Ling Yiyi looked at Zhao Xuanchen, who was pale and unconscious, and the guilt in her heart became deeper and deeper.

The young man's deep voice, as crisp as spring water mixed with sand, floated out of her mouth, but it was familiar.

"Is there no other way?"

In order to avoid being known to the black-clothed man outside the carriage that she was in the carriage, and in order to show her sincerity to the owner of Fengyun Village, Ling Yiyi lowered her voice and turned into the voice of the slightly hoarse Huofeng, which was also the voice of Ling Shaofeng.

"You ......" As soon as he heard this strange and familiar voice, the owner of Fengyun Village raised his hand and pointed at Ling Yiyi, who was as calm as usual, "Are you...... That person, no wonder, the junior brother will do his best to help you and ...... that day."

Ling Yiyi nodded, understanding the underlying meaning, that day at the main peak of Taigu Mountain, Xuanchen was a fool who saved her who had incarnated as a fire phoenix, and asked the master of Fengyun Village to let her cheap father Ling Feng and others leave safely.

Zhao Xuanxu heard Ling Yiyi's voice mutate into a young man's voice, and his expression was not obvious, and then he looked at the face of the master of Fengyun Village, and immediately understood that these two people must have met before.

"You knew she would...... This ...... "male-to-female" voice.

The lord of Fengyun Village nodded at Zhao Xuanxu, and did not explain much, and then looked at Ling Yiyi's expression had changed, mixed with admiration and appreciation.

"His injuries are indeed very serious, in addition to the method just mentioned, there is another way, you have to find the master, the master is superb in medicine, there will definitely be a way! It's just that the master travels all over the world, and he has no fixed place to come and go, and the junior brother's injury can't wait! ”

The fight outside the door gradually faded away, either because they saw the Dongzhao guards, or because they didn't want to make trouble, those black-clothed masked people didn't disturb the people in this carriage, and Ling Mu and the guards of the General's Mansion didn't want Ling Yiyi to have any more contact with King Chen, and they also didn't alarm Zhao Xuanxu.

Ling Yiyi listened attentively to the words of the owner of Fengyun Village, and kept thinking about how to help Zhao Xuanchen in her mind, and after a little thought, she whispered in a male voice, "Sue me, what is that unique set of internal strength methods, where can I find it?" When I'm done dealing with this matter, I'll go and find it, and I'll definitely help him connect the meridians!" ”

Zhao Xuanxu didn't want to pay attention to Ling Yiyi, but when he heard this, he secretly despised her in his heart, and Miss Ling, who didn't know anything, even if she had internal strength, was still an arrogant and useless straw bag.

The master of Fengyun Village fought with Huofeng, and destroyed the Eighteen Arhat Formation together, of course, he knew that Huofeng's skills should not be underestimated, plus, he had no deep friendship with the previous Ling Yiyi, I believe that the rumors are not credible, and the junior brother's tolerant attitude towards her, and finally decided to sue Ling Yiyi.

"The unique internal strength method is called "Feng Ming Jue", the phoenix nirvana, the phoenix reborn from the fire! According to the master, it is not an ordinary internal method, but a piano book that can kill the enemy and save people! As for where to find it? No one knows! If you really want to find it, you can go to Bai Xiaosheng, who is famous in the rivers and lakes, and maybe you can get some clues. ”

"It's not good, Ling Yiyi is not in this carriage?"

Several people in the carriage are all advanced in internal strength, and their ear power is even more amazing, and they can hear all the whispers that are far away, not even the whispers that are far away.

"Master, those assassins found that Miss Ling was not in the carriage and is now running towards us!"

Outside the carriage, Dong Zhao's guards held their swords in vigilance, ready to fight the black-clothed assassin to the death.

Fourteen-year-old Ling Yiyi danced lightly with her long sleeves, and gently pulled up the brocade quilt on Zhao Xuanchen's body with her little hands and helped him cover it.

"I'll go first! I'm sure I'll find "Phoenix Decision"! ”

Saying that, Ling Yiyi opened the wooden door and was about to fly down, when a clear question from the owner of Fengyun Village came from behind him, "Do you want to help!" ”

He somewhat admired Ling Yiyi's daring style, appreciated her compulsion and courage, he represented Fengyun Village, so he didn't care about Zhao Xuanxu and Lang Sheng's inquiries.

"Eventful!" Zhao Xuanxu leaned to the side with great dignity, glanced at the owner of Fengyun Village unhappily, and snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction and determination not to help. "Humph! I'm going to help you! ”

"No need!" Ling Yiyue's white skirt moved in the wind, flying like a fairy and dismounting, scanning the surrounding environment.

The small carriage she was in just now, at this time, the roof of the car was cut off with a sword, and the black-clothed people who were surrounding the carriage seemed to guess that she was in Zhao Xuanxu's carriage, and she was not entangled with the guards of the General's Mansion, and they all rushed back with all their might.

"She's there!"

Just a short moment after Ling Yiyi landed on the side of the road, the black-clothed assassins had already discovered Ling Yiyi.

"Chase!"

The unpretentious carriage was lifted by the black-clothed assassins, and even the horses that pulled the carriage were cut off by the black-clothed leader with strong martial arts.

"Miss, run!" Ma Chao and the eldest girl jumped off the carriage at the moment before the carriage overturned, and tore up with the black-clothed man who caught up, inadvertently looking at Ling Yiyi standing in place like she was stupid, and immediately shouted loudly.

Ling Mu and the guards of the General's Mansion have been using the entanglement method, trying to stop all the people in black, but unfortunately, the assassins who are better than the guards in body and ability, and a few of them skillfully rushed towards Ling Yiyi.

The corners of Ling Yiyi's cute mouth hooked slightly, Xiaoxiao raised a casual smile, lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, and turned around and ran towards the field full of sorghum.

Her pace is extremely fast, and she skillfully uses some light skills under her feet, and from a distance, she is a little girl who runs faster than a rabbit, but she doesn't know that her internal strength is deep and her martial arts are strong, but she is pretending to be a weak woman.

In an instant, the petite Ling Yiyi burrowed into the sorghum field and disappeared without a trace, and the only thing that could be seen was the red sorghum that was constantly shaking in the distance, like a shaking guide.

The black-clothed assassins, as soon as they saw Ling Yiyi fleeing, immediately changed direction and chased towards Gaoliangdi.

They didn't pay attention to the carriages and horses of Zhao Xuanxu, the fourth prince of Eastern Zhao, and perhaps they didn't have the courage to trouble them.

originally thought that it was simple to kill someone, and casually solved dozens of useless guards, but instead became chasing Ling Yiyi all over the mountain, although those guards had more casualties than the man in black, but the man in black also died a lot.

Ling Mu was wounded, and the guards of the General's Mansion also chased in the direction of Ling Yiyi.

Dong Zhao's carriage was not in a hurry, and the speed did not change even a bit, and Dong Zhao's guards had no one to help, just taking care of themselves and hurrying.

Zhao Xuanxu and the owner of Fengyun Village looked out through the gauze curtains, and saw Ling Yiyi running away as cunning as a fox, looking clumsy and innocent, but in fact, he ran fast, ran into the sorghum ground, and disappeared without a trace.