Zhao Qingnian returned the same way, the street was empty, she jumped on the eaves, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

Her toes flew over the tiles, and she was still meditating as she hurried. Anyway, today's events seem very strange, but she sneaked down, and even the people in the sect don't know about it, and now they think she is in retreat, and it stands to reason that no one should know about her...

Passing by Changle Fang, Zhao Qingnian's footsteps unconsciously stopped for two seconds. What was the identity of the boy who greeted her? If only he could recognize himself...

The night was thick, and the moon was obscured by large dark clouds, until the last bit of moonlight disappeared, but fortunately she could see the inn in front of her.

He jumped off the roof of the house lightly, and after walking a few steps, he noticed the sound of cautious footsteps not far behind him.

Why is it endless? There is a nameless fire in her heart, and she dares to provoke her, and she will definitely teach these people a lesson in a while!

Thinking so, she walked down the alley when a strong gust of wind suddenly came from beside her.

At this end, Yuan Qi waited for her boredly for a long time, and just now he was still thinking about whether Zhao Qingnian was in vain, and his skills were not as good as others, and he died in the hands of Yan Zhao.

As a result, the next moment he caught the sound of approaching footsteps, he perked up, quietly looked out, and under the fading moonlight, a light and slender figure was walking in the direction of the inn.

It seems that she came out of Yan Zhao's hands alive.

Being able to retreat from Yan Zhao's hands made Yuan Qi's heart rise. Come on, let him see if this head is really as powerful as rumored!

Thinking like this, he swooped down on her like an elegant cheetah.

Zhao Qingnian rolled on the spot while feeling the strong wind, dodging this attack, and before she could come to her senses, she received a second attack.

Between the lightning and flint, the two have gone through dozens of moves.

The attackers of her attack were extremely violent, almost seamless in front and back, making it more and more difficult for her to deal with.

Who is this person?! She didn't have time to think about it, she was kicked the waist, and she stumbled and fell forward uncontrollably.

Seeing that she was about to fall to the ground, the other party grabbed her wrist accurately, kicked her knee, and at the same time used the force of his palm, and took her wrist to fold back, causing her clenched fist to spread out.

She turned around and kicked her leg violently, giving her a muffled grunt, then letting go of her wrist and grabbing her ankle.

The sound of bones cracking was accompanied by a sharp pain, and in the dark night, the girl's suppressed pain cried, and Jiao Yuanqi unconsciously hesitated and slowed down his movements.

Zhao Qingnian's eyes were black, and she was still holding her breath in her heart, she slammed forward, and the two of them fell to the ground, scuffling together in a blink of an eye, without any image at all.

During the fight, the breath on the other party's body continued to penetrate the tip of her nose, like a sprout breaking through the ground in early spring, full of vitality.

The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the moonlight was sprinkled around him, Zhao Qingnian took the opportunity, straddled his waist, shot like lightning, and his fists continued to fall on his waist and abdomen.

The muscles spasmed, Yuan Qi's face turned pale, and the corners of his lips overflowed with a trace of suppressed pain, he restrained the girl's wrist, lifted her whole person, and bullied her with long legs, and rode on her waist.

Zhao Qingnian's painful cold sweat broke out, her hands and feet fluttered indiscriminately, but this person's strength was extremely great, no matter how she struggled, the hands holding her never moved.

In a hurry, she opened her mouth and bit the wrist that was supporting her ear, and Yuan Qi gasped and let go of her hand.

At this moment, most of the dark clouds have dispersed, Zhao Qingnian glanced at it roughly, it was a slender and slender man, dressed in night clothes, his face was covered with a black cloth, and he couldn't see his face.

She was about to take a closer look, but Yuan Qi lifted her shawl and covered her entire head in it, and then her waist was light, Zhao Qingnian secretly screamed in her heart, and tore off the shawl indiscriminately, but there was no one around.

Letting herself gasp violently for a few breaths, Zhao Qingnian stood up from the ground, and the momentum of the fight passed, and now she only felt pain all over her body.

Touching his aching head, Zhao Qingnian felt very aggrieved, on the first day of going down the mountain, he had encountered so many things, and Jiangling City was not very peaceful.

She sighed like this, limped forward, and soon saw the inn where she had settled.

In the middle of the night, the door of the inn had long been closed, and only a yellowish lamp was lit at the small door on the side.

Zhao Qingnian walked in with the door frame, and Xiao Er, who was napping, heard the sound, and a spirit propped up his head.

A young girl limped in outside the door, although her clothes were dirty, Xiao Er still vaguely recognized that it was her guest.

It is said that he shouldn't ask about the people in the rivers and lakes, but her appearance is too miserable, Xiao Er still can't help but ask: "Does the girl need help?" ”

Zhao Qingnian pondered for a moment, then took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and handed it to him: "I'm bothering the second brother to help me hire a doctor." Xiao Er took the money and went to run errands: "Okay! ”

Zhao Qingnian returned to the room and sat down in front of the mirror, only to know why Fang Cai Xiaoer would kindly help her to ask for a doctor.

The jet-black and moist hair rolled on the ground several times, messy like a chicken nest, and the gold pearls on the hair did not know where to go, and the clothes were black and white, and there were a few footprints on them, dirty.

I don't know when the dust and mud came from the ground on my face, so embarrassed, and I was like two people who went out before.

In the quiet woods, a woman lay on the ground, looking restless in her sleep, as if she was about to wake up.

After a few moments, she opened her eyes alertly and looked around with a puzzled look on her face.

This woman was Yan Zhao, who was stunned and threw her under the tree with the corpses all over the ground.

Yan Zhao's brows tightened, how did he lie on the ground inexplicably, and he didn't have any impression at all.

He lowered his head, looked at the messy clothes he was wearing, and paused, his knuckled fingers lifted a haphazardly knotted tie.

Someone had unbuttoned and tied his clothes, but he had no impression at all. This made Yan Zhao unconsciously clench his fists.

Looking around, all the guards lying on the ground were Fang Gongzi's guards, he stepped forward to check it, and they were all killed with one blow, it was completely his own method.

Something is wrong. Yan Zhao closed his eyes, and a hazy mist spread out from his body, surrounding him.

After the mist, his expression was obscure, and the moonlight hit his face through the swaying shadows of the trees, making him look beautiful and not mortal.

After some time, the fog gradually lifted, revealing his form.

He picked up the long sword on the ground, the aura in his hand surged, and after sensing it, he opened his eyes.

The dense fog that originally surrounded him quietly was constantly surging at the moment, and it didn't look very calm, Yan Zhao thought to himself, the new head of the human world who was said to be still in retreat, sneaked down the mountain behind everyone's back?

He sneered, as the head of the rivers and lakes in April, their head was so bad, he was really impressed.