The girl's empty eyes reflected the blurred figure that was leaving quickly, as if all her strength was exhausted, and she instantly lost her vitality.

The silent tears flowed down from now on, the girl bit her lips, blood flowing, preventing herself from crying, her heart sinking into endless hell, and she fainted as if the black eyes were in front of her.

Ling Xinan sighed and said to himself, I hope you can see his face clearly.

Looking back at the man's departure, Ling Xin'an's eyes flashed, but then looked back at the girl who fainted on the ground, squatted down to touch her, took away her weapon, and looked at the girl's face as pale as paper at this time. The smart girl before turned into a lifeless appearance. She sighed in her heart, found a hemp rope, carried her on her back and left.

Ling Xin'an didn't know if it was right. She looked like she had taken the medicine too hard.

The love of young people always makes people envious and passionate, but the wrong efforts make people so desperate and painful. Ling Xin'an didn't think much about it. While avoiding the tracking of people from all sides, he attacked those who were alone. After all, Ling Xin'an did not dare to kill all directions rashly and could only move forward quietly. This speed was naturally not fast.

The girl felt her bumpy up and down in a daze. A faint masculine aura from her nose entered her nose. It smelled very nice and comfortable, as if it was on the back of her senior brother. When she thought of her senior brother, she couldn't help but burst into tears, and then suddenly remembered that she was killed by the surname Ling. By the way, this must be the underworld, and the one who carried her to her must be Black and White Impermanence. Now take her to see the King of Hell, the girl thought so.

Thinking of his father, his aunt You, the girl's tears flowed uncontrollably.

"I'm not honest when I sleep, and I still cry!" Ling Xin'an frowned.

Hearing such a familiar voice, the girl suddenly opened her eyes wide and tried to exert force with her hands, but found that her hands were tied in front of the bad guy and just stuck to his abdomen.

And his whole body is pressed against his juniors, closely connected.

"Hey, I'm awake!"

"Let me go!"

A shocking and extremely sharp sound rang out at the same time. Ling Xin'an felt the anger behind him. The hemp rope loosened, and the girl was furious and didn't care at all. She fell to the ground and felt pain from her buttocks.

"I'll kill you!" The girl stood up and was about to wave her fist to kill her, but she completely forgot that her foot was injured. She couldn't help but staggered to the ground, her face hitting the weeds. Thinking of everything she had encountered today, she couldn't help but burst into tears, feeling heartbroken.

Ling Xin looked at her quietly without comfort. Perhaps the girl was tired of crying, she wiped her tears and sat up to look at her injured leg. At some point, she had been fixed with a wooden stick and wrapped in a shirt, but the shirt was very familiar, and it turned out to be her own.

The girl seemed to remember something, quickly stroked her whole body, then turned around, her eyes ejaculated with endless anger and said, "Did you insult me?"

Ling Xinan slapped her forehead and sighed at her repeatedly: "Why is your senior not with you?"

The girl's face was still full of tears, and she heard this and said, "You really haven't done anything to me?"

Ling Xin'an said: "Why should I kill you to you?"

The girl immediately shut up. At this time, her face was still pale, her pear blossoms were raining, and she struggled with Ling Xin'an, and her eyes became more colorful.

Confirm that I really don't have Ling

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The girl was humiliated and cried again.

Ling Xinan said lightly: "He is not a suitable person. A person who is blinded by hatred will not keep his children's love in his heart."

The girl was still crying, ignoring Ling Xin'an's comfort at all.

It was not until the girl felt tired that she wiped her tears, but her eyes were already red and swollen.

"Why don't you kill me?" The girl lowered her head, not as fragile as she imagined.

"Why should I kill you?"

The girl said, "My senior brother and I are both here for your Hanyue Sword. Don't you kill me?"

Ling Xin'an said: "I originally wanted to kill you, but I was afraid that I could not cut my neck without cutting it off. You cried again and went to the underworld and didn't accept it."

When the girl heard this, she burst into laughter. With a laugh, her pale face finally had a hint of shiny blush.

"You haven't died, why do you know not to accept it?" said the girl.

"Where are your elders?" Ling Xin'an thought for a while and asked.

"Aunt You went back after receiving his father's letter!" said the girl.

"May I have your name?"

"My name is Lingtong!" said the girl.

"Then why should I send you back?" Ling Xin'an thought for a while.

Ling Tong looked at him with amazement, then lowered her head: "Just put me here, bandage me for me, I can walk slowly."

Ling Xin'an said: "If you move around again, your bones will break and hurt your meridians, you will be a cripple in the future, and no one can cure you!"

When Ling Tong thought of her future appearance, she couldn't help but feel a deep chill in her whole body, but she was silent.

"It's getting late, how about I'll send you to the pipeline?" Ling Xin'an thought for a while and said immediately.

Ling Tong nodded, and Ling Xin'an immediately reached out and wanted to pick her up: "No!" Ling Tong screamed: "I'll do it myself!"

After saying that, her face was already red and dripping blood.

Ling Xinan smiled and squatted down. A hot breath of youth came through her clothes. She felt the trembling body of Lingtong and said, "Hug it tighter, I'm going to run away!"

Lingtong whispered behind her back like a mosquito and flies, her face was already redder than her neck.

He picked up the hemp rope again, Ling Xinan tied it casually and ran forward.

Ling Tong had already woken up, and there was no need to worry about the other party launching a sneak attack on him, so Ling Xin'an was running away at this time.

Perhaps the person who snatched the Hanyue Sword found that there was no sign of Ling Xin'an appearing around Luozhou City. Some people thought that he might have been healed and should have been behind him waiting for others, so they turned around and surrounded Ling Xin'an.

The people in front of them were these people. They looked at Ling Xin'an carrying a girl. The girl was about sixteen or seventeen, bright and charming, but she was injured at this time, with a haggard face and red and swollen eyes.

There were nine people in total, including four in the innate realm. Nine people surrounded Ling Xin'an. One of the burly men clasped their fists and said, "I have seen Lord Ling, Huang doesn't want to be an enemy with him, but the Hanyue Sword is really tempting. As long as the Lord gives up, we will guarantee that the Lord will return to Jiangzhou City safely."

Ling Xin'an said nothing, and Lingtong behind her said softly: "They are from Huangjiabao in Jingzhou. The man in front of him is Huang Hu. He is fierce and he cannot believe a word of what he says."

"Brother Huang, Wuqing is under the sword, either let Tao or fall under the sword." Ling Xin'an said.

Huang Hu's eyes shrank and he looked at Ling Xin'an: "Since that's the case, Lord Ling offended him.

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The sword light and sword shadows were there on Ling Xin'an's back, so the speed was naturally a little slower, but the Hanyue Sword became more and more skillful as he fought longer. The faint blood light shone with the Xianqing Sword Technique, and there was no such thing as before.

At the same time, facing four people in the innate realm, Ling Xin'an carried his spiritual eyes on his back and was unable to break out of the siege in a short period of time.

With a turn of his eyes, Ling Xin'an immediately rushed to Huangjiabao, the weakest man. He knew that his strength was average, so he hid behind everyone from time to time, surround and attack Ling Xin'an. At this time, he thought Ling Xin'an didn't notice it. When he appeared to attack Ling Xin'an again, a sword light passed through everyone and stabbed directly on his head. He widened his eyes and fell to the ground and died.

To solve one, Ling Xin'an faced the oppression of four innate realms and consumed his physical strength quickly. The Tai Chi sword technique was immediately used.

Using fast to slow and using less to control more is Tai Chi's best move. When Ling Xin'an, who faced several people who were much stronger than this, all rely on Tai Chi and Tai Chi body techniques.

The pressure around him suddenly became much easier. Ling Xin was calm and focused on him. Facing the attacks of eight people, he now occupied the peak.

The Tai Chi Sword Technique and the Xianqing Sword Technique merged more harmoniously, and they quickly killed two people who had not entered the innate realm. Ling Xin'an was scratched in the arm, and both sides had no intention of stopping at all. A powerful battle broke out in the forest. For Han Yue, he was completely red in his eyes.

When the Hanyue Sword pierced Huang Hu's chest, Ling Xin'an was hit by more than a dozen swords, all of which were all hands and feet, obviously to protect the spiritual pupils behind him.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep, Ling Xin'an had to take out the flying dragon claws and leap from the tree. His spiritual eyes widened, and behind Ling Xin'an, he jumped like a monkey, and his speed was so fast that he was like a fog.

The only bad thing when passing through the trees is that the gaps between the trees are different or suddenly the trees are very short, which makes people a little unexpected. At this time, Ling Xin'an looked at a steep hillside in front of him and couldn't help but frown.

"Are you lost?" Ling Tong said, looking around, feeling a layer of sweat behind Ling Xin'an at this moment.

"Let me down!"

Ling Xin'an lowered his spiritual pupils, and the latter looked around, and didn't know where it was. Ling Xin'an climbed up to the top of the tallest tree again and looked around. Sure enough, he was far away from Xianqing Gate and even further from Luozhou City.

Luozhou City is safe, so now all those who want to get the Hanyue Sword will definitely block the road to Luozhou City and Xianqing Gate. If you want to pass, you must not bring your spiritual pupils, otherwise you will definitely die.

"Let's find a place to sleep for a night. Your injury will heal tomorrow. I believe your sect is looking for you too. I will send you close to the official road ten miles tomorrow. What's the signal of your own sect?" Ling Xin'an said, and after saying that, he returned the things you found from her to her.

Ling Tong nodded. So Ling Xin'an carried her on her back and quietly wiped it towards the official road. In front of the darkness, there were countless ants inside. Ling Xin'an dispersed the deworming powder and drilled in and pounded it. A small hole was formed. He put the Ling Tong inside, and he was on the outside, took out the dead leaves to cover the hole. The two sat inside. The entrance of the hole was a little small, and the two were squeezed together, with their legs close to each other, and their postures were a bit ambiguous.

Ling Xin'an gently instructed Ling Tong and began to practice healing his wounds. In the darkness, Ling Tong looked at Ling Xin'an with bright eyes, motionless, and did not know when he fell asleep.

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