"Aunt Chun, are you used to living there?"

After washing up, Lin Ning and Tian Wuniang went to the room of Aunt Chun and Xiao Jiuniang to ask for advice.

Aunt Chun was combing Xiao Jiuniang's hair when she saw the newlyweds coming to the door, she smiled happily and said, "Everything else is good, but it's a bit noisy. Why are there still people outside in the middle of the night? There are a lot of sounds of wheels and wheels."

After Lin Ning sat down, he smiled and said, "They are all caravans that are on the front line. Those aristocratic families do thieves, but they still have to save face. They think that doing business is despicable, and having an affair with the grassland is a serious crime and ruining family traditions. But they are reluctant to give up the huge profits inside, so they hide them one by one and do it at night."

Aunt Chun heard this and said, "But why did I vaguely hear that because of the great knights in the grassland, the people in the Central Plains who enter the grassland will suffer. Except for the gold medal you have been asking for, are I not listening?"

Lin Ning smiled and said, "Of course not, most of these people have gone but never returned."

Aunt Chun was stunned when she heard this and said, "It's so dangerous. Many people are afraid that they don't know about it, right? Wouldn't this be a fool to save their lives?"

Lin Ning said indifferently: "These people are like us, who are already eating blood-licking food with a knife. If they encounter such a thing, they should be unlucky."

Aunt Chun frowned when she heard this, looked at Lin Ning without saying anything. Until she braided the last braid of Xiao Jiuniang and sent her down to play, she said to Lin Ning: "I shouldn't have talked too much about the big things you did, nor do I understand. However, I used to hear my wife say that being kind to others is to be kind to yourself, and can accumulate merit. Even if the kindness is not favorable to me, it can benefit my descendants. I didn't believe this. I always feel that my wife has done good deeds in her life and never did bad things, but why did she go early? It's obvious that God doesn't bless good people. It was not until you got better that I finally understood the wife's intentions. Xiao Ning, we don't care whether others listen or not, but we always have to explain things clearly. In this way, even if those people suffer, at least they are a wise ghost and will thank you in their hearts. You and Wuniang don't need their thanks, but you can also accumulate some merit for your children, right?"

Lin Ning saw that Aunt Chun looked serious, and what was even more amazing was that even Tian Wuniang nodded silently. He was a little confused, but he knew how to speak at this time: "Yes, yes! Aunt Chun is from a family, with profound and extensive knowledge. We obey orders and we obey orders!"

"puff!"

When Aunt Chun heard this, she smiled and said, "I am the one who is born in the family, and my daughter is better than you, a little bandit!"

As he said that, he suddenly said with a little sadness: "I have been away from home for nearly twenty years, and I don't know whether the osmanthus tree behind Yuhua Lane can still bloom. Miss, I loved eating the osmanthus cake from the old osmanthus tree the most..."

Seeing that Aunt Chun’s hair had a few more white hairs on her temples, Lin Ning couldn’t bear it and said warmly: “Aunt Chun, I’ll send you back to Linzi to have a look when it’s coming spring.”

Aunt Chun was about to speak, but suddenly heard an angry roar from outside: "Xiao Jiuer is back soon, a bad guy is coming...ah!"

As soon as the screams started, Tian Wuniang and Lin Ning's figures moved together.

However, Lin Ning was much slower than Tian Wuniang. As soon as he arrived at the window, Tian Wuniang had already floated down.

At this time, Aunt Chun came to her senses, her face changed drastically, and rushed to the window.

Lin Ning also jumped down.

When Aunt Chun saw the scene outside the inn, she was so scared that she shouted: "Xiaoshan!!"

But Hu Xiaoshan, who was covered in dirty clothes, fell to the ground and twitched, and was extremely painful.

Lin Ning just handed the scared little Jiuniang to Deng Xueniang to look at him, and then he went to save Hu Xiaoshan.

At this moment, perhaps in order to make a show, Master Fake, who had just fought against the enemy at the door, and Master Miaoqiu, two top-notch masters, were already vomiting blood from their mouths and flying back seriously injured.

In this way, Lin Ning felt aware...

"Dad, mom!"

The Taoist nun Linglong saw the monks and nuns seriously injured and fell to the ground. She looked so beautiful that she ran out of the inn despite the danger.

Lin Ning had already received Hu Xiaoshan and calmly diagnosed it. Without saying much, he took off the silver wires wrapped around his wrist and spread them into a silver needle. After several injections, Hu Xiaoshan's twitching body finally calmed down. He opened his eyes, his eyes were full of fear. When he saw Lin Ning, he gasped in pain and said, "Xiao Ning, the enemy is here."

Lin Ning patted his dirty shoulders, not disgusted, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, he can't run away. You're okay, you just suffered a lot. I'll give you a needle and massage later so that you won't delay doing things tomorrow morning."

"I……"

Hu Xiaoshan started to feel so angry that he started to feel pain again, trying to curse, but when he heard the cry of the little Taoist nun not far away, he smiled bitterly: "Why don't you go quickly? It's a good thing that a little brother calls you. I really can't figure it out, why do women like you, who are so heartless?"

Lin Ning smiled and patted his Tanzhong pussy gently. Hu Xiaoshan immediately curled up in pain again...

Lin Ning went to the little Taoist nun not far away, and looked at Fake, who was still vomiting blood and could not even speak.

He just saw that the monk not only got hit by himself, but also blocked Master Miaoqiu's moment, and he was a man.

Sure enough, Master Miaoqiu no longer looked at him coldly. He took out the birth creation pill and wanted to overcome it, but was stopped by Fake with his hands...

At this point, Master Miaoqiu also shed tears.

After Lin Ning took a brief pulse, he reached out and hit several major acupoints on Fake's body several times, and then stabbed eight major acupoints in life and death with silver needles. When Fake tilted his head and fainted in a scream of Master Miaoqiu and the Taoist nun, Lin Ning exhaled and said, "Don't worry, it's okay. I'll be in bed for three days. I will prescribe another pair of medicine to raise it, and I will be a living monk again."

After hearing what he said, Master Miaoqiu was still worried. He called Fake's pulse and found that the pulse had become stable. He breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Lin Ning.

The little Taoist nun looked at Lin Ning with tears in her eyes, and said timidly: "Little brother, thank you. And... and my mother..."

Miaoqiu hurriedly said, "There is no need for a poor nun."

Lin Ning looked back at Tian Wuniang, who was holding Tianzhu in his future enemy, turned his head and said, "By the way, this person is probably a middle-grade master, and he doesn't know where he came out. Don't leave any hidden injuries to you."

When the little Taoist nun heard this, she hurriedly asked her mother. Miaoqiu was not patient, so she stretched out her wrist and asked Lin Ning to call her a doctor, saying, "Seeing this person's martial arts skills, he is extremely domineering. He should be from the Imperial City Department of Chu State."

Lin Ning initially thought that Master Miaoqiu had only suffered a little injury, but after taking the pulse, he found something was wrong and his face became strange...

"Little brother, what's wrong?"

The little Taoist nun who had been looking at him asked nervously when she saw his face strange.

Lin Ning shook his head and diagnosed it again in shock. Now even Master Miaoqiu became nervous and looked at Lin Ning.

Lin Ning looked at Master Miaoqiu and looked at him with admiration, "Master, congratulations, you are happy!"

The little Taoist nun was simply disbelief when she heard this. Her eyes were wide open and her pink mouth was also wide open, and she stared at Lin Ning in a daze.

The cold face Master was furious at first, but then he didn't know what he thought of, and glared at Fake, who was unconscious. His cold and pretty face turned red and purple, and he looked almost embarrassed and angry.

Lin Ning didn't say much, but said warmly to the Taoist nun: "It's a happy event. The Zen master and the master Taiyuan are extraordinary outsiders. Let's help in and rest first. I will be fine if I prescribe a pair of fetal pills later."

The little Taoist nun was still confused. Fortunately, she was willing to listen to Lin Ning's words. She was confused and helped Fake's bald donkey into the inn with Master Miaoqiu.

Lin Ning then turned around and looked at Tian Wuniang opposite him with the increasingly fierce Tianzhu Sword, pressing the beast species from the other side who came from somewhere.

The person opposite was naturally the powerful master Song Lao invited by Zhao Wuhui's mother, but at this moment, Mr. Song no longer had the calmness and confidence in winning last night.

He was shocked and angry, and he felt even more distressed!

He would not believe that the young woman who held a long sword in front of him and did not even have the chance to breathe was a new master.

With his many years of experience, he could not tell the swordsmanship, which was continuous and ruthless, and accurate.

The long sword in his hand was even more fierce and evil. Even the Tianxuan spear obtained from the Imperial City Secret Library felt a sense of unbearable suppression.

In fact, unless it is someone who knows the sword tomb thousands of years ago, such as the father and son of the Hou family who have obtained the sword tomb heritage, how could others easily think of martial arts sword techniques and magic weapons thousands of years ago?

I can't figure out that there is such a master among these little thieves on the border. The old man surnamed Song had the idea of ​​running away...

Lin Ning watched it coldly, and saw that although Tian Wuniang had been on the attacking side, she had just become a master and could win, but she might not be able to die.

The old dog opposite obviously tends to escape.

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and shouted to the room on the west side of the second floor of the inn: "Miss Emperor doesn't take action anymore, I'm afraid I won't have time to apply the needle today."

After the guest room was silent for a moment, the window suddenly opened, and his eyes were faint and timid as if he was crying and looking at Lin Ning, floating down from the upper floor.

Seeing that Lin Ning's attitude was firm and obvious, she would not vote for a vote today, and then... she would probably have nothing to go back.

Huang Hong'er didn't say much, bent her lips and turned her hands into her hands. When she saw Lin Ning looking over, she said quietly: "Little Langjun, this weapon is called Duan Hongyan. Beauty is short, and lovesickness is bitter. Little Langjun, if I have any mistakes, remember to take good care of Jun'er..."

Lin Ning couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and said, "Miss, you have a lot of drama. If you don't take action, you will be responsible for recovering the person if you run away, otherwise you can go with him."

Huang Hong'er smiled with a pursed lips and looked forward faintly. She looked very slow, but in fact she was like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, she cut off the retreat of the master opposite, and then held a dagger with a sad name and forced the old man named Song.

Song Chengsi was so deceased that he was almost regretful to death. He wanted to make a lot of extra money and favors, but who knew that the water would be so deep.

There are only a few grandmasters born in the world, but these two emerge from somewhere!!

"This matter is revealed. I believe in slander and give it to you with great etiquette. How about turning swords into jade and silk?"

Song Sicheng didn't care about his face. The sword in front became more and more aggressive, and the dagger behind him was even more unpredictable. The retreat was broken, and if he delayed it, it would be really dangerous.

However, at this moment, the woman in front of her stepped on her feet for seven steps and recited:

"The Nine Heavens Xuan Zhan turned into divine thunder, and the magnificent heavenly power was led by sword!"

The lights of thousands of swords combined into one, and they slashed down in the sky with the momentum of destroying the sky and the earth!!

Not only Song Sicheng was shocked, but even Huang Hong'er was extremely moved at this moment.

What kind of sword technique is this?!

Not far away, Lin Ning was indescribable. I gave this sword name!
Chapter completed!