During the Warring States Period, there were Lingwu masters who killed a person on the street, and the people in the government didn't seem to care.

It's just that the Happy Inn has no boss again, and the male maids snatched the gold coins from the counter of the Happy Inn one after another and left in a hurry.

Immediately afterwards, the other guests in the Happy Inn also fled.

The Happy Inn instantly became deserted.

Although there were three people in the living room of 101, all three of them were extremely silent.

Lin Xinru was still embarrassed from head to toe.

Yang Junjie was still holding the Dragon God Sword and was silent.

Liang Ping tasted the morning tea carefully, and suddenly felt a little nostalgic for a cup of fragrant milk tea worth three cups.

"The tea in Yucheng is too ordinary this day."

Liang Ping felt tasteless when he drank tea for the first time.

Yang Junjie didn't speak, he kept sitting on the sofa opposite Liang Ping, his face expressionless, and he looked quite overlord.

Lin Xinru also lowered her head and was half silent.

Liang Ping felt bored, so he leaned lazily on the sofa and played with the soul ring on the little finger of his left hand.

Although the soul ring cannot be plucked from the little finger, it can still be turned arbitrarily.

Turning around, he suddenly found that there were five small black dots the size of sesame seeds and two small silver pits the size of sesame seeds on the soul ring.

What is it?

Liang Ping couldn't help but be curious.

However, it was here that a weak cry came from the flawless room.

"What kind of place is this?"

The voice was only audible to Liang Ping.

"Mo Wufang is awake!"

Liang Ping stood up excitedly and walked to the room where the ink was flawless.

"Click!"

The door opened, and I immediately smelled a pleasant scent of lilies.

Mo Wufang's near-perfect figure appeared in front of Liang Ping again, but she looked weak and tried her best to climb off the bed, looking shaky, and the corners of her mouth were still a little pale.

"Have you already obtained the fairy feather?" Mo Wufang's first sentence turned out to be a concerned inquiry about Liang Ping.

Liang Ping looked at her weak appearance, and was a little moved to step forward to support Mo Wufang's swaying body, help her back to the bed, and said softly with the same concern: "Don't worry, the flying wood carving has been done." ”

While speaking, Liang Ping gently touched Mo Wufang's hand, and found that it was still a little cold, so he covered Mo Wufang with the quilt again, and then said: "You have a good rest first, and leave the rest to me." ”

"But I originally came to travel, and now because you and I have become like this, you really can't bear to leave me alone in the inn?" Mo Wufang suddenly said with some grievances.

Liang Ping bent over, smiling and staring at Mo Wufang's delicate face that was still weak but did not lose the demeanor of a beauty, pinched the tip of Mo Flawless's nose with extreme gentleness, and said softly: "Fool, who told you that I was going to leave you alone in the inn, now that the innkeepers have run away, Lele Song and Huo Zhanbai have also left the Happy Inn, wouldn't it be very dangerous to leave you alone." ”

"But you have promised the baby king, you are a person who keeps your promises, you will not break your promise to the baby king." Mo Wufang said with some grievances, and the corners of his eyes were crystal tears that slipped down.

Liang Ping watched in bewilderment as the tears of Mo Flawless's sideburns fell on the pillow.

"Drop!"

The voice was exceptionally crisp for Liang Ping.

Why does she cry?

Liang Ping thought about it in his heart for a while.

Maybe it's because people who are sick are psychologically fragile?

I suddenly remembered that when Mo Wufang was in Donghu Mountain, he asked himself why he wanted to help the baby king.

The flying wood carving here has been completed, and it seems that it is time to tell Mo Wufang.

Just thinking like this, Mo Wufang's eyes suddenly closed slightly, and he said lightly: "Actually, I shouldn't cry in front of you, it's just that I remembered many past events, and I promise you that I will never cry again in the future." ”

"Oh."

Liang Ping responded with mixed feelings: "I believe in you, but now I have something to tell you." ”

"Don't say anything, I believe in you too." Mo Wufang unexpectedly stopped Liang Ping's explanation.

Liang Ping was extremely surprised and asked, "Believe me?" Why? ”

"Because you are Liang Ping, I believe in you, do you need a reason?" Mo Wufang opened those beautiful eyes again, but they were suddenly full of love.

This made Liang Ping even more puzzled.

Although he still thinks of Ono of the island country because of Mo Wufang's face, he understands very well here that this person is not Ono.

Ono looks a lot like Lin Chiling.

So Mo Flawless's face is also very similar to Lin Chiling.

The ink here is flawless, just like Lin Chiling when she fell in love with Yan Chengxu back then, and she looks full of girlish innocence.

Liang Ping was shocked by Mo Flawless's transformation, and was even attracted to her, and there was a feverish restlessness in his heart.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Severe imbalance in heartbeat.

However, he forcibly calmed down, deliberately avoided Mo Wufang's eyes, stood up a little unnaturally, looked out of the empty window and said, "Could it be that you still regard me as Makino in your heart, that's why you trust me so much." ”

"Of course not."

I didn't expect Mo Wufang to respond so affirmatively, and even said with some eagerness: "At the beginning, I admit that it was because of Makino that I paid a lot of attention to you. But then I found out that you also have your cuteness, in fact, you are easier to get close to than Makino, and your existence is more real than Makino. Makino is a proud being, he is like a cloud in the sky, so far away. When I look at him, I think he's the perfect man in the world. But I respected him more, and even feared him a little. But you are different, you make me feel that you are a real person, you are by my side will make me feel very grounded, very safe, and I will not be afraid that you will suddenly disappear from my world"

"So"

Liang Ping was suddenly a little speechless, and when he looked down at Mo Wufang, he found that she was wandering again.

This is unimaginable for Liang Ping.

In the depths of Liang Ping's heart, Mo Wufang is so unruly, she is simply a princess on top.

"You shouldn't shed tears." Liang Ping said with a complicated look in his eyes.

Mo Wufang smiled slightly, closed his eyes again and said, "It's really damn, I just said that I wouldn't shed any more tears, I didn't expect it to be so soon"

Suddenly, I saw a touch of shyness on my flawless face.

This made Liang Ping tempted again, and finally couldn't help but want to sit on the edge of the bed and talk to her more closely.

However, it was at this time that a terrifying thunder sounded again in the sky of Happy Ancient Town.

"Bang!"

The huge thunder summoned a torrential rain, which also stunned Liang Ping's movements.

"Hmm!"

"It really scared me just now." Liang Ping patted his chest and said.

Mo Wufang was actually amused by Liang Ping.

"Hee-hee, you're actually really cute."

Looking at Mo Wufang's smiling face, Liang Ping's heart was full of joy for a while, but he also calmed down and walked to the window to watch the rain.

"Wow~~"

The sound of rain fell without a gap.

The rain curtain outside the window makes Liang Ping's visibility no more than five meters.

But in the heavy rain curtain, Liang Ping saw the sand gull of the happy second bar.

The sand gull has a sword in his hand, a sword condensed with spiritual pressure.

There was no sword qi in that sword, nor was there a strong spiritual pressure.

There is no dazzling brilliance, and there is not the slightest speciality.

But when Liang Ping saw the long sword in Sha Ou's hand, he was even more frightened than when he saw Bai Gu take out Jing Zhongyue.

"What does he want to do!"

Liang Ping frowned, and immediately withdrew two steps to protect the ink behind him.

Mo Wufang had not yet known it, and was a little shocked by Liang Ping's sudden move: "Liang Ping, what are you doing." ”

"Shh

Liang Ping lowered his voice and said, "There is a distinguished guest arriving." ”

"It's not a distinguished guest, it's here to send you to death!"

The person who spoke was Yang Junjie, the Dragon God Sword in his hand was already out of its sheath, and he came to Liang Ping's side step by step, his eyes were full of murderous energy.

"What did you say?" Liang Ping looked at Yang Junjie warily.

Yang Junjie just looked at the sand gull outside the window with a cold sideways look, and said coldly: "Isn't he a despicable and shameless villain worthy of death!" ”

"It's damned, but he has to die at my hands."

Lin Xinru suddenly appeared, and the blood stains on her body had turned blue and purple, and she looked extremely pitiful.

But Lin Xinru's bruised and swollen eyes were bloodshot, and she said in a hoarse voice: "He deceived me, he deserves to die in my hands, and none of you are qualified to kill him!" ”

Hearing this, Liang Ping and Yang Junjie both looked at Lin Xinru who was walking in surprise.

"Are you sure you can kill the sand gull?" Liang Ping asked incredulously.

"Even if I can't kill him, I'll die with him!" Lin Xinru said very firmly.

Liang Ping and Yang Junjie's faces became extremely solemn.

"In my opinion, the strength of the sand gull is at least at the level of the late stage of the martial ancestor." The Dragon God Sword in Yang Junjie's hand did not enter the sheath, but instead released a stronger murderous aura.

That murderous aura did not cause the slightest harm to Lin Xinru, but it made Lin Xinru unable to gain a firm foothold.

The flawless bedroom was instantly full of wind, and all the porcelain was turned into powder with murderous gas.

However, Liang Ping was not affected at all, and quickly used the Lingwu Light Shield to protect Mo Wufang and Lin Xinru's bodies.

"Be careful yourself." Mo Wufang was covered by Liang Ping's spiritual martial light cover, and he would not be in danger at all, but he looked at Liang Ping with great concern, and seemed to have great pity for Liang Ping.

Liang Ping didn't dare to touch Mo Wufang's eyes, but looked at the sand gull outside the window firmly, and whispered: "Murderous and restrained, I can't see the fury at all, this form is the real master, it seems that even Yang Junjie is not his opponent." ”

"Not necessarily."

Yang Junjie smiled and said, "Don't forget, any murderous sword can be controlled by me. ”

Before the words fell, I heard the sand gull outside the window snort coldly: "Hmph! Yang Junjie, you are really ashamed, do you think that you can control my sword of the sand gull just by relying on your mere imperial shadow! ”

"Hehe, you might as well come in and try it." The sword qi in Yang Junjie's hand also quickly calmed down, but his sword intent was even more firm.

"The sword may be in my hand, but it may not be in my hand at all, if you want to restrain the invisible with the tangible, then I'm afraid it's impossible!" The tone of the sand gull is the same as that of the chrysanthemum, and it is also unruly.

Liang Ping was shocked when he heard the voice.

In addition to being unruly, the voice of the sand gull also has an ethereal feeling. It seems to be something from outside the sky, as if there is nothing.

Hearing that voice, my heart inexplicably added an unprecedented sense of fear.

Fear!

The fears that Liang Ping faced seemed to be strong again and again.

It was also at this moment that Liang Ping squinted at Yang Junjie, and he was shocked by Sha Ou's words.

"Poof!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of Yang Junjie's mouth.

This is also the second time Liang Ping has seen Yang Junjie hit hard.

In the past, Yang Junjie was an invincible super swordsman in Liang Ping's heart, and since the battle at the top of Yunshan, he doesn't know whether Yang Junjie's strength has become weaker, or Liang Ping's strength has grown too fast, he always feels that Yang Junjie is not as terrifying as before.

But it is really unimaginable that before the fight, Yang Junjie was the first to be seriously injured.

What kind of magical ** does the sand gull have?

Liang Ping suddenly became curious, and felt that if he used his own skills to confront him head-on, he was afraid that it would not be pleasing to him.

Why don't you talk to him about some other distractions first?

Liang Ping's mind was not short of crooked ideas, so he coughed and said, "Sha Ou, I'm surprised, why did you suddenly appear here." ”

"Hmph, Liang Ping, you ruined my good deeds, why can't I appear here." Sha Ou snorted coldly.

"Am I ruining your good deeds?" Liang Ping said innocently: "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

"Lin Xinru is my bait, you actually rescued her, so I didn't lead out the backstage figure behind Lin Xinru, of course I want to appear here."

Sha Ou's voice was full of coercion, if Liang Ping hadn't used the spirit martial light shield to protect his body, I am afraid that he would have already been crushed by the strong spiritual pressure and bled out.

But here he just frowned and said, "So you came here to kill me?" ”

"No!" Sha Ou denied: "I'm just here to take Lin Xinru away. ”

"But you know, since I saved her, I hope she can live well." Liang Ping also said firmly, it seems that he does not intend to hand Lin Xinru into the hands of Sha Ou.

The sand gull was silent for a while.

Lin Xinru stood up unexpectedly and automatically broke away from the Lingwu light shield released by Liang Ping.

watched Lin Xinru leave the Lingwu Light Shield, but found that she was not oppressed by the slightest spiritual pressure at all.

"This is"

Liang Ping suddenly understood, it turned out that she didn't have any spiritual power on her body, so she wouldn't feel the oppression of spiritual pressure.

"Whew!"

Secretly took a long breath, only to see Lin Xinru unexpectedly snatch the Dragon Divine Sword in Yang Junjie's hand, and a flying body flew out of the window of Mo Flawless's bedroom.

"Huh!"

A white sword shadow flashed coldly.

Everyone finally understood that Lin Xinru was also a swordsman with extremely high cultivation.