After a while, the police patrolling nearby arrived when they heard the news, but they saw that all the members of the thief gang had blue noses and swollen faces, staggered and crooked, lying on their backs and lying on the ground, and they couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

"It's her!" The student-like teenager pointed to the plain-clothed girl who had already walked away, "She did it alone." ”

"I saw it too, good guy, just like making a martial arts movie, it knocked down this gang of thieves with a crackle." Seeing that the police didn't seem to believe it very much, some people hurriedly spoke out to testify.

"Woman, please go back with us to make a record." A policeman ran up and shouted.

After the plain-clothed girl heard the sound, for some reason, she didn't look back, her figure flickered, and disappeared into the busy street, I don't know where she went.

"Leave your clothes and go away, and hide your body and name." A person who seemed to be a person of insight lifted his eyes and praised loudly, "This heroine is brave in her actions, not for anything in return, not for fame and fortune, she is really a heroine among women, and her bearing is extraordinary." ”

The crowd of onlookers all felt that what this person said was very reasonable, and they all nodded their heads in praise for a while, and cheers came and went.

Like everyone present, Yan Yun was also impressed by the peerless demeanor of the plain-clothed girl, but the difference was that he was more curious about the identity of the plain-clothed girl.

Regardless of her temperament and martial arts, she is very different from ordinary martial arts practitioners, or it can be said that the strength she has has greatly exceeded the limit of the word "martial arts".

When Yan Yun was a child, he heard Uncle Qi say that in this world, there is a force called the hidden door, and its disciples have been cultivating the truth and pursuing immortality all their lives, and most of them are withdrawn and alone, but all of them have unique skills, and they can kill people invisibly with a snap of their fingers.

Because he doesn't like to deal with worldly people, he is a hidden door man who has lived in seclusion for many years, and his behavior is always erratic.

originally thought that Uncle Seven was just telling a story, Yan Yun didn't pay much attention to Yinmen Yunyun, but in retrospect, the girl in plain clothes was very likely to be a person from Yinmen.

Along the way, Yan Yun's mind echoed the situation with the girl in plain clothes, he only hated himself for not being angry, he was so stupid to watch her leave, and he didn't expect to take the initiative to ask her for a contact information.

If Tang Xiaotian couldn't successfully translate the words on the animal skin fragment, then he could ask the plain-clothed girl to teach him Xuangong, as long as he could cultivate half of her skills, then walking in the fairyland would have another solid guarantee.

The night gradually dragged on, and after returning to the farm, Yan Yun found that Ji Lanbing was still nowhere to be seen, so she was a little anxious, and hurriedly called Uncle Seven.

However, Uncle Seven replied that he didn't know, and told Yan Yun not to worry, saying that if there was still no news in a few days, he would ask Wu Wolf.

Yan Yun was powerless and helpless in this situation, so he had to obey Uncle Seven's arrangement, and then he came to the warehouse and distributed the last of the grass reserves evenly to all the animals on the farm.

Now most of the pigs, cattle and sheep are fat and strong, and the litter of rabbits has become a giant rabbit of twenty or thirty catties, plus those super big fish in the fish pond, the amount of grass required is too large, even if the grass is finished, most of them are not full.

Seeing that the animals had no breakfast tomorrow, Yan Yun had no choice but to take a risk, came to the fish pond where the water curtain enchantment was located, and resolutely entered the fairyland.

Recalling the turbulent abnormality of the fairyland, as well as the various encounters in the morning, before coming to the fairyland, Yan Yun took out the fairy sword, used a "wind spirit rune", and held a "fire spirit rune" tightly in his hand, so that in case of emergency, he could attack and escape, and would not be in a hurry.

Instead of dissipating, the thick milky white clouds showed no signs of dissipating, but instead shrank sharply from the previous visibility within 10 meters to less than 2 meters.

The morning air was just mixed with a scorching current, which made people feel disgusted.

At this time, the feeling of heat in the air became more and more intense and obvious, and it was already unbearable, and it was constantly sweating, as if countless burning fires were baking around the invisible dense clouds.

Beads of soybean-sized sweat on his forehead slid down his eyes, making his eyes astringent and uncomfortable.

Yan Yun couldn't care so much, wiped the sweat from his eyes casually, quickly locked the position of the part of the grass that had been cut and tied before, and used the ultra-high speed of teleportation to carry it back and forth.

After three rounds of teleportation like this, when Yan Yun entered the Immortal Realm for the fourth time, the situation here changed a little.

In the hot and unbearable airflow, there was suddenly another cold air, quiet and quiet, cool and silky, just like the cold air in a shopping mall suddenly blew out of the door on the street exposed to summer, and it was indescribably comfortable on the face.

By the time he came to the fairyland for the fifth time, this cold aura was obviously much stronger than before, and it vaguely seemed to have the intention of competing with the scorching airflow.

At the seventh time, the cold air seemed to have reached its peak state, so that the mountain forest where Yan Yun was located seemed to have two heavens, one side was baked by the fire, and the other side was blown by the cold air.

In an instant, his body was about to be attacked by the coldest and hotter several times, Yan Yun only felt that he was hot and cold, and he was tormented, as if God was deliberately playing with him, throwing him into the desert flame mountain at once, and then putting him in the Arctic glacier, and his whole body was extremely uncomfortable.

It's a pity that there are white clouds in all directions in the sky and on the ground, and Yan Yun can't figure out what happened for a while.

This continued until the twelfth time I came to the fairyland, and for some reason, the cold air seemed to be gradually exhausted, and it could no longer compete with the scorching airflow, so that the air gradually rose to the dry heat like exposure.

At this moment, suddenly, lightning and thunder, the wind howled, and the rich clouds like snow-white in the mountains and forests rolled up, and drove the surrounding flowers and plants to rubble, gradually forming one after another more than 100 meters long and reaching the sky and the ground.

Yan Yun only felt that his clothes were dancing wildly, making a noise, and he couldn't even open his eyes, and if he was not careful, a stream of air rushed to him, and his body was involuntarily swept up, and it rolled higher and higher with a spiraling momentum.

Seeing that he was about to be sucked into the center of the cloud tornado by a powerful suction, at the moment of life and death, Yan Yun was lucky enough to hug a towering ancient tree that was swaying in time.

Yan Yun knew that the fairy realm had an extremely strong shock for some reason, and it was extremely unstable, and if he stayed any longer, he was afraid that sooner or later he would be torn to pieces by the cloud qi tornado.

So after he took more than a dozen steps in a row, he ran the speed of the wind spirit rune to the extreme, and countless overlapping shadows appeared on his body and kept shaking, and he threw a "fire spirit rune" behind him, and with the speed of recoil and the teleportation of the body, with a "whoosh" sound, he flashed into the water curtain enchantment.

As soon as he let go and left, the towering ancient tree was uprooted, inhaled into the center of the cloud tornado, and turned into powder in an instant.