The young man in Tsing Yi hurriedly turned away and introduced himself, "My name is Chu Linyu."
Xie Lingyan said, "I know that you are the youngest son of Sect Master Chu. You have an eldest brother and eldest sister, both of whom became famous at a young age."
"How does Miss Xie know?"
"Guess." She had never seen him before. Judging from his attire, plus the fact that he himself said he was from the Miaoxian Sect, and with such a high level of cultivation, he could only be the youngest son of the Chu Sect Leader.
She had heard that the son of Sect Master Chu loved to travel around the world and was very young. When he was eleven or twelve years old, he secretly followed his elders to travel.
I heard that his cultivation level was good, and some said that his cultivation level was not good. He was always surrounded by a group of experts to protect him.
Judging from his current condition, the person protecting him must have been injured or went back to bring in reinforcements.
He is sixteen years old this year.
Teenager? Genius?
There are really a lot of talents. Who says there are few geniuses? It’s just that the place we live in is too small, and there are a lot of talents outside.
Xie Lingyan suddenly felt longing for the outside world.
She thought that after settling the matter with the Lei family, she would take her younger brother and grandma on an unknown journey to find her mother, to find out whether she had really fallen or was still there, and whether she had forgotten
The way home? Then as a daughter, I will look for it.
"Here we come." Chu Linyu suddenly reminded.
Xie Lingyan saw several figures floating towards her.
Five in total.
Two women and three men.
Among the women, there was a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was as young as a peach blossom, tall and graceful. She was playing with a pair of sharp swords in her hands.
The knife was like a crescent moon. She had one in each hand and together they could form a moon.
The girl wears a purple dress and a red dress, with a slender waist and billowy chest.
Well? Women in the world of cultivation are really beautiful, they are full of geniuses, and they are also full of beauty masters, and they are dressed in extremely sexy and graceful clothes.
Xie Lingyan thought, why don't I have this kind of consciousness? She wears door uniforms all day long, or she is plain and simple in white clothes, and then some people say she is a white lotus.
Haha, if you are serious about wearing clothes, you are still being slandered like this?
The world is full of malice.
Standing next to the girl was a woman about thirty years old.
The woman is graceful and charming, with thick eye shadow, red lips, sexy and hot in a red dress, and a smile between her eyebrows. She is a woman who looks gentle and kind on the outside, but is ruthless and ruthless on the inside.
There were three men left, two middle-aged and one young man.
The middle-aged man is tall and thin, with a sinister and vicious look on his face. He holds a hammer covered with sharp thorns in his hand.
The other one was a big man with a strong and strong build. He was holding a large knife with a broken tip. The blade had serrated teeth and shone with a cold light.
There was a young man left, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing black leather gloves and playing with a long, sharp knife on his fingertips.
The sharp knife kept spinning on the tip of his finger, and it kept spinning, so that when others saw him, they first noticed his knife, and then the young man's handsome appearance.
This is a lively young man, wearing a tight-fitting robe, thin black clothes, a pair of leather boots, a white collar, a black hood, and his hair is kept very short. He looks handsome and neat.
He and the girl in purple should be a couple.
Because when Xie Lingyan looked at the boy, the girl in purple asked angrily, "Have you seen enough? He is mine."
Xie Lingyan said, "It's not enough. If I could stare you into a bloody hole, I would really like to pierce one of you at a glance."
Her joke is not funny at all.
Generally, you have to be polite, after all, handsome guys have their own plans.
Of course, Xie Lingyun didn't like other handsome guys. He just thought it was a pity that he had to become a killer because he was so good-looking.
On the other side, the tough and bulky middle-aged man signaled, "Get started, the task is urgent."
Several killers nodded to each other, they didn't want to talk nonsense.
Several people rushed up.
Five versus two.
It's too much to deceive.
So shameless.
Xie Lingyan threw out the scabbard, and the girl in purple threw out the crescent knife in her hand.
The intersection of knives and swords creates the most beautiful sparks and the most beautiful and life-threatening sound.
Xie Lingyan's hand holding the scabbard flicked it slightly. The scabbard was originally stretched horizontally, but suddenly it stood up and spun violently.
"The scabbard turns into meaning?"
The girl in purple's face changed drastically, and she quickly moved away.
The colorful and flamboyant hem of the clothes flew up and down, and was suddenly cut off in half by a sword. No, it was the sharp sword intent emitted from the scabbard that shattered a piece of cloth into millions.
The purple-clothed girl looked ugly, "I underestimated you. You obviously have no dantian and can't detect the spiritual roots, but you can actually cultivate to the realm of Xiang Yun. Did you take pills to reach this level?"
This sexy and alluring young lady in purple is so yin and yang in her words.
Xie Lingyan glanced lightly and said, "Whether it's caused by taking medicine, you'll know once you try it."
Xie's sultry eyes were too flat. He was obviously talking about fighting and killing, but he had the most charming look in his eyes.
The white-haired fairy didn't look at it. He wanted to say that you should not underestimate the enemy. His realm is higher than yours. The girl in purple is in the volleying realm, comparable to the old lady Liu. Moreover, she is from the Dark Night Pavilion and has rich experience in actual combat. She can kill people and steal goods at her fingertips.
Chu Linyu over there was so aroused by Miss Xie's frivolous words that she reacted physically and mentally, mainly because she said the coldest words, and what she was playing with was the Hanyan Sword that everyone longed for but couldn't get.
She rotated it in her hand, and it blossomed suddenly, quietly spreading its petals all over the sky. The blade of the sword shone with light, and that light could kill someone in an instant.
A genius deserves a famous sword.
To be precise, a beautiful woman is worthy of a famous sword.
Xie Lingyan and the purple-clothed girl passed each other again, and they exchanged hundreds of moves. The powerful killer was defeated by a beautiful loser in white. This made the purple-clothed girl feel angry, angry, and indignant.
She was so angry that her face twisted and she said, "Bai Lianhua, go to hell!"
She opened up the handsome young man who wanted to come to help, and she wanted to kill Xie Lingyan.
Xie Lingyan snorted coldly, "You are so quick to talk, you can only lose."
Her long sword passed by, like flowing light, and the smoke seemed to be non-existent, but it was so smart that it made people tremble physically and mentally.
"Cold Smoke Sword?" The girl exclaimed. Such a famous sword was actually owned by such a little guy. It was really a waste of natural resources.
It is said that the cold smoke was once the sword of creation. The sword raised clouds of smoke in the killing, and the beacon fire could not match its sharp edge.
This should be the sword of the goddess of war.
"Who are you?" the girl asked.
"I'll tell you if I beat you." Xie Lingyan turned around to avoid the crescent knife that kept flying around.
It's so annoying, Moon Knife? The name of the knife is very nice, and it looks like a very famous weapon. Unfortunately, the owner who owns it can't do it. If that's the case, then throw it away.
Xie Lingyan waved her fingers together, and the crescent knife was knocked away. It was stuck in a tree, causing the birds on the tree to scatter in a panic.