Sword Qi Hengqiu

Yin Wu is out of its sheath, either dead or injured.

Therefore, Ling Rangjin doesn't like to use Yinwu very much, especially when facing the pursuit of Xianmeng.

Zui Huayin was much softer. He had been worrying about not having a suitable weapon before, but who knew that Bu Fanshuang actually sent it to him.

Ling Rangjin took Zuihuayin, and gently lifted all the things left by Xiao Wei into the air with a fan. After a closer look, there were actually many weapons besides various wound medicines and panacea.

He reasonably suspects that some of the demon cultivators threw it on purpose, so that he can have a reason to ask for leave when he goes back - all my weapons have been blown away.

They are all ordinary weapons, without any natural treasures. Ling Rangjin said with a smile to Bai An and Guo: "You two might as well choose the same one, it's not bad for self-defense."

Bai An swallowed nervously, stepped forward to take a dagger in fear, Guo Kai was not polite, picked out several things, Qi Qi Ai Ai said: "Are you really that immortal? Then is there something wrong with you?" There are many magic weapons, you said they are good, are these things really good?"

Ling Rangjin packed up the wound medicine, divided it into four parts, kept one for himself, and handed over the rest to the three of them: "Hold it, in case you need it, I'm Ling Rangjin, that's right. It seems that the person you are looking for is also coming I have gone to Sleeping Moon Valley. And I, as you have heard just now, will also go back to the valley.”

He hesitated for a moment, then looked at the old man Bai: "Old man, I can escort you there in this way, but it is indeed more dangerous to be by my side, you have to be prepared."

The old man Bai let out a long breath, and said with a sad face: "Then I would like to thank the Immortal Venerable. If the Immortal Venerable hadn't taken action, we would have died a long time ago. Now he is willing to take us along. It is a great kindness that cannot be repaid in this life."

"That's not necessary." Ling Rangjin said, "You don't mind if someone chases and kills me, I will try my best to protect you."

The old man Bai quickly waved his hand: "How can I dislike it, the immortal revered us."

Ling Rang smiled softly and said: "Let's go, I can't control the sword now, we can only ride horses, I will buy a carriage later, are there any among you who can drive a carriage?"

Bai An said: "I will."

"Okay." Ling Rangjin conjured up a bamboo hat similar to the one he wore out of nowhere, "You wear it too, and let your uncle and grandpa carry it in the car."

After Ling Rangjin got everything in order, they started heading south.

The horses they bought were not ordinary horses, they seemed to be raised by immortals, they could walk thousands of miles in a day, and although they couldn't fly, they were not slow at all.

This road didn't take the official road, and I didn't know that Ling Rangjin knew so many flat paths, few people, and it was easy to travel by carriage. Bai An even felt that the person in front of him had no sense of being hunted down.

He even had time to play the flute during the night watch.

Except for the demon sect who was sending things away rather than chasing him that day, Bai An didn't see anyone chasing him down.

Everything is so quiet.

When he was driving that day, he secretly said to Ling Rangjin, who was riding beside him, "Xianzun, the one who chased you that day was the person from the legendary Gushan? It doesn't feel like chasing you... Besides, you are not with—"

He didn't feel right when he said something, so he shut up quickly.Ling Rangjin said with a nonchalant smile: "The relationship between Fanshuang and I is different from what you think. We can fall in love and turn against each other, and we can kill each other. It's not very understandable."

"So he's not really going after you?"

"He is serious about chasing me down, but the people under him are very interesting, and they are very good at obedience and obedience."

"Then he still wants to kill you."

"No, he's seriously chasing me down and he's really going to kill me, it's not the same thing."

Bai An was baffled by him, and retreated quietly, thinking that those cultivating immortals are all big men, their words are unpredictable, and they have their own mysteries. He is an ordinary young man, so don't try to understand the thoughts of immortals.

But the distance is far away, no matter how fast the magic horse walks, the young man will feel bored. When he is so bored, he thinks of the story he heard in the teahouse back then.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt his head being pressed down, and after hearing the sound of breaking wind, Bai An raised his head a little slowly, and saw that the tree on his left had been cut off.

Ling Rang would like to push him into the carriage: "Don't come out."

After all, Bai An was so brave, he secretly raised the curtains and watched carefully.

To be honest, he couldn't see anything, he just felt that all kinds of lights were flying in the sky, and then everyone around Ling Rangjin fell down.

There are still people lying on the ground and still shouting: "Shameless bitch——"

Ling Rang would like to say a word to the man, and drove away with Bai An's carriage.

Bai An got out of the carriage and asked fearfully, "Did you kill them?"

"No." Ling Rang smiled and said, "many people were forced to hunt and kill me. They followed orders and couldn't help themselves. Why should I hurt their lives?"

Bai An recalled that there were quite a few people who didn't move forward at all, and looked as if they were going to stab their own people a few times.

"Then... what about the scolding?"

"Death is not a crime." Ling Rang said sincerely.

Bai An murmured for a long time, Ling Rangjin looked at the fun, then smiled and said: "Ask whatever you want."

Bai An whispered: "Aren't you angry when someone scolded you at the teahouse?"

"The emotion of being angry is useless in itself." Ling Rang calmly said, "I don't need them to comment on what kind of person I am."

He paused: "It's better to say that emotions like anger and happiness, I will only leave them to my important people."

Bai An said: "I originally thought you were like what they said, you were called for fame or something, but after seeing you, I realized that it was not the case at all. Grandpa is right, you can't just listen to other people's words."

Ling Rangjin said: "Your grandfather is a very wise old man, listen to him more."

Bai An looked down at the reins, and suddenly said, "Xianzun, will my brother be okay?"

"I can't guarantee it." Ling Rangjin hesitated for a moment, "but if he arrives in Sleeping Moon Valley, I can guarantee that the rest of Sleeping Moon Valley will protect him."

Bai An responded in a low voice, and Guo Kai stretched out his head: "Mysterious Master, do you have any magic weapon that you don't want? Give me one, so I can go back and show it to the villagers."

Ling Rang smiled and said, "I'm on the run, where can I get the magic weapon?"

Guo Kai snorted, and begged for a horse again. The white old man said a few words to him, and he scratched his ears and smiled, then retracted.Bai An was about to speak, but saw that the clothes on Ling Rangjin's abdomen were darker in color, and he also smelled a vague smell of blood at the end of his nose.He exclaimed: "Xianzun, are you injured?"

Ling Rangjin didn't seem to feel the wound open: "I've been wounded, it's fine."

Bai An immediately looked through his package: "The wound medicine you gave us a few days ago is very effective. I accidentally hurt my hand yesterday, and it didn't hurt immediately when I touched it."

"No need." Ling Rangjin stopped him, "I have it too, but the medicine is so good that I can't take it."

Bai An looked at Ling Rangjin in a daze, "Huh?"

Ling Rangjin shook his fan, and said lightly, "I have my own reasons."

That night, Ling Rangjin simply bandaged the wound. He used ordinary wound medicine that was bought and sold in the alchemy sect. It could prevent the wound from deteriorating, but it could not make the wound heal quickly.

He leisurely took off the white cloth that wrapped the wound before. If he hadn't wrapped it up with his own hands, no one would have been able to tell that it was originally a white cloth.

The smell of blood was very strong, he pinched the knife, turned the dirty white cloth into ashes, then cleaned the wound, took out a piece of white cloth again and bandaged it.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, and his expression was indeed faint.

Even Bu Fanshuang could tell that he was really weak.

Ling Rang would like to tidy up his clothes, close his eyes and rest his mind.

Tomorrow I will be able to go to Mianyue Valley, which is also the half-month period that Bu Fanshuang made an appointment with him.

However, the accidents generally occurred in the last two days.

He heard Guo Kai get up and walk to the depths of the nearby woods, as if he was going to wake up at night.Bai An and old man Bai slept peacefully, still talking.

Ling Rangjin's eyelashes trembled, and he suddenly felt a breath of fresh air.

He opened his eyes suddenly, woke up Bai An and the old man Bai, and was about to call Guo Kai back, when he saw the pursuers of the Xianmeng descending from the sky.

It runs fast.Ling Rang would like to think to himself: This time there is no one standing against him, and the person who came seems to be a private soldier of the literary world.

He sighed, took out his fan, and attacked those people's swords.

Everything was the same as during the day, the opponent had no power to fight back, even if Ling Rangjin was seriously injured and weak, they still couldn't take the three moves.

Bai An on the side just breathed a sigh of relief, but saw the person on the other side who was about to get down somehow raised a handful of medicine powder, and Ling Rangjin was being stalked by three or five people at this time, and those three or five people were fighting like trapped beasts, desperate for their lives Surround Ling Rangjin in the middle.

Ling Rangjin sensed something was wrong, and immediately held his breath, but he still inhaled a lot of powder.

The person who sprinkled the medicine powder laughed loudly: "This is a big gift from Master Yin who entrusted me to give you. She said that if you get on this thing, you will lose your cultivation base and let others deal with it. We also promised him that we will abolish your cultivation base." In order to hand you over to him, Ling Rangjin, obediently just let him go!"

Ling Rangjin staggered and almost lost his footing. When he heard the laughter of the people around him, he also laughed.

When he smiled, others looked at him suspiciously as if their throats had been choked.

"You always think too highly of yourself and despise others." Ling Rangjin straightened up and sighed, "Yin Ji treats me wholeheartedly, but it's a pity that his brain is not very good."

It was the first time he said that Yin Ji used such a strong word, so it can be seen that he was really angry.

"My mind is full of love and love. For my own selfish desires, I even don't hesitate to seek skins from tigers. I work hand in hand with them." Ling Rangjin said in a low voice, "Selfish and inferior."

The few Xianmeng disciples who were still standing said angrily: "Stop talking with him, taking him down is the right thing to do! Ling Rangjin, you don't know, your good apprentice Fengqiong Yefeng, the landlord, abandoned the alliance yesterday and disappeared. Bian Chenwu, Elder Qinglong, Ren Junxin, and Songchen have all been placed under house arrest, and your fate is over!"

Hearing this, Ling Rangjin smiled even more happily.

It seems that Feng Qiongye and Bian Chenwu did a good job and really went according to plan.

Ling Rangjin said slowly: "Go back and tell Elder Wen that I will go back to Xianmeng at night in the next day and meet him for a while. He has two days to prepare. It doesn't matter if you invite other sects or just use Xianmeng. He took Yin Ji, Liu Linfeng and others, waiting for me to go back."

After finishing speaking, he waved the folding fan in his hand, and the disciples of the Xianmeng fell to the ground.

The poisoner was so startled that his eyes almost popped out of his sockets: "No, it's impossible, how can you still—"

"How does Yin Ji know the depth of Ling Rangjin?" Ling Rangjin smiled, "The only person in the world who knows how much my skill is, is Bu Fanshuang. It's easy to say, but the important thing is, you must remember to tell me."

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