Ning Qi's complexion made Lu Fan more certain that Di Qian was Luo Ling, and Ning Qi definitely knew the reason.
However, after Ning Qi's complexion changed a few times, she quickly regained her composure.
"Are you out of your mind? You actually asked such a question. Di Qian is an orphan who grew up in Rakshamen. Of course she is from this world." Ning Qi said coldly.
However, she was extremely shocked in her heart.
She couldn't understand, how could Lu Fan know about this?
Lu Fan looked calm, and said: "Even if you don't tell me, I will find out in the future, so leave!"
With that said, he was about to leave.
"Wait!" Ning Qi's face sank, "It was agreed just now, I answered your question, and you must go back with us."
"I think you heard it wrong. I just said that I would go to the former site of Tianlong Temple with you in two days." Lu Fan said calmly without stopping.
"Boy, you are courting death!"
Ning Qi suddenly became furious.
The disciples around him drew out their iron swords one after another, ready to forcibly take Lu Fan down.
Lu Fan didn't change his face, pretending he didn't see it, and continued to walk forward.
A middle-aged woman beside Ning Qi turned cold, raised the iron sword in her hand, and swung it directly at Lu Fan's legs.
Immediately, four illusory sword qi flew forward with whistling sound.
This middle-aged woman is a mid-level cultivator with strong internal strength. The sword energy she emits is extremely sharp, and the distance between the two sides is relatively close. From their point of view, Lu Fan can't avoid it at all.
"Hmph, cut off your legs, let's see where else you can go?"
Ning Qi murmured viciously.
The four sword qi were all aimed at Lu Fan's legs, and they arrived at an extremely fast speed.
Just when it was about to cut off Lu Fan's legs.
Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a large white wind blade suddenly appeared in front of the sword energy. Roughly estimated, there were four to fifty wind blades.
"How can this be?"
Ning Qi and the others were dumbfounded.
They didn't notice any movement by Lu Fan at all, and the four or fifty wind blades seemed to appear out of thin air.
More importantly, even with Ning Qi's cultivation, it is impossible to release so much energy at once.
Just when they were dumbfounded, this large piece of wind blade rushed forward with the momentum of thunder.
The middle-aged woman's four sword qi were completely submerged in the wind blade without even making a sound.
The sonic boom of "Whoo! Whoosh! Whoosh!" can be heard endlessly.
The penetrating white light illuminated a large area on the hillside.
In just one or two breaths, the wind blade had already swept in front of the middle-aged woman.
Her face had already turned extremely pale, cold sweat was streaming from her forehead, and her body was shaking violently.
Under such a wind blade, she couldn't resist it at all.
Ning Qi is a high-level cultivation base in the sky, and she is also the strongest among them.
She came back to her senses the first time, hurriedly drew out the iron sword, and ruthlessly swept towards these wind blades.
The sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang" is connected together.
Ning Qi's eyes were extremely serious.
The iron sword in her hand swung into an afterimage to resist Lu Fan's wind blade.
Every time the iron sword and the wind blade collided, a powerful force was transmitted from the iron sword to her body, making her complexion even paler.
Before receiving half of the wind blade, the internal energy in her dantian was insufficient.
"Hurry up, use all the protective magic weapons!" Ning Qi shouted anxiously.
The disciples beside him did not dare to neglect, and threw their magic weapons in front of the middle-aged woman one after another.
Immediately, more than a dozen faint masks came out.
At this time, the inner alchemy in her dantian was completely exhausted.
After losing the blocking of the iron sword, the remaining wind blades immediately hit the mask.
After defeating more than half of the protective light shield, the wind blade was finally blocked.
The middle-aged woman's legs went limp, and she slumped to the ground, her face was as white as paper with fright.
"Damn it, what kind of cultivation is he?"
She shouted bitterly, her pupils already full of fear.
The other party just released their strength at will, and let them do their best to exhaust their magical weapons, and only then did they save their lives. Such a cultivation base is really terrible.
At this time, Ning Qi??¡±
"Yeah, it seems that Xiaolan's kindness must have touched the heavens, and that's why her pimples healed."
"Xiao Lan, you have become so beautiful, those who pursue you in the future will definitely step down the threshold of our Rakshasa Gate."
Xiaolan's words surprised all the disciples even more.
This also made Xiaolan keep her head down, not daring to say anything.
However, her heart was very sweet, and her gratitude to Lu Fan was even deeper.
After all, girls have a heart for beauty.
"Xiao Lan, congratulations, the pimples that have troubled you for many years have finally subsided." Ning Qi also stepped forward and said with a smile.
Immediately afterwards, she carefully observed the other party's pretty face, and after a while, she continued: "Well, it's really good."
"Uncle Ning, don't worry, my pimple will definitely be cured this time!" Xiaolan nodded without any doubt.
For Lu Fan, she absolutely believed it.
Xiaolan's tone made Ning Qi a little puzzled, but she didn't ask, she still smiled and said: "Although the pimple on the surface is healed, the toxins in the body may not be completely discharged for a while, so you We still have to continue taking our detoxification pills."
With that said, she took out a thumb-sized, black pill from the treasure bag.
"Do you still want to take this kind of pill?" Xiaolan's brows were slightly pale, as if she no longer wanted to take this kind of thing.
Ever since she was a child, she had to take one of these black pills every time the pimples on her face broke out. After taking it, the pimples no longer hurt. But still no improvement.
She had long since lost faith in the pill.
"Xiao Lan, be obedient. If you don't eat, the pimples will grow back in a short time, and you will be in trouble?" Ning Qi frowned slightly, persuading.
"Xiao Lan, Uncle Ning is an elder, don't you listen to what the elder says?" the middle-aged woman said with a gloomy expression.
"Okay! I'll just take it." Xiaolan reluctantly took the pill and swallowed it.
The middle-aged woman and Ning Qi nodded, and then they looked at each other again, with puzzled expressions in their eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com