Feng Ling Ning'er said: "If I am not mistaken, you are in the fitting period, with your cultivation, why would you be injured like this?"

The cultivation of the person who injured him is not high, and he is not using any artifact, and some of the wounds are even made of mortal iron, such an opponent, wouldn't it be easy for him to fight back, how could he be forced into such a situation?

The young man turned his face sideways, and if he didn't answer, she couldn't ask anyone more.

Feng Ling Ning'er recycled the streamer, and the shortened streamer turned out to be a delicate blue forehead, she sorted out the green silk she had scattered, and tied the forehead between her foreheads, this action was as beautiful as a fairy, and the young man who saw it was dumbfounded.

Feng Ling Ning'er noticed his gaze and said, "This is a token of the selection of the Holy Maiden candidates, each candidate has an exclusive forehead wipe, I just got it is turquoise, it fits my clothes very well, right? I also named it Bi Ling, is it good?"

The boy was silent, so she said to herself: "I've been working on it recently, and I've opened up a space in it, but it's too small, so I can only put some small things." ”

The other party didn't look at it because of the lack of interest, she pouted, and she didn't have the interest to say any more.

But he suddenly thought of something, and he was startled, and suddenly said in a flattering tone: "I took it down and used it in a hurry, don't tell others." Although in her place, it is used in a hurry, and it has been quietly equated with the use of habit.

However, the token of Bi Ling represents holiness, and it is the good expectation of the Feng Ling clan for candidates to become saints, and it is always inappropriate to use it as a weapon, especially when it is used to bind men, let alone it.

The young man nodded ignorantly, the sudden friendly conversation made the young man's mood stabilize a lot, the key is that the effect of the pill is working, and his pain has been reduced a little, he finally realized that she is not only harmless but also very cute, and is helping himself, a pair of purple eyes looked at her and wondered:

"You, why did you save me?"

Feng Ling Ning'er said curiously: "Why can't I save you?"

The young man almost blurted out: "People who boast of noble status are all high, where do you care about my ......" said and felt that this was inappropriate, and immediately shut up, remembering that he had mixed into other people's girls' cars, and was covered in blood, he was so big, he was afraid that others would misunderstand him for the first time, and he hurriedly explained: "I am not a killer." It was someone who wanted to kill me, so I stepped into your steps to hide. ”

Feng Ling Ning'er nodded and said, "Well, I know, someone was chasing you before you got in the car, and I saw it." ”

The boy was speechless, because he had hidden a road in his carriage, and he couldn't hold back his desire to leave for fear of alarming the Quartet, and it turned out that she had always known, but she had not said anything.

Feng Ling Ning'er said: "My aunt said that if the candidate for the saint girl can't become a saint, they will be cannon fodder, and if they go to Feng Ling Mountain, they will have a chance of becoming a saint, but there is a ninety percent probability of becoming cannon fodder, but no matter which one they are, there will be no new friends." Today, it's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Ning'er. ”

She stretched out her hand to him, and he, staring at her in a low row for a long time, said, "Purple Confusion." Purple ink family, purple confusion. ”

After speaking, he raised his head, his eyes collided, and his heart moved inexplicably.

At this moment, a cracking sound sounded, and the carriage was blown into ashes, and the soot slowly fell, revealing Feng Ling Ning'er and Zi Yu, who were covered in white ash.

The Patriarch of the Sealing Spirit shouted, "Take it!!"

Feng Ling Ning'er said, "Stop!"

She is just a small candidate, whether she can stay, how long she can stay, is an unknown, at this time, where does anyone listen to her, in the face of the guards who have stepped forward, she protects Zi Fu behind herself, retreats step by step, and shouts to the guards: "Don't come up, he is not a bad person, he is ...... him"

Before Feng Ling Ning'er could figure out that he was a famous hall, the Feng Ling Patriarch coldly ordered: "What are you doing in a daze, take it quickly!!"

Feng Ling Ning'er shouted: "No, he is a guardian!"

Hearing this, the patriarch was shocked, "Guardian?"

Feng Ling Ning'er said, "Yes, Guardian. Our saintess already has a candidate, and the candidate for the guardian can't be delayed, patriarch, you said it yourself, if you are a talent, you must keep it, really, he can, if you don't believe you asked him to select, he will definitely win!!"

Feng Ling Ning'er is the most outstanding among the candidates, and it is the patriarch's favorite, and the patriarch has some preference for Feng Ling Ning'er.

If it had been so bold as another candidate for the Holy Maiden, she would have ordered it to be dragged in.

And the more important fact is that Feng Ling Ning'er's cultivation at this time is not low in the Feng Ling clan, if there is a conflict, it is difficult for her cultivation not to make a move.

You must know that the candidates for the Holy Maiden are all to cultivate in closed worlds, and it is best to do everything quietly.

The patriarch said in a suffrage: "Do you know who he is if you intercede for him?" Let me tell you, this little prince is the concubine of the Zimo family, and it is said that he killed the wife of the sect master of their family. ”

Feng Ling Ning'er subconsciously glanced at Zi Fu, and Zi Fu also looked at her, but the emotions in her eyes were full: "I killed the person, what do you want?"

At a glance, she understood that the person he killed was the one who should be killed.

Feng Ling Ning'er nodded to him, asked him to calm down, and turned to the patriarch:

"Patriarch, who do you think the guardian should be? Who is the guardian? If you don't have the courage to do something, who can you protect? When you first met me, you said that I had reached the refining period at a young age, which is amazing, and I can't find such a genius in the whole continent, but, you see, he is the same age as me, but his cultivation is one level higher than mine, isn't he even more genius? ”

The patriarch couldn't help but glance at Zi Yu quietly, and saw that his nose was red and his face was swollen, and he was quite skeptical of his statement that his cultivation was high.

Feng Ling Ning'er pulled the patriarch's hand sleeve and said:

"You know what, Patriarch. Everyone shouted at him and shouted at him, but which of you has heard of the dead people? You can definitely see that his cultivation is not low, not to mention that it is only a small injury, but it is more serious, with our guards, even if we add me, we are not necessarily other people's opponents, right? But he has endured everything himself, and has never hurt others, right? He is still kind and righteous to outsiders, how can he not be able to bear the housewife of the family? The patriarch ....... ”

She coquettishly pulled the patriarch's wide sleeves, "We are not familiar with the Zimo family, which is right and which is wrong, maybe the one who dies is the one who deserves to die? ”

It seems to be the case, but at this time, Feng Ling Ning'er was still soft-spoken, even the patriarch who thought she had great potential did not agree with her as a small candidate, and openly confronted her in this way.

The patriarch said: "My clan is not interested in the affairs of other clans, but as a man, he actually mixed into the car of the saintess candidate, if this matter spreads, how can the face of the saint's palace remain, come on, take it!!"

Those guards stood still, Feng Ling Ning'er glanced at Zi Yu, and the young man slowly retreated......

The patriarch said, "What are you doing in a daze?"

Only then did he realize that this group of guards had already been sealed with spiritual power and physical strength by Feng Ling Ning'er, and at this moment, I was afraid that they didn't have the strength to lift a hand.

The patriarch was furious: "Feng Ling Ning'er, I think you are the opposite!!" and glared at Zi Yu angrily: "Say that your cultivation is high, they can't beat it, how about I give it a try?"

As soon as she raised her hand, she found that her own spiritual power was also sealed by Feng Ling Ning'er, and Feng Ling Ning'er said, "Hurry up!!"

Zi Yu hesitated for a moment, and then escaped under the angry gaze of the patriarch.

Recalling this paragraph, Feng Ling Ning'er felt like she had been beaten with chicken blood, and actually sat up, "...... Ah, it's you. You're not dead?"

Zi Yu said inexplicably: "Hmm...... Huh?"

Feng Ling Ning'er said: "The patriarch lied to me, she said that you went back to Zimo's house and were beaten to death by your father, and I was sad for a long time. ”

Zi Yu bowed his head and said, "I haven't been back to the Zimo family, I have participated in the selection of guardians, and I have been cultivating here. "Guardians and saints are the same, they all have to go through a thousand trials, how can the challenge be easy?

Feng Ling Ning'er exclaimed: "This place?" said that the whole person jumped up regardless of the pain, "You said this place! This is the Demon Lake?"

Zi Yu said: "I gave this lake a new name, called Green Lake. ”

Feng Ling Ning'er was not as calm as him, and said with a pale face: "There are demons in the lake, and the demon platform has not killed the demons, and all the demons are surviving in the lake?"

Zi Yu was silent, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Feng Ling Ning'er was shocked, "...... You're the only one left in this place, and all the other inductees are dead?"

Feng Ling Ning'er finally understood, where did his injury come from, the lake is full of demons, it is a blessing not to die, isn't it common to be injured?

Zi Xuan said: "The Holy Maiden candidate is at the peak, the guardian candidate is in the canyon, knowing that you are above, I have the power." ”

She was the one who supported him.

Zi Qi said: "Do you remember you said that I am a guardian." ”

Feng Ling Ning'er lowered her head and confessed: "That was just a rhetoric to persuade the patriarch to let you go at that time......

Zi Xuan said, "I am your guardian. ”

"...... you" Feng Ling Ning'er was stunned, she seemed to understand something, but remembering that her time might be running out, she didn't need to explain anything, she said, "Then what if I can't become a saint?"

Zi Wei stared at her, serious and serious, and said, "If you want to be a saint, you must be." ”

She didn't know where his determined look came from, and in the next moment, Feng Ling Ning'er was frozen by him.

Zi Yu said: "I am your guardian, not on the premise of the name of the saint, not for anything else, just because I have you in my heart." ”

Feng Ling Ning'er sat next to the stone, her hands were placed by Zi Chao's side, she couldn't move, Zi Ming's spiritual power that had been stored for a long time finally had strength, and she began to exert force against the wound on her back......

Feng Ling Ning'er knew what that meant, her heart sank, and even her voice trembled a little, "Zifu, what do you want to do?" Don't mess around, my injury, you can't heal it, don't ......"

Zi Yu smiled and said, "Believe me, it's okay." ”

Feng Ling Ning'er's consciousness began to blur, and she shouted with all her might: "Don't ...... You will die ......", but the words of the exit are just like a murmur, and the person has already fallen.