Su was speechless.

And so was Leng Ziling.

Leng Ziling came back to his senses and unsheathed his sword without hesitation.

The passageway was too narrow and was not a place to fight. Fortunately, Yuchi Xiu welcomed him head-on and rushed into the secret room to fight Leng Ziling.

Leng Ziling was indeed the most powerful killing tool of the Leng family. After more than ten moves, Yuchi Xiu actually did not gain much.

Of course, Yuchi Xiu didn’t suffer any blows. Fu Su said to Yuchi Xiu, “You deal with him! I’ll get the general’s armor!”

Leng Ziling said coldly, “None of you can leave!”

Yuchi Xiu smiled disdainfully. “Very good, I was waiting for you to say this! As the second-ranked assassin on the Assassin Ranking, my sword hasn’t drunk blood for too long. Tonight, I’ll use you as a sacrifice!”

“Heavens, this armor is so heavy!”

It was not easy to take the armor. Fu Su had originally planned to wear it on himself and bring it out, but it seemed that he had to give up. Such heavy armor would suppress half of his qinggong.

Now, he finally understood how powerful the general was back then. Yuchi Xiu took off his cloak and threw it to Fu Su. “Keep it! I’ll get it!”

Fu Su took the cloak and carefully placed the armor on it, packing it up and tying it.

Leng Ziling gave up on Yuchi Xiu and attacked Fu Su.

Yuchi Xiu stopped him with a sword. “Your opponent is me!”

Leng Ziling slashed back.

This guy actually hid a dagger!

Yuchi Xiu’s clothes at his abdomen was cut open. Fortunately, it only scratched his clothes, but he still felt the cold air from the blade.

This Leng Ziling was indeed an expert!

Leng Ziling slapped Fu Su’s back.

Fu Su picked up the armor in the cloak to block it and was instantly sent flying, knocking down the weapon rack behind him.

However, at this moment, a wall behind him rumbled open, revealing a more hidden secret room.

Fu Su was dumbfounded.

No way, what luck did he have tonight?

There were no traps in the outer room just now, so this place should be safe.

After all, the general was an upright person and would not launch those sneak attacks.

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With this thought in mind, he hurriedly entered the secret room.

Compared to the armor and so many weapons displayed outside, this place was empty. There was only a stone platform with an iron box on it.

He reached for it.

However, Leng Ziling was faster than him. In a flash, he knocked him away and raised the iron box with a sword.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

A cold arrow shot out of a small hole in the wall and pierced Leng Ziling’s left shoulder, sending him flying to the ground.

Fu Su’s expression changed. He hugged the falling iron box and fled.

If Leng Ziling hadn’t snatched it quickly, he would have been the one shot through. He was indeed too young. He actually thought that the general wasn’t scheming…

Fu Su grabbed Yuchi Xiu and dashed out.

“I’m going to kill him!”

“Kill for what? Hurry up and leave!” Fu Su stuffed the heavy armor into Yuchi Xiu’s arms and stepped on the mechanism in the passageway to close the stone door of the secret room.

“Why didn’t you let me kill him!”

“What’s there to kill! It would too late if we don’t leave!”

The moment the cold arrow was shot from the secret room, Fu Su felt that something was wrong.

As expected, after the two of them took a few steps, a very terrifying commotion came from the stone door. It seemed that the mechanism inside had been fully activated.

Fu Su said, “I saved your life, Dumbo!” Yuchi Xiu exploded. “Who are you scolding, little man!”

Fu Su also exploded. “Who’s little!”

With a loud bang, the two of them could not be bothered to argue and fled without looking back!

When they returned to Jia County, it was already after midnight.

Jing Yi fell asleep.

Wei Ting tried his best to hide his tiredness.

The weak and smug eyes looking at Jing Yi seemed to be saying: Your father is still your father.

“Alright, you should sleep too,” Su Xiaoxiao said solemnly.

“Young Master!”

Fu Su walked in with an iron box covered in snow.. “We found the general’s belongings!”