"What a strength!"

Yi Mei received Ling Yun's affirmation, her mouth opened slightly, and her heart was shocked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This kind of strength is nothing more than the core disciple of the Smallpox Sect, and listening to Ling Yun's voice, Yi Mei feels that Ling Yun is not very big.

is both young and so strong, and Yimei's eyes are full of "******".

It's just that Yi Mei didn't know that Ling Yun's arm shrunk in his sleeve was still trembling, although the Extermination Slash was powerful, after all, it was not as powerful as the Heavenly Disease, and the Heavenly Disease was a little unbearable even if it was Ling Yun, if it wasn't for his own realm, it was also the consummation of the Spirit Gathering Period, and he had practiced the "Tiangang Quenching Body Technique" just by virtue of the Desolation Slash and the Heavenly Disease, even Ling Yun would suffer a lot of injuries.

Of course, Ling Yun still had the two secret methods of the Savage Nine Secret Technique and Blood Transformation that had not been cast, and once they were cast, the Heavenly Disease would not be able to hurt Ling Yun even if he was strong.

The strength of being able to fight across levels is not comparable to Li Yuan.

Ling Yun shook his head slightly and smiled indifferently: "This is nothing to be strong, as long as you work hard, you will also reach such strength." ”

Seeing the strength of the peak of the Xuanzhong Cathode Realm, Ling Yun didn't feel that his strength was strong enough, fortunately, Li Yuan was in the realm of the consummation of the Gathering Spirit Realm, if Li Yuan was a cultivator of the Cathode Realm, Ling Yun didn't think that he could let him escape so easily.

I think that when I was still at the mortal level, any strong person in the Spirit Gathering Period could let myself die, and now it is a strong person in the Yin Pole Realm who wants to kill himself and pay some price.

However, Ling Yun also sighed at the strength of the "Heavenly Disease", and the ** of the Heavenly Disease in his heart rose straight up.

"Now that you're saved, it's time for me to go."

Ling Yun looked around and whispered.

"It seems destined to sleep on the earth."

Looking around at the ruins of the Yimeng Inn, Ling Yun sighed softly in his heart.

The Yimeng Inn was turned into ruins in the battle between Yu Ao and Elder Li Jiajiu, and there was a large flow of people in the imperial capital, and no matter how big the inn was in the middle of the night, it was full of people, and Ling Yun would not use violence to drive people away like Yu Ao.

For Ling Yun, his principle is that if people don't offend me, I won't offend people, and if people offend me, they will pay the price of blood and make you fall off a layer of flesh.

"Do you think I can walk like this?"

Yi Mei sat up straight with difficulty, smiled at Ling Yun and said helplessly.

"Uh... Also. ”

Ling Yun nodded in agreement.

Now Imei, not to mention walking, is a little reluctant to stand up.

"Shall I take you away?"

Ling Yun asked with a slight movement of his brows.

"What do you say?"

Yimei asked with a smile.

"Take it with you, good people do it to the end."

Ling Yun shook his head speechlessly, bent down at random, leaned his back against Yi Mei, and slowly squatted on the ground.

"What is this for?"

Imei asked puzzled, and in a moment Imei's pale little face rose two bright red morning colors.

"Come up."

Ling Yun whispered.

"Flutter!"

Yimei rushed forward violently, and her soft delicate body lay on Ling Yun's back.

"Let's go."

Yi Mei writhed uneasily on Ling Yun's back, the pain of the injury made her finally quiet, and the awkwardness in her chest made the blush on her face even better.

Ling Yun felt the softness on his back and the faint fragrance from the tip of his nose made his mind move, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his lower abdomen.

"Hold back."

Ling Yun gritted his teeth and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and suddenly a lightning-fast pain spread throughout his body, making his heart tremble.

Mu Qingxuan's ** made Ling Yun feel extremely guilty, he didn't want to commit such a crime at once, if it happened once, even if Mu Qingxuan forgave himself, he would not forgive himself.

Holding Yimei's legs slightly up with both hands, she stood up and slowly walked away from the ruins with heavy steps.

Just half an hour after Ling Yun left, a furious roar was heard in the distance, and a powerful aura followed.

"Who ruined my inn?"

A big man with a red face rushed to the ruins of the Dream Inn and roared.

The furious man released his powerful aura without concealment, and suddenly the surrounding dust was shaken away under his feet, and cracks were finger-wide, and the slightest tyrannical aura emitted on him, and the surrounding air made an unbearable roar.

The big man is full of red light, with rough brows and a pair of eyes that can shoot out frightening eyes, and he is dressed in a black robe, and a black dragon with eight claws under his belly is vividly carved on the robe and looks majestic.

"Who is it? Who is it? Let Lao Tzu know, Lao Tzu will kill you! ”

The big man's eyes were bloodshot, and an astonishing anger flashed between his eyebrows.

The sky was so angry that even the sky trembled, and the thunder rolled.

If Ling Yun had definitely known here that there would definitely be more than thousands of people dead in the hands of this big man, otherwise there would not have been such a powerful anger.

"It's!"

Suddenly, the big man looked at a place in the ruins, where a white figure was lying, his eyes widened and his pupils were full of unwillingness, and there was a trace of dead air that had been dead for a long time on his body, and a pool of blood and a hole that ran through his chest could be seen.

"This is a disciple of the Smallpox Sect."

The big man came to the figure in a flash, observed it carefully, and was shocked when he saw the pattern on his chest.

As one of the three major sects, the Smallpox Sect will not know, and the Smallpox Sect has always attached great importance to its disciples, that is, an ordinary disciple will be investigated to the end when he dies, and it is also the importance that the Smallpox Sect attaches to its disciples.

And the smallpox sect is still a sect that men yearn for.

The specifications for accepting disciples in the Smallpox Sect are mainly female, and men who want to enter the Smallpox Sect don't want to enter the Smallpox Sect unless you have good talent.

Moreover, the identity of this dead disciple is undecided, if the ordinary disciple is okay, once he is a core disciple, it will be a change of heaven.

However, Dahan didn't think that this man would be an ordinary disciple, and if a man wanted to enter the Smallpox Sect, in addition to his talent, he also had an extremely handsome appearance, which was also the difference between the Smallpox Sect and other sects.

As long as your talent is strong enough in the rest of the sects, no matter who you are, even if you are extremely ugly, you will be allowed to enter the sect.

The smallpox sect, which specializes in women and handsome men, has become a longing sect for men, and it is also a place for some women.

"It seems that something bad is going to happen between the empire and the smallpox sect."

Dahan stood up and sighed in a direction that he didn't know where.

His eyes were fixed in the distance, and the big man stood still on the ground, his breath restrained as if he was an ordinary person who couldn't cultivate.

It's just that when the fluttering leaves passed by him, they suddenly stopped fluttering and fell quietly on the big man's robe, letting people know that this big man is not as simple as it seems.

"Pedal pedal pedal..."

On the other side of the inn's ruins came the sound of horses' hooves.

Dahan heard the chaotic and harsh sound, and his eyes moved to look in the direction from which the voice came.

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