This Canglang Mountain disciple looked at Lin Qi falling down from the tree. He seemed to have lost consciousness just like the female disciple. He smiled and appeared from the darkness:

"Fortunately, I came here two nights ago to investigate the situation. The two outer disciples were also alert, but they still fell into my trap..."

This Canglang Mountain disciple walked towards Lin Qi in a swaggering manner, aiming for the man-made trail.

Although he has a special method to resist the miasma in the thorn swamp, his visibility is still relatively low in the swamp.

Moreover, in the miasma, it was difficult for him to distinguish the direction. He could not find the two rows of wooden piles without following the man-made trails, and could not find the planting area of ​​economic flowers.

Once you accidentally fall into the thorn swamp, you will lose your skin even if you don't die.

But just when he thought everything was safe and passed by the fallen tree of Lin Qi, Lin Qi, who seemed to have fallen into a coma, his eyes suddenly lit up, and with fifteen yuan of mind power, he immediately rushed towards the disciples of Canglang Mountain nearby.

go.

This Canglang Mountain disciple even hummed a little tune and walked in front of Lin Qi, but was directly attacked by telekinesis into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The whole person was stunned in place, unable to react at all.

This disciple of Canglang Mountain had obviously practiced telepathy defense, and Lin Qi's telepathy had no impact on his life at all.

Taking advantage of this blank time, Lin Qi instantly got up from the ground and walked quickly in front of this Canglang Mountain disciple. With all the spiritual energy in his body, he first pulled his two arms and rotated him 360 degrees, and then turned him around.

Two legs broken.

The process was extremely fast and efficient, without any sloppiness.

The Canglang Mountain disciple woke up instantly due to the pain, but he still faced Lin Qi's punches and kicks, and was defeated repeatedly. In the end, Lin Qi threw him against a tree, and then collapsed on the ground, without the ability to resist.

At this time, his mind had regained consciousness, and he could not mobilize any spiritual power in his body. He trembled his lips and looked at Lin Qi slowly approaching: "Who are you? Why are you so strong in telekinesis?"

Cold sweat was pouring from his face, and his face was twisted. Looking at Lin Qi's indifferent expression, he felt a little cold in his heart.

The female disciple just now fell under his spell. His poisonous energy is still enough for awakening warriors, but this outer disciple is not affected at all. What is going on?

After Lin Qi finished the beating, there was a dull pain in his fist, and he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "The last time I came to the thorn swamp to steal the thorn flowers, was it you? Tell me clearly?"

A cold voice echoed in the dense forest.

This Canglang Mountain disciple looked at Lin Qi's eager eyes. He wanted to retreat but couldn't move. He could only shake his head and looked at Lin Qi and said:

"Junior brother, please calm down. I did that thorn flower. My real name is Meng Lang, and I am a disciple of the Hundred Sects of Danquanyuan. If you have something to say, please tell me, and don't do it again... Please, I was wrong, I

It’s really wrong…”

In the darkness of the night, Lin Qi looked at the disciple named Meng Lang with tears streaming down his face, with a faint cry, which was not only surprising.

"Meng Lang? A disciple of one hundred sects?" Lin Qi glanced at this disciple and murmured.

As for Meng Lang's misery, Lin Qi didn't particularly care. After all, this guy was wronged first, so it was reasonable to hit him himself.

Even if he was so seriously injured, Lin Qi would not be sanctioned by Canglang Mountain.

However, I am only a disciple of the Canglang Mountain Guards, and I do not have the authority to deal with Meng Lang secretly sneaking into the thorn swamp and stealing the thorn petals.

As for Lin Qi's ability to detect it in advance and hold his breath, one of the poisonous creatures was lurking, which made a great contribution.

This Canglang Mountain disciple walked towards Lin Qi in a swaggering manner, aiming for the man-made trail.

Although he has a special method to resist the miasma in the thorn swamp, his visibility is still relatively low in the swamp.

Moreover, in the miasma, it was difficult for him to distinguish the direction. He could not find the two rows of wooden piles without following the man-made trails, and could not find the planting area of ​​economic flowers.

Once you accidentally fall into the thorn swamp, you will lose your skin even if you don't die.

But just when he thought everything was safe and passed by the fallen tree of Lin Qi, Lin Qi, who seemed to have fallen into a coma, his eyes suddenly lit up, and with fifteen yuan of mind power, he immediately rushed towards the disciples of Canglang Mountain nearby.

go.

This Canglang Mountain disciple even hummed a little tune and walked in front of Lin Qi, but was directly attacked by telekinesis into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The whole person was stunned in place, unable to react at all.

This disciple of Canglang Mountain had obviously practiced telepathy defense, and Lin Qi's telepathy had no impact on his life at all.

Taking advantage of this blank time, Lin Qi instantly got up from the ground and walked quickly in front of this Canglang Mountain disciple. With all the spiritual energy in his body, he first pulled his two arms and rotated him 360 degrees, and then turned him around.

Two legs broken.

The process was extremely fast and efficient, without any sloppiness.

The Canglang Mountain disciple woke up instantly due to the pain, but he still faced Lin Qi's punches and kicks, and was defeated repeatedly. In the end, Lin Qi threw him against a tree, and then collapsed on the ground, without the ability to resist.

At this time, his mind had regained consciousness, and he could not mobilize any spiritual power in his body. He trembled his lips and looked at Lin Qi slowly approaching: "Who are you? Why are you so strong in telekinesis?"

Cold sweat was pouring from his face, and his face was twisted. Looking at Lin Qi's indifferent expression, he felt a little cold in his heart.

The female disciple just now fell under his spell. His poisonous energy is still enough for awakening warriors, but this outer disciple is not affected at all. What is going on?

After Lin Qi finished the beating, there was a dull pain in his fist, and he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "The last time I came to the thorn swamp to steal the thorn flowers, was it you? Tell me clearly?"

A cold voice echoed in the dense forest.

This Canglang Mountain disciple looked at Lin Qi's eager eyes. He wanted to retreat but couldn't move. He could only shake his head and looked at Lin Qi and said:

"Junior brother, please calm down. I did that thorn flower. My real name is Meng Lang, and I am a disciple of the Hundred Sects of Danquanyuan. If you have something to say, please tell me, and don't do it again... Please, I was wrong, I

It’s really wrong…”

In the darkness of the night, Lin Qi looked at the disciple named Meng Lang with tears streaming down his face, with a faint cry, which was not only surprising.

"Meng Lang? A disciple of one hundred sects?" Lin Qi glanced at this disciple and murmured.

As for Meng Lang's misery, Lin Qi didn't particularly care. After all, this guy was wronged first, so it was reasonable to hit him himself.

Even if he was so seriously injured, Lin Qi would not be sanctioned by Canglang Mountain.

However, I am only a disciple of the Canglang Mountain Guards, and I do not have the authority to deal with Meng Lang secretly sneaking into the thorn swamp and stealing the thorn petals.
Chapter completed!