"Yes, it's just that we met people from the Nalan family in a restaurant in the south of the city. Everyone knows that my master Miao Shou has a drop of fallen spirit blood in her hand. She is old and plans to kill the fallen spirit.
The blood was given to the following disciples with high understanding. Recently, the master was seriously ill. People in Nalan's family thought that she had given the fallen spirit blood to us, but in fact, we did not have the fallen spirit blood in our hands. Nalan's family
People from the aristocratic family didn't believe it, so they just wanted to take us. According to their wishes, even if we didn't have it, they could use us to force Master to hand over the blood of the fallen spirit. We had no choice but to fight with them and then fled in a hurry." Bizhen.
With a bitter look on his face, he said.
"I see."
Lin Yang looked astonished.
"Speaking of this little brother, I still don't know your name. You said you are Master's friend. If so, Master should have mentioned you."
"My name is Lin Yang."
"Lin Yang? Never heard of it."
"I've heard it this time."
"Okay... no more chatting, I have to buy medicine quickly."
"I'll go. You stay and take care of your junior sister. If you need anything, just tell me."
"That's it...it's too much trouble for you!"
Bizhen was busy thanking him, and quietly looked at the face of the man wearing a peaked cap, only to find that under the peaked cap was a delicate and handsome face like a god.
Bizhen's breath trembled, and a blush appeared on her cheeks.
She has never seen such a handsome person.
Although she couldn't see everything, it made her heart tremble.
But for some reason, Bizhen felt that this person looked familiar.
I don't know where I've seen it...
It's a pity that Lin Yang turned around and left without giving Bizhen a chance to continue to look at her.
Ten minutes later, Lin Yang delivered the medicine to the room and left.
"Tell me to go down and protect these two people. Whatever requests they have, try to satisfy them." Lin Yang said to Liu Ma.
"Yes, leader!" Liu Ma saluted respectfully.
Lin Yang nodded and returned to the room.
He glanced towards the door of the room.
There seemed to be a figure moving in the shadows there.
Lin Yang shook his head, sat on the sofa, took out a few secret books, and read them carefully.
Click!
At this time, a slight sound came out.
Then the window of the guest room was opened and a man jumped in from outside.
Lin Yang glanced at his watch, glanced at the man and said, "It's just dinner time. Where is your lady?"
"My lady doesn't like others to invite her to dinner. She only likes to invite others to dinner. She has already booked a private room in the hotel next door, served the food, and is just waiting for me to invite you to the banquet." The man said calmly.
"Okay, I'll go now." Lin Yang closed the book.
"You don't have to go there in person, you just need to head over!"
The man said expressionlessly, then pulled out a dagger from his waist and walked towards Lin Yang.
But after he took a few steps, he immediately stopped.
However, he saw a figure wearing black armor and holding a long sword standing next to Lin Yang.
The figure's body was wrapped so tightly that even his toes were not exposed. Only a pair of cold eyes could be seen under the helmet, like two cold moons in the dark night sky.
His aura was particularly eerie and thick.
The man frowned, his pressure doubled.
"This should be my escort!"
Lin Yang opened the book again and said calmly: "If you want to take my head away, defeat him first!"
"snort!"
The man was not afraid, he shouted coldly and rushed forward.
