"Haha... Good thing..."

Ling Yun grabbed the porcelain vase in his hand and looked up to the sky and smiled. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ning Bidan..."

Jun Qianyu's eyes lit up, this is a good thing, the pill that the Heavenly Realm martial artist condenses his qi, with it, he is sure that he will officially step into the Heavenly Realm in the shortest possible time.

"Here you go..."

For the brothers he identifies, Ling Yun has always been generous, and besides, this is what he got together.

"I won't shirk this..."

Jun Qianyu happily put the porcelain bottle containing Ning Bidan into his arms. Because he is about to protect the Dharma for Meng Yanran, even if he is impatient to try the medicinal effect of Ning Bidan, he can only endure it now.

"I didn't give it to you, forget about it, and be full!"

Ling Yun stretched out a finger and shook it, with a mocking expression.

"Kill me... I've been..."

Jun Qianyu looked at Ling Yun without tears, deliberately pretending to be pitiful.

"As the saying goes, you don't have to worry about having a lot of debt, what are you afraid of?"

Ling Yun shrugged, with an expression that you are a dead pig anyway and are not afraid of boiling water.

"You're ruthless..."

Jun Qianyu squeezed out these two words from between his teeth.

"Big brother... It's not possible to bully my follower like this, so I'll invite you this time. ”

Putting the "Innate Sword Qi" cheats in his hand into his arms, Mo Lingquan stood up.

"The more the merrier, I don't refuse to come..."

Ling Yun was in a good mood at the moment.

"Okay, big brother, is it a silver ticket or a cash?... But Senior Sister Dream is almost ready, I'll help her first!"

Mo Lingquan casually pointed to the big wooden box beside him, with a playful expression.

"Yes, yes, yes..."

At this time, Jun Qianyu reacted, rushed forward, picked up a handful of silver tickets and smiled.

"Brother Ling, I'll give you as much as you want to eat, you're welcome, I have money..."

Jun Qianyu was full of pride, and raised the silver ticket in his hand to the sky.

"Get out..."

Ling Yun's face was dark, even if he really gave himself all the gold, silver and jewelry, he couldn't take it away...

"Now that I'm rich, I'll buy two tables of wine and food that forget about worry, and eat one table and pour one table..."

Jun Qianyu had fallen into a fantasy, and her eyes lit up.

"Let's wait until you can leave the territory of the Tiannan Bandit Alliance alive..."

Ling Yun slapped his forehead, Jun Qianyu's appearance he couldn't bear to look at directly.

“… Can you let me fantasize about it first..."

Jun Qianyu's movements stiffened in place, with a cruel expression.

"You two..."

Looking at Jun Qianyu's funny appearance, Mo Lingquan shook his head and came to Meng Yanran's side with a smile on his face.

"Senior Sister Yanran, you will empty your mind for a while, don't carry too much baggage, I will help you find your own martial arts. ”

After Mo Lingquan finished speaking, he pointed at the center of Meng Yanran's eyebrows.

The moon rotates, emitting a slight fluorescent light, and the wisps of moonlight are permeated between heaven and earth, and at this moment, the entire cottage seems to be shrouded in a layer of silver light.

This change, not to mention Jun Qianyu, even Ling Yun, who was protecting the Dharma on the side last time, was shocked.

"Brother Ling, you've seen this expression once..."

For fear of disturbing Mo Lingquan and Meng Yanran, Jun Qianyu secretly said to Ling Yun.

"I really haven't seen it..."

Ling Yun was silent for a moment, looking at Jun Qianyu with a bitter expression.

"Looks like something has been done! You stay here, I'll go out and have a look..."

Jun Qianyu shrugged helplessly, this vision had already attracted the attention of the people left behind in the Blood Knife Village, and he didn't want an accident at this time.

"Yes!"

The three-foot Qingfeng in Ling Yun's hand suddenly came out of the sheath and looked around with a wary expression.

The vision of the Blood Knife Village did cause a lot of panic. However, compared to Ling Yun and Jun Qianyu, they were not so lucky. People always have an inexplicable fear of the unknown.

Most of the people in the Blood Knife Village were blood-stained people, which was like a thick fog in winter, and the sudden arrival of silver light gave them a lot of impact on their hearts.

Soon... Some people found that this strange phenomenon only appeared in a radius of a few hundred meters of the Blood Knife Village, and out of fear of the unknown, the members of the Blood Knife Village who stayed behind fled one after another.

Although there is a saying that wealth and danger coexist, danger and opportunity coexist, but they are already old and have lost their original sharpness.

After a few members of the Blood Knife Village who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to roll up some money and leave never returned, this fear that permeated the heart spread.

Meng Yanran's body exuded a palpitating momentum at some point, and even Mo Lingquan's fingers that had been pointing at the center of his eyebrows were shaken open.

"Second brother!"

This sudden change caught Ling Yun and Jun Qianyu, who had just killed a few people from the Blood Sword Village, off guard.

Mo Lingquan waved his hand, signaling that he was fine. For Meng Yanran's changes, if the most incredible is him. There are three thousand avenues, and the kind-natured junior sister actually chose a path that is not compatible with her own temperament.

Is it because of what happened during this time? Mo Lingquan's heart was full of worry. The Dao chosen by Meng Yanran is the Dao cultivated by the successive Sword Emperors of the Sword House.

The way of the knife is also domineering!

"Hum..."

The sword in the treasure vault hummed, as if to celebrate the birth of the future kendo overlord.

"Second brother, Senior Sister Meng's swordsmanship..."

Ling Yun took a deep breath, his face bitter.

"Hey... Sister Meng has followed us too much along the way, and she, who was kind in the past, never imagined that she would embark on this road. ”

Mo Lingquan, who had consumed most of the moonlight, turned pale, and his eyes were full of unbearability when he looked at Meng Yanran.

"I thought that the next Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master would be you, but now it seems..."

Ling Yun shook his head, Mo Lingquan's sword path gave him the feeling that he was dominating the world, and Meng Yanran gave him the feeling that he was dominating the world.

"Stop... If I want you to do it, I'm not interested, I'm still honestly my white-robed deacon. ”

Mo Lingquan waved his hand again and again, what are you kidding, you don't see that the Yunyin Ancestor gave up the throne for the sake of his beloved, presumably as the controller of the Seven Directions Forces, he must have ulterior motives.

"I've really seen it for a long time, other forces are fighting openly and secretly for this position, it's better for you to be a flood beast. ”

Jun Qianyu put the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear on his shoulder, put his hands on the gun, and put on a look that I don't understand your world.

"Senior Brother Mo, thank you..."

Meng Yanran slowly stood up and looked at Mo Lingquan with an excited expression.

"How do you feel? It caused a lot of commotion just now, and now the people who are searching outside the Blood Knife Village are alarmed, and it is a bloody battle to leave..."

Mo Lingquan smiled slightly and reminded slowly.

"Really, I can't be deceived by the Hidden Sword Pavilion..."

The momentum around Meng Yanran changed suddenly, if Meng Yanran gave people the feeling that she was as soft as water before, at this moment, in the eyes of Mo Lingquan and the three of them, it was as cold as ice, and it made people palpitate domineering.

"Senior Sister Meng..."

Mo Lingquan frowned slightly, such a dream was not what he wanted to see.

"Senior Brother Mo, don't say it again, the previous Meng Yanran was too kind, which made people feel bullied. ”

Meng Yanran interrupted Mo Lingquan's words with a serious expression.