In an empty tomb, Ling Moyin forcibly supported her body, her delicate body was trembling slightly, her face was red and she looked like she was drunk, she could only bite the tip of her tongue with her teeth to stay awake.
Opposite her, three men who looked like bandits were staring at her like hungry wolves.
These three men, named the Three Black Wind Thieves, are all murderers of the ninth section of Tiandi Lingqiao, and they are quite notorious in the ancient wasteland.
"Beauty, it seems that your current situation is not good..." The leader of the Black Wind Thieves sneered again and again.
"I am a disciple of the Golden Emblem of the Divine Cliff Academy of the Sword Dynasty. If you three Black Wind thieves dare to take action, you are not afraid of death without a burial place..." Ling Moyin panted, and the true energy in his body was eaten away by the pink poisonous mist, and he could not lift it.
Come on.
The most terrible thing was that Ling Moyin felt hot all over and wanted to take off her dress.
She knew that the pink poisonous mist must be the dirty trick of the Pink Man.
"Haha, if it were normal times, we wouldn't dare, but now, it's the man who insults you, not us..." The second master laughed.
After insulting Ling Moyin, they would kill him and silence him.
Even if someone investigates later, the crime will only fall on the pink man, and they will not be found.
"you……"
Ling Moyin was so ashamed and angry that he raised the little energy left in his body and drew his sword brazenly.
"Haha, don't try to struggle anymore. How do you say that? Since you can't resist, you might as well enjoy it..." The three Black Wind thieves all laughed.
The headmaster raised his hand, pulled out a sickle, and fought with Ling Moyin.
In his heyday, even if Ling Moyin was no match for the three of them joining forces, he could at least leave calmly.
But now, Ling Moyin is suffering from poisoning and his consciousness is a little blurred, let alone fighting.
After a few rounds, Ling Moyin's delicate body flew out upside down, and blood coughed out from the corner of her mouth.
Seeing the three black wind thieves surrounding him, Ling Moyin gritted his teeth and turned his sword over.
She would rather die than have her chastity humiliated.
However, at this time, she found that she had completely lost her strength and her mind was a little blurry.
Looking at the three Black Wind thieves who were getting closer and closer, Ling Moyin's face, which had always been as cold as frost, also had a trace of heart-wrenching sadness.
"Brother, Yin'er can't avenge you anymore..." Ling Moyin closed her eyes in despair, and two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
In order to avenge his brother Ling Moshu and defeat Hua Wuxiu with his own hands, Ling Moyin made a lot of efforts, but he never thought that he would die here.
At this desperate moment, Ling Moyin suddenly heard a chaotic sound of fighting, and then the sound of popping.
That was the sound of the sword cutting through the flesh.
Three popping sounds were heard, and the bodies of the three Black Wind thieves fell to the ground.
Ling Moyin held on to the last of his consciousness and opened his eyes, only to see a masked man approaching him.
"You...don't come here...or...I'll die..." Tears of humiliation flowed from the corners of Ling Moyin's eyes.
"Are you okay?" The masked man took off his mask and looked at Ling Moyin with a strange expression.
"You...are..." Before Ling Moyin could see the person clearly, his consciousness was completely confused.
The person who came to the rescue was naturally Ye Guchen.
Looking at Ling Moyin with flushed face and blurred eyes in front of him, Ye Guchen shook his head slightly.
It seems that Ling Moyin also met the popular man and was poisoned.
Thinking of this, Ye Guchen wanted to help Ling Moyin up.
Who would have thought that Ling Moyin would take the initiative to stick to Ye Guchen's body, and a pair of slender arms would wrap around Ye Guchen's neck.
"Ling Moyin, you..." Ye Guchen frowned slightly.
Ling Moyin was not like Xu Zhiqing. Xu Zhiqing's poisonous energy had not penetrated deeply into his body, but the poison that Ling Moyin was exposed to had penetrated deep into his bone marrow.
If you want to detoxify, the fastest way is to have sex with the opposite sex.
This was also the pink man's plan, but who would have thought that it would be ruined by Ye Guchen.
"You want me..." Ling Moyin's consciousness was blurred at the moment, a pair of jade arms tightly hugged Ye Guchen, and her red lips were pressed against Ye Guchen's ear.
Although Ling Moyin is not stunningly beautiful, she still has her own flavor.
For an ordinary person, it might be difficult to control Ling Moyin's flattery at the moment.
But who is Ye Guchen? As a sword demon, his character is not just like that of an old monk who has entered samadhi, but at least he has no ripples in an ancient well.
Moreover, he was burdened with guilt towards Su Jianshi and Situ Hongxue, so it was impossible for him to have any unnecessary involvement with other women.
Ye Guchen shook his head secretly, and knocked Ling Moyin unconscious with a palm knife.
Later, Ye Guchen found an empty tomb, used his own true energy and inner demon-killing flame to dissolve and refine the poisonous energy in Ling Moyin's body, and took out a few quasi-holy pills for Ling Moyin to drink.
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After a long time, Ling Moyin finally woke up.
"I...I'm okay?" Ling Moyin's eyes were slightly confused, and then he suddenly woke up and hurriedly checked himself. After finding that there was no sign of humiliation, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Her eyes fell on the figure sitting cross-legged not far away. When she saw it was Ye Guchen, Ling Moyin's expression was extremely surprised.
"Dugu Wubai, why are you here?"
Ling Moyin was in confusion before and didn't know it was Ye Guchen.
"Aren't there three people on this mission?" Ye Guchen said lightly.
Ling Moyin was speechless, biting his jade lips.
Even with her cold personality, she felt a little embarrassed at this moment.
She and Jiang Yan deliberately left Ye Guchen behind. Not only did Ye Guchen not hold any grudges, he actually rescued her.
In comparison, Ling Moyin was so ashamed that she wanted to bury her head in the ground.
At this time, her mind seemed to vaguely remember some scenes when she was unconscious.
He hooked Ye Guchen's neck in an ambiguous manner.
Thinking back to this, Ling Moyin's cheeks instantly burned like fire, and she became even more ashamed and complicated.
"I..." Ling Moyin stopped talking.
"Don't say anything unnecessary. After adjusting your breath, prepare to enter the deepest part of the tomb." Ye Guchen said calmly.
Ling Moyin had mixed emotions and looked at Ye Guchen with extremely complicated eyes.
"Don't you...don't blame me? After all, I treat you like this." Ling Moyin bit her lip.
"I don't care." Ye Guchen said.
"I'm sorry, my attitude towards you before was indeed not good, but it would be better if you could be down-to-earth, not so ambitious, and not so arrogant..." Ling Moyin took a deep breath and spoke sincerely.
She really hoped that Ye Guchen could grow up safely in Shenya College instead of being directly taken away by Tiansheng College three months later.
Ye Guchen smiled and said nothing.
Ling Moyin still doesn't believe that he can break through Tongsheng Mountain.
Well... after three months, let the facts prove it.
"By the way, I will still put on a mask and hide in the dark." Ye Guchen said.
"Yeah, that's fine." Ling Moyin agreed.
Invincible in battle, with gold and silver swords, and a pink man, they are all powerful opponents.
It would be better for Ye Guchen to hide in the dark than to appear directly.
Next, Ye Guchen put on his mask again, distanced himself from Ling Moyin, passed through the tomb passage, and headed towards the deepest part of the tomb.