Starting from Douluo, rushing to be the protagonist

Dai Junhao was also helpless. He didn't know any offensive martial arts at all, he only knew a set of Wang Ba boxing. The woman was holding a sword, so she couldn't get in at all.

So, I can only avoid it blindly.

The injured woman was about to strike Dai Junhao with a sword.

Mu Wanqing noticed it, took out a hidden weapon with her left hand and shot it at the woman's back.

"call out!"

The woman was successfully knocked down by the hidden weapon and fell into Dai Junhao's arms.

"Xuanming Divine Art!"

While the injured woman was still breathing, Dai Junhao absorbed all of her internal energy in an instant, and her internal energy increased by another three years.

"careful!"

Just when Mu Wanqing fired the hidden weapon, another masked woman seized the opportunity and slashed with her sword.

Mu Wanqing dodged, but her right arm was still injured.

The hand holding the knife was injured, so Mu Wanqing was no match for the remaining woman. After several exchanges of blows, she was already at a disadvantage.

The masked woman took advantage of the victory and pursued her. She stepped forward with a sword in hand, intending to kill Mu Wanqing.

"Careful, girl!"

Seeing that the situation was urgent, Dai Junhao didn't care. Ling Bo stepped forward quickly and grabbed the woman's sword with one hand.

Nearly twenty-five years of internal strength was concentrated in his hand, he held the long sword steadily in his hand, and organized the long sword's attack.

However, Dai Junhao's right hand was still scratched, and blood immediately flowed out and dripped on the ground.

The women's offensive was immediately blocked.

But he saw a figure flash behind him, breaking through the air and breaking through the body.

The woman collapsed instantly and was completely dead.

It was Mu Wanqing who killed the woman. She turned her head and glanced at Dai Junhao's right hand, which was still bleeding.

Mu Wanqing squatted down, picked up the veils of the two dead people on the ground, threw them to Dai Junhao, and said, "Here, tie your hands!"

"Well, thank you girl!" Dai Junhao caught the veil and tied it to his right hand.

Mu Wanqing has also finished bandaging the wound on her arm.

And put the dead man's cloak on himself.

Dai Junhao's right hand was in pain, and he could only bandage it with one hand, so he could only use his best to simply tie it.

But the blood was still flowing out, and it even looked a little oozing.

After Mu Wanqing took a look, she said coldly: "You are not good at martial arts but you still insist on showing off. Come here and I will bandage it for you!"

"Well, thank you girl!" Dai Junhao walked over and handed over his right hand.

Mu Wanqing looked at the wound on Dai Junhao's hand. The previous veil had been dyed blood red and could no longer be used.

She could only tear off a piece of her clothes and bandage Dai Junhao.

While Mu Wanqing was bandaging, Dai Junhao explained: "The situation was urgent at that time. If I didn't take action, I'm afraid the girl would die here!"

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing was slightly startled, and then continued her movements.

After carefully bandaging it, the two mounted their horses and continued moving forward.

After this battle, Mu Wanqing was no longer so repulsive towards Dai Junhao.

……

People night.

The two of them had arrived at the door of Jianhu Palace.

The two dismounted.

Dai Junhao looked at Mu Wanqing and said seriously: "Girl, there is a very good chance that you won't be able to come back. You have to think carefully!"

"Hmph, how can I change the decision I made? Let's go!" Mu Wanqing snorted coldly and said.

Dai Junhao nodded and responded: "Okay, then I will go with the girl!"

Mu Wanqing looked at the man next to her. He surprised her too much. He saved her every time. He was talented and loyal.

It's not like what my master said, all men are bad people and cannot be trusted.

Dai Junhao knew that the two men were wearing the clothes of the Holy Envoy of Lingjiu Palace, so he was naturally not afraid.

But suddenly I heard Xiaoling's prompt tone.

"Master, Mu Wanqing has developed a hint of admiration for you again, and his life span has been increased by two years. Master, keep up the good work!"

Another two years have passed, and it seems that all the injuries I suffered were not in vain.

The two moved on.

A stone sign appears in front.

On the door is written, "Wuliangshan Jianhu Palace".

Dai Junhao and Mu Wanqing rushed in.

Suddenly two people ran out from the side, pointed their swords at them, and yelled: "Who are you doing?"

Mu Wanqing glanced at the two of them coldly, and said lightly: "Zuo Zimu? Let him come to see me quickly!"

When the two disciples of Jianhu Palace heard the voice of a woman and looked at their clothes, they quickly knelt down and apologized: "I am not the Holy Envoy of Lingjiu Palace. I have offended you. Please forgive me!"

When Mu Wanqing heard this, she didn't know what she meant. She was about to say: "What spirit..."

Fortunately, before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Dai Junhao, who touched Mu Wanqing's arm and signaled.

Mu Wanqing looked at Dai Junhao's eyes and understood a little bit.

I know it's probably because of their clothes.

Dai Junhao's voice became thinner and he said, "Let Zuo Zimu come to see us quickly!"

"Yes!"

The two Jianhu Palace disciples dared to disobey, so they quickly went to find the master.

After a moment.

Zuo Zimu came with a large number of people, each holding a torch in his hand.

"Zuo Zimu of the Wuliang Sword Sect respectfully welcomes the two holy envoys!" Zuo Zimu knelt on the ground and said.

Everyone: "Longevity and Holy Peace!"

Dai Junhao and Mu Wanqing looked at each other. Neither of them expected that the clothes they were wearing were so useful. Even Zuo Zimu knelt down and worshiped.

Dai Junhao then said: "Get up!"

"Yes!".

Zuo Zimu stood up, and the disciples behind him also stood up one after another.

Dai Junhao said directly: "It's time to bring that little girl here!"

Zuo Zimu rolled his eyes and frowned, feeling a little strange.

How could the Holy Envoy know that Zhong Ling was captured by them?

But Zuo Zimu did not dare to disobey and ordered: "Take Zhong Ling with you!"

"Yes!"

Two disciples stepped forward to bring Zhong Ling.

It didn't take long.

Zhong Ling was "carried" over by the two people.

Zhong Ling was tied up and did not want to be dragged away, so the two Jianhu Palace disciples could only lift him away.

"Let me go, let me go quickly!" Zhong Ling shouted while rubbing on the ground.

But he was still brought up.

Dai Junhao said again: "Untie!"

Zuo Zimu lowered his head and responded, "Yes!"

"Untie!"

The two Jianhu Palace disciples quickly untied Zhong Ling.

Mu Wanqing shouted to Zhong Ling: "Zhong Ling, come here quickly!"

When Zhong Ling heard it, it was a familiar voice.

So he walked up and asked, "Who are you?"

Mu Wanqing came forward.

Zhong Ling recognized at a glance that the masked woman was Mu Wanqing, and Mu Wanqing also winked at Zhong Ling.

Mu Wanqing had always covered her face, but Zhong Ling recognized her as soon as she saw those eyes.

Zhong Ling hurriedly walked over and the two stood together.

At the same time, Zuo Zimu knelt down again and said: "I am reporting to the Holy Envoy that my subordinate was bitten by the lightning marten raised by this girl. It is very poisonous. Please have mercy on me, the Holy Envoy!"