Lin San hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Ye Ling'er: "Are you okay?"
Ye Ling'er looked at Lin San in surprise: "You... weren't you already dead? Why did you come back to life again?" Just now, Ye Ling'er saw with her own eyes that Lin San's sword hit the end, and his body did not move after a few twitches. Now, Lin San suddenly got up intact and killed the young man in white shirt, which really made Ye Ling'er puzzled.
Lin San smiled: "I was just pretending to be dead, otherwise how could I kill that young man in white in a sneak attack?" Put it away, Lin San was really lucky to meet an arrogant and arrogant cultivator of immortality. This white man The young man in white shirt thought that he was a superior cultivator and did not pay attention to ordinary people like Lin San at all. He would never have thought that Lin San's body was extremely hard due to practicing the body training formula. Moreover, this young man in white shirt was so obsessed that he actually After teasing Ye Ling'er in broad daylight, he was hacked to death by Lin Sanyi with a kitchen knife without checking. Speaking of which, this young man in white shirt died in a coward.
"It was so dangerous just now. I really didn't expect that Miao Cui'e to have an elder brother who cultivates immortality," Ye Ling'er said with some fear. Suddenly, Ye Ling'er felt something was wrong in the atmosphere. When she looked up, she found that Lin San was straight and straight. Staring at her chest, Ye Ling'er lowered her head to look at her chest and found that her clothes were disheveled, exposing a large area of breast flesh. Ye Ling'er's face turned red and she hurriedly turned around and started arranging her clothes.
Lin San chirped, and said secretly in his heart: I didn't expect that this girl Ye Ling'er has a lot of money. Whoever marries her in the future will be very lucky.
In a moment, Ye Ling'er arranged her clothes, but she still lowered her head and did not dare to look at Lin San.
"Hurry up and pack up, we'll leave here right away," Lin San said suddenly.
"Why?" Ye Ling'er was stunned: "Isn't Miao Cui'e's eldest brother already killed?"
Lin San shook his head: "No, the soul of the young man in white shirt escaped just now. It is estimated that his fellow disciples will soon help him take revenge."
"Ah, what should we do?" Ye Ling'er looked flustered.
"The only way now is to escape from here. After I recover from my injuries, I won't be afraid of being chased by others." Lin San felt a little depressed. He was a noble Nascent Soul Stage monk, but was killed by a small Qi Practicing and Foundation Stage monk. The immortal cultivators were so frightened that they ran away, which is really in line with the old saying: when a tiger falls, he will be bullied by a dog.
Ye Ling'er also realized the seriousness of the matter, immediately packed some gold, silver and clothes, and then followed Lin San and left Huaiyang Town.
After leaving Huaiyang Town, there was a vast forest outside. Lin San and Ye Ling'er took advantage of the cover of the trees and walked away quickly.
Three days later.
Lin San and Ye Ling'er were stopped by a group of men wearing white clothes.
A dozen men in white shirts spread out and surrounded Lin San and Ye Ling'er.
Lin San's face twitched for a few times, and then he smiled and said: "Brothers, I wonder what's wrong with intercepting these two brothers and sisters? We are all law-abiding common people..."
"Hmph," a man with small eyes snorted, pointed at Lin San's nose and cursed: "If you kill my apprentice, I will crush you to ashes and avenge my apprentice."
"No, big brother, when did I kill your apprentice? Is there any misunderstanding in this?" Lin San argued.
The man with small eyes stretched out his hand, and a small transparent bottle flew out from his sleeve. The bottle contained a soul. It was the soul of the young man in white shirt who was assassinated by Lin San a few days ago. The soul in the bottle saw Lin San suddenly screamed angrily: "Master, this kid killed me, you must avenge me,"
Lin San's expression changed, and he immediately threw out two handfuls of sand with both hands, then pulled Ye Ling'er to break out of the encirclement, and then quickly fled towards the west.
"Whoosh whoosh," in the blink of an eye, the small-eyed man led a group of companions to catch up with Lin San and Ye Ling'er.
The man with small eyes said disdainfully: "Two mortals want to escape from my hands. They are simply wishful thinking." In front of the immortal cultivators, mortals are really too insignificant.
"Brother, I killed your apprentice and it has nothing to do with this woman. Please show your respect and let her go." Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Lin San could only find a way to save Ye Ling'er.
"No, even if I die, I will not leave alone," Ye Ling'er said with a firm expression.
"You, you are really pissing me off," Lin San really wanted to punish Ye Ling'er severely, but she was so ungrateful.
Ye Ling'er puffed up her chest and said, "If we want to go, let's go together. If we want to die, let's die together."
"What a loving couple," the small-eyed man sneered: "You want to die together, but I won't follow your wishes. Come on, tie up this woman and take her away. As for this man, I will just crush her bones and spread her ashes." ,"
Lin San hurriedly protected Ye Ling'er behind him and stared at the surroundings: "Let's see who dares to take action."
At this moment, a white light suddenly flew from the sky. The white light circled in the air, and then turned into an old man in white and landed in front of the man with small eyes.
"See you, Uncle Master," the small-eyed man saluted hurriedly.
"See you, great uncle," the others followed suit and saluted.
Lin San's eyelids twitched fiercely, and she secretly complained in her heart: The old man in white who had just arrived was so powerful that he was probably a Nascent Soul monk. This was going to be terrible, and he and Ye Ling'er would definitely not get any good results.
The old man in white snorted softly from his nostrils: "Zhang Sanmao, can you find the murderer of your disciple?"
The man with the small eyes was called Zhang Sanmao. When his uncle asked, Zhang Sanmao hurriedly pointed to Lin San: "Uncle, this is the boy who killed my disciple."
The old man in white glanced at Lin San with lightning-like eyes, and his tone suddenly became extremely cold: "You are so brave, you dare to kill my Ningmengxuan disciple..."
"What are you talking about? You are from Ningmengxuan," Lin San's eyes suddenly widened.
"Yes, I am the third elder of Ningmengxuan," the old man in white snorted: "Why, you are a mortal, but you have also heard of my name, Ningmengxuan." Ningmengxuan is a sect of cultivating immortals, and ordinary mortals You probably don't know.
Lin San smiled, it was very strange, no, it should be said that he was laughing happily. All the worries and fears just now disappeared without a trace.
"Why are you laughing?" The old man in white frowned.
Even Ye Ling'er was confused by Lin San and was about to lose her life, but this Lin San was still in the mood to laugh.
Lin San took a deep breath, then looked up at the old man in white: "Do you know who I am?"
"Who are you," the old man in white asked subconsciously.
"Hmph," Lin San snorted softly: "My master's name is Lei Baotian,"
"What, who is your master?" The old man in white opened his eyes suddenly.