Gongsun Lan was still confused at first, but she had met Ling Xue. When she came and saw that Ye Lingxi she knew was Ling Xue, the number one on the Qianlong List who was targeted by everyone, she immediately understood that Ling Qingzhu was worried
The reason for coming.
The next moment, Gongsun Lan felt that the pulling force and the palm holding her suddenly disappeared, and she saw that Ling Qingzhu had appeared in front of Ling Xue in his sight. He looked confident and calm, looking at the hundreds of hidden dragons in front of him with a faint smile and said: "A paragraph
See you soon, Xiaoxue is doing well in Wuwang City!"
At the same time as Ling Qingzhu, two other people appeared in front of Ling Xue, the elegant scholar Zhao Wuji and the bone-ridden Xue Lei.
"It's really shameless. A group of people besieged a delicate female nun. As men, if you don't feel ashamed, I feel ashamed for you."
Zao Wou-Ki looks good, but as soon as he opens his mouth, his elegant demeanor suddenly disappears, and his smiling expression looks cheap.
Although Xue Lei, who was riddled with bones and bones, had changed a lot from the honest boy, he was still taciturn and said briefly: "Whoever wants to kill her should get through me first."
"And me, whoever wants to kill my senior sister must step over my body first!" Xiang Feiying stood up behind him and said coldly.
"Ling Xi, and me!"
The ones who spoke were two female nuns from Team 81.
Later, after taking the lead, all the other monks of the 81st Squadron also stood up and expressed their stance: "Captain Ye's majesty will be guarded by me and the Blood Night Soldiers!"
Although Ling Xue's identity has now been exposed, the identity of being number one on the Hidden Dragon List is really out of reach and too unfamiliar to them, so they are still more accustomed to the identity of Ye Lingxi, the captain of the 81st Squadron.
The scene was a bit grim for a moment. The monks of the 81st Squadron worked together to defend Ling Xue resolutely, displaying their weapons to face the hundreds of Qianlong around them.
The chilling atmosphere became increasingly intense, reaching the point where a fight could break out at any time.
But at this moment, an old sarcastic joke broke the atmosphere.
"It's really stupid. Can you survive in Wuwang City if you kill her? Qianlong is number one, don't underestimate her. Use all your cards here and enter the city lord's mansion, the final destination of Wuwang City, and you will all die.
of."
Everyone looked for the sound and saw a figure wearing a cloak slowly walking out of the mist.
The cloaked figure walking out of the mist had already lifted the cloak off its head, revealing an old face with silver hair.
"Yin Zheng, you didn't die like that?" Ling Qingzhu yelled at the scene, and only she and Ling Xue knew the identity of the old man.
"As expected of Miss Qingzhu, you have seen through my identity early on. What I didn't expect is that you have become so strong. It's a pity that those few swords still failed to kill me."
Although his hands and feet were cut off by Ling Qingzhu and nailed to the ground with a long sword, after meeting him at this time, Yin Zheng did not feel any anger or hatred. Instead, his words revealed a bit of unnoticeable relief.
Only the two of them knew what the conversation between Ling Qingzhu and Yin Zheng meant, while the others were in the dark for a while. At most, they could only guess that a fight broke out between the two after they met again.
"Pretend to be a ghost and look at the sword."
A grumpy Qianlong sword cultivator couldn't bear the taunting and ridicule of Yin Zheng who jumped out.
Now he heard another conversation with unclear meaning, especially since Yin Zheng and Ling Qingzhu were both Pulse Condensation Realm monks who had not even condensed their soul veins. This made him take action directly.
However, he had not forgotten his sense of propriety. His attack on Ling Qingzhu was definitely to provoke everyone's nerves, and to provoke everyone into a fight, so he swung a sword energy and struck at Yin Zheng, who appeared alone.
"Pfft."
Yin Zheng was cut in half directly, but no blood was spilled.
Moreover, there were still some black shadows intertwined among them, and within a short time before everyone's eyes, they had returned to their original state.
"Transform the Tao."
Some monks who were knowledgeable and had deep knowledge in the sect immediately recognized this phenomenon in their hearts and no longer looked down upon Yin Zheng.
Fortunately, with Yin Zheng disrupting the situation, the fight was no longer possible. After calming down and weighing the pros and cons, everyone decided to save their fighting power and go to the city lord's mansion to find out what was going on.
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"Qingzhu, I couldn't even find out where you went after entering Wuwang City. It was a monk named Lu Meng who came to seek refuge and brought me the news that you were safe and sound."
After entering the Lord's Mansion of Wuwang City, Ling Xue couldn't help but ask Ling Qingzhu about the doubts in her heart.
"Well, it's hard to explain in one sentence. I've been hiding here and there since I came in. The stronger Yuetong's ability is compared to my own, the weaker it becomes. People who come into Wuwang City are basically higher in cultivation than me, so there's no way I can deal with too many people.
kick in.
"The people who entered Wuwang City were divided into small teams. Lan and I are two female cultivators. It feels very unsafe to stay in the team. Since we can't defeat them, we can only try our best to avoid other monks and run away.
However, I gained quite a lot from this trip, and my cultivation level has been improved to the seventh level of Pulse Condensation Realm."
Ling Qingzhu didn't care about letting a little person like Lu Meng join Ling Xue, and Ling Xue didn't care about such a little person either. The two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't mention it.
"Fortunately, you're okay." Ling Xue held one of Ling Qingzhu's hands and said happily.
Seeing the intimate interaction between Ling Qingzhu and Ling Xue, Zhao Wuji suddenly had the urge to bite his white gloves and cry, and said angrily in his heart: "Damn it, I should be the least threatening, why do I feel like Xiang Feiying does?
No kid is as big of a threat to me as Ling Qingzhu."
No one knew what was going on in Zhao Wuji's heart. Ling Qingzhu said to Ling Xue, "Didn't I say it before? I'm stronger than you think. How could something happen?"
"Someone died in front!"
Ling Qingzhu looked at the monk walking in front and suddenly paused in her forward movement. She felt that she couldn't bear Ling Xue's concern, so she took the opportunity to change the subject and asked.
"What?"
Ling Xue was a little confused by Ling Qingzhu's sudden change of topic and looked ahead and then around.
If someone died, I'm afraid someone among the people advancing would have been in chaos. How could it be so peaceful?
"There are monks who are dying, and their deaths are very miserable, just like him." Ling Qingzhu pointed to a certain monk in front of him and said to Ling Xue.
Keeping a low profile does not mean that you are afraid of offending people, especially if you only offend a dead person, there is no need to worry about it.
Ling Xue did not doubt that Ling Qingzhu would talk nonsense, she just wondered why the dead people Ling Qingzhu said seemed to her like ordinary people, talking to their relatives, friends and fellow disciples.
Is this a problem with himself or with Ling Qingzhu?