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Feeling the sword intent released from the Linglong sword, Ye Linger's big eyes showed a bit of yearning. She stared at it for a while before suppressing her yearning.
Ye Ling'er regained some sense, and said in a very depressed tone: "Sister Qiu has already cultivated the cultivation base of the nine gaps of alchemy and is about to reach the realm of Dzogchen, but that old man has the Nascent Soul Realm!" Cultivation."
Ye Linger was very worried, she took a step forward slowly, and grabbed Ying Qiu's white wrists with a pair of delicate hands.
"Besides, besides, sister Qiu, you are not feeling well now, so you can't do anything, really angry."
Ying Qiu pursed her lips and smiled at this, she leaned her Linglong sword aside, stretched out her hand to wipe away the little tears from the corners of the baby's eyes, she said in a gentle voice.
"It's okay. Although my body has not recovered, it doesn't mean that I can't make a move. That person is just an elder of the Ba Chuanshan Special Sect. He dared to point fingers at the Jiantang. The master is not here, and the brother is also missing. As a senior sister, It is my responsibility to protect this sword hall."
The words spoken in a gentle tone have a kind of reassuring stability, but Ye Linger holds Ying Qiu's wrist with concern, and there are anxious tears in her eyes.
Looking at the baby in Ying Qiu's arms again, Ye Ling'er couldn't help but speak angrily.
"Bad Lin Qi, dead Lin Qi, scum Lin Qi, where did he die at this time!"
Just as Ye Linger said these words, Lin Qi, who was flying far away, suddenly sneezed a few times. He rubbed his nose and said with some doubts.
"I have a cold, and I still sneeze."
At this time, Rakshaying's voice also came from his waist.
"Boy, someone scolded you."
"Is there such a saying?" Lin Qi asked doubtfully.
"Of course there is, and the scolding is ruthless."
Lin Qi smiled dumbly, he was naturally unlucky, and then he hurried on his way
In the sword hall, Ye Ling'er felt better after scolding as if venting, and Ying Qiu's delicate face gradually locked, and her autumn eyes were full of yearning at this time.
During this year, there were many times when Lin Qi was in great need, but at those times, Ying Qiu had overcome all the hardships by herself, and only within a few months after the baby in her arms was born, did Ying Qiu Feel less lonely.
It's just that at this moment, she knows that it will be extremely difficult to overcome the difficulty that has reappeared.
Ying Qiu was silent for a moment, thought for a moment, then smiled lightly, waved her bare hand lightly, and Linglongxia uttered a sword cry and returned to Canglong Yueming.
The sound of the sword re-sheathing echoed.
At the same time, there was a sword in the outer gate's sword hall resounding together.
At this time in the outer gate sword hall, the cold wind blows the bamboo forest, the bamboo leaves rubbing against each other makes a noise, the noise of the whole bamboo forest is like listening to the waves of the sea.
But few people could calm down and listen to the sound of the waves in the bamboo forest, or in other words, few people could come and listen at all.
It's just that amidst the rushing sound, there was a sword sound echoing from time to time.
At this time, the sound of the sword echoed again, and then a burly figure standing above the forest holding a sword, in his hand was a big sword that looked like a door panel.
The big sword was heavy, and it made a buzzing sound when it was swung in his hand. He swung the sword vertically and horizontally, displaying beams of sword light across the end of the bamboo forest.
He danced the sword for a while, and suddenly the sword in his hand stopped, and the whole person let out a painful groan and fell from the air.
He landed heavily, and the big sword penetrated several feet into the ground.
This person was panting heavily, he was the Jinshan Po of the Outer Gate Sword Hall!
At this time, Jin Shanpo was panting, his whole body was covered with cold sweat, he stood up straight with difficulty, and saw several fatal scars on his chest.
Just at this moment, a young man ran out from the small building behind, he trotted to Jin Shanpo's side and supported Jin Shanpo.
"Hall Master, Hall Master, are you alright? You have not recovered from your serious injury. Don't practice swords anymore. It won't be good if the wound is opened later."
Jin Shanpo frowned tightly, he endured the pain on his body, and said word by word.
"My injuries are fine, but I can endure the pain of flesh and blood. I must learn the three forms of Fujian as soon as possible, so that I can defeat that old man Mandrill Yunzi!"
After talking about Jinshan breaking, he was ready to practice swords again.
But just now, he had already opened the wound with some movement of the sword. At this time, the wound opened a little, and he was sweating coldly from the pain all over his face.near.
Later, a lazy voice came from behind the crowd.
"To build a toilet is to build a toilet, because sooner or later this piece of land will belong to the Dharma hall. When I am happy, I will build a toilet. It is not expensive to build a cemetery, and it is okay to raise pigs. What can you do to me?"
During the speech, the crowd parted, and an old man about sixty years old came out.
This person was wearing dark red clothes, and there was a sinister air all over his body, his eyes were almost narrowed, and his hands were behind his back, looking like no one else.
This person is Yunzi Yunzi, the elder of the Impermanence Sect of the Ba Chuanshan Special School, and he is now in office at the Dharma Hall.
Jin Shanpo looked at this person, he was so jealous that his eyes were about to burst into flames, but he still tried his best to endure it.
Mandrill Yunzi saw no one in sight, so he wanted to walk into the sword hall, but Jin Shanpo blocked his way at the door.
"Now, this is still the sword hall, and it is my territory. You are not welcome here!"
Jin Shanpo gritted his teeth and said.
Mandrill Yunzi laughed and walked in front of Jin Shanpo. Jin Shanpo was tall and strong, and Mandrill Yunzi bent his body only to his chest.
But Mandrill Yunzi was not afraid at all, he stood almost close to Jin Shanpo, his eyes narrowed into slits, and looked at Jin Shanpo with contempt.
He took his hand out from behind, stretched out a long, thin and withered finger and pointed it at Jin Shanpo.
The voice seemed to contain a mouthful of phlegm and said, "Tell me, can I destroy you with one finger."
"Do you dare?" Jin Shan gave a low shout and took a step forward to hold his finger.
At this moment, there was an evil smile on the corner of Mandrill Yunzi's mouth. With a light touch of his finger, a huge force hit Jin Shanpo.
Jin Shanpo also circulated his whole body to resist, but Mandrill Yunzi's cultivation was advanced, and his simple finger actually contained the power of Yuanying, and Jin Shanpo could not bear the difference in realm.
With a muffled grunt, he quickly backed away, taking a full ten steps before standing still.
Jin Shanpo, who stood still, turned pale for a while, but he suppressed it with the huge strength in his chest.
Only now did he realize the strength of Yu Mandrill Yunzi.
At this time, Mandrill Yunzi laughed presumptuously.
"Hahaha, you still want to meet my challenge just because of your ugly appearance, please save yourself and call the master sister of your sword hall to come out, so that I can defeat the last pride of your sword hall under the watchful eyes of everyone. "
As he spoke, there was a vicious smile in Yunzi's eyes.
Jin Shanpo covered his chest and stared angrily at Mandrill Yunzi, his teeth chattering.
Those disciples in the sword hall also came up to support Jin Shanpo, while Jin Shanpo waved his hand to signal him not to use it.
And the group of Mandrill Yunzi left the gate of the sword hall amidst a burst of ridicule. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com