Qingjun stepped into the carriage and saw Han Qing.

Han Qing sat quietly on the wooden couch. The red dance skirt outlines the proud figure, the ice muscles and snow skin, the beautiful waist and legs are generously exposed, and the delicate and delicate bare feet step on the brocade bench covered with satin. A pair of thin eyebrows are curved like the moon, blue eyes are like two deep pools, and together with the delicate nose and pink lip color, they form a charming face.

The moment Qingjun saw Han Qing for the first time, he only felt that his mouth was dry and his heartbeat intensified: "How can there be such a stunning color in the world!" ”

Qingjun's instantaneous reaction was seen by Han Qing. She is used to people being shocked by her stunning appearance, but from the eyes of a beautiful girl like Qingjun, she actually found the desire that is usually only in the eyes of the opposite sex. There was a hint of surprise in her heart.

"I am a disciple of the Daomen, and the day before yesterday I unfortunately encountered a sandstorm and was separated from my teacher. Please allow me to walk with you and take me to the nearest city. I'm willing to pay. ”

"If a girl experiences a sandstorm and can be unscathed, she must be a famous teacher. Can you tell me the name of the sect? ”

Han Qing's voice is melodious and beautiful, with a strange charm that makes people willing to communicate with her closely.

"My name is Zhang Qingjun, and I am a disciple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion."

"It's the Heavenly Master's Mansion at the head of Taoism in the south. No wonder..... The Heavenly Master's Mansion is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, I don't know if Miss Zhang is coming to the desert, what is the cost? Ah, if it's inconvenient, you don't have to tell me. ”

"Just call me Qingjun. I followed the teacher and participated in the Kaiping Fu Taoist Buddha debate. On the way back, he encountered a sandstorm and lost his horse's baggage. That's when I took the liberty to ask the young lady for help. I would like to give ten taels of gold as a reward. ”

"Miss Qingjun is polite. They are both sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and they should help each other when they meet. There is no need to mention the remuneration. ”

Han Qing chatted with Qingjun for a few words, and found that she was a little unwell, so she actually gave up the carriage she was riding in to Qingjun. Qingjun hurriedly thanked him, and he was extremely grateful to Han Qing in his heart. She was a little curious about Han Qing's identity, but her rash rescue had already caused trouble to the other party, and if the other party didn't take the initiative to introduce, she would not be able to ask, so she could only keep her questions in her heart.

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"Your Highness, this woman's whereabouts are unknown, why did you take her in and give her your own car to sit in?" Han Qing's maid was a little indignant.

"For the sake of good and evil, only for the sake of light. Helping each other is the original intention of Mingzun's compassion to pass through the world. This girl was trapped alone, and since she saw it, how could she stand idly by. ”

After listening to Han Qing's words, the disciples of the Ming Sect admired and worshiped the Holy Maiden more and more.

Han Qing's eyes wandered, and he silently added in his heart: "To be able to get out of the sandstorm unscathed, and to be so young, he must be a core disciple in the Heavenly Master's Mansion." Let me see your potential again. To play against God, how can you succeed without powerful chess pieces? ”

After Han Qing gave up the carriage to Qingjun, he walked with all the disciples. She changed into a standard white robe, put on a veil, and stood in the middle of the line. Although her clothes are exactly the same as those of ordinary female disciples, her body is light and graceful, and her exposed skin is snow-white and soft, and she is still full of charm.

The disciples were full of reverence for the saint and did not dare to look at it directly. The thought of the saint walking with him made his heart boil, and the speed of his march became faster.

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Han Qing's carriage is equipped with a heater, and the temperature is constant day and night, which is extremely comfortable. Han Qing arranged for the maid to send her tonic herbs. Two or three days passed, and Qingjun's condition recovered seventy or eighty percent.

At this time, the team was about to arrive in Ganzhou. On the side of the rammed earth avenue, there is a pergola. The people of the Ming Sect were tired from walking, so they happened to rest in the pergola and buy some food.

These Ming Sect disciples who came out with Han Qing are young, but they are also quite rich in experience. The food purchased was carefully inspected. During the break, they were still divided into several teams and maintained the necessary vigilance.

The pergola was owned by an old man, and there were four tables of customers sitting in it, all dressed as merchants. Seeing the Mingjiao disciples entering, they finished their meal and walked to the back of the pergola, where someone led the horses, and someone sorted out the goods, preparing to leave.

However, in the next second, a mutation suddenly occurred!

Those merchants suddenly took out a dozen hard crossbows, aimed at the Ming Sect disciples, and pulled the trigger. At such a close distance, the Ming Sect disciples had no way to dodge, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Ming Sect disciples fell to the ground screaming.

The inner door of the pergola also opened, revealing a huge bed crossbow. With a trembling "buzz", the spear-like giant arrow was aimed at the carriage and shot straight through.

Qingjun was lying in the carriage and heard the sound of fighting outside. She felt a palpitation in her heart, and immediately fell to the ground, activating the medium-grade talisman "Iron Armor Technique" carried on her body. At the same time, the carriage made of solid wood "boomed" and was shot in half by the bed crossbow. Qingjun rolled to the ground, countless pieces of iron appeared on his body, wrapping himself inside, but he was not injured.

When these assassins saw Qingjun wrapped in iron armor, they immediately turned their crossbows and fired at Qingjun together.

"Quantum, enter battle mode!"

Without Qingjun's further instructions, the quantum number instantly took over Qingjun's body dominance. In an instant, the Quantum had calculated the trajectory of all the crossbow arrows, and based on Qingjun's movement ability, he had calculated the optimal dodge plan. At the same time, Qingjun used his spiritual power to lock on to these assassins armed with crossbows, and launched three medium-grade talismans "Five Thunder Bombardments" in succession.

More than a dozen crossbow arrows were shot at Qingjun, and she rolled and shrank on the spot, avoiding most of them. Only one of the iron armor pierced her, but it only scratched her calf superficially. Both those assassins and the Ming Sect were stunned by Qingjun's extremely subtle dodge methods.

In the next second, three rays of thunder light shot out from Qingjun's palm, slammed into the assassin's body, and then extended out, spreading towards the nearby assassins. With the pungent smell of charring flesh, fifteen Assassins with crossbows turned into scorched at the same time.

The situation on the field immediately flipped around. The Ming disciples fought back, besieging one of the three or five, and in the blink of an eye, they cut down the remaining four assassins to the ground.

Those assassins were extremely brave, and when they saw that they could not do anything, they even bit their mouths and committed suicide one after another, leaving not a single mouth alive.

At this time, the side of the road was a mess, and the ground was full of corpses and blood. The disciples of the Ming Sect began to rescue their injured partners.

"Poison on the arrow!"

The dozen or so Ming Sect disciples who were hit by the arrow first had blue anger on their faces, and they had already died of poison.

Qingjun also received an early warning from the quantum at this time. She gritted her teeth and agreed to Quantum's contingency plan. To outsiders, she didn't hesitate to unleash a flame into her wound, burning the wound once.