Chapter 44: Accidents? Coincidental? 3
The woman burst into tears, Su Wenyue snorted coldly and said, "Are you an idiot when you are the marquis?" If you want to blackmail money, just say it, don't deduct basins on this marquis. But for people like you, this marquis won't give it even if he has money. ”
When Su Wenyue spoke, Zhan Lulin had already dismounted and came to the woman.
I saw him crouching down, and before the woman's inquiry could be spoken, he had already made a move.
A silvery-white flash of lightning rushed into the girl's body, causing her to twitch all over her body in a moment.
In the middle of this, the woman tried to remove the girl, but was stopped by a spear.
The armor on the man's body was no different from that of the other soldiers, except that there was an extra black feather on the helmet, which distinguished him from the fluffy black feathers on the helmets of the soldiers.
"Don't move if you don't want your daughter to die."
Hearing the man's words, the woman glanced at the big man next to her, but she didn't see him say anything, so she could only let Zhan Lu move quietly.
In the carriage, Yun Qingyue saw that the girl's chest rose and fell slightly under Zhan Lulone's hand.
In the cognition of the original body, as a martial artist, he can pull people back from the brink of life and death in such a short period of time, and he can control the yuan force, so that the person being treated will not be blown up by his yuan power, which requires accurate control of his own yuan power, at least to gather the Yuan period Great Perfection to be able to do it.
Zhan Lu Lin is worthy of being the owner of the ancestral root, and it is rumored that his cultivation has reached the Yuan Transformation Period.
The fact that he is not yet eighteen years old means that he has more time to climb higher mountains.
Yun Lingxuan, who also has an ancestral Yuangen, is already eighteen years old, and is still impacting the Yuan Transformation Period, which is slightly inferior in comparison, but that kind of Yun Lingxuan can still be proud of her peers, not to mention Zhan Lulian, who has already been successfully promoted.
"I have protected her heart, if you send her to be healed now, you should still be saved."
When the woman heard Zhan Lu's words, her face was indistinguishable, and she smiled miserably: "I have always heard that Zhan Lu Palace is strict in handling things, and I will be afraid of the power of the Hou Mansion at any time. ”
"Bold, you actually slander our Zhan Lu Hall like this!"
The soldier's spear with a feather in his helmet reached the woman's throat, as if ready to kill her.
Zhan Lu was unexpectedly calm and spoke quite directly, only to hear him say: "Are you trying to stir up trouble? ”
"The women don't dare, it's just that the women are gone, not to mention whether the little girl's life can be saved, once the murderer leaves here, where can we ask for an explanation?"
Zhan Lu Lin knew his ability, he made a move, the little girl's life must have been saved, but he didn't say enough, and now the woman has an excuse.
The woman's entanglement made Zhan Lulian think that she was instructed by someone to start a fight between the civil and military official factions, and also secretly scolded herself for being careless, and fell into the road without paying attention. He said how could it be so coincidental, there was an accident on the way he had to enter the palace.
He didn't know that his appearance was not what those people wanted.
Just when Zhan Lu thought that this conspiracy was aimed at their Zhanchuan Palace, Su Wenyue finally couldn't bear to be slandered as a murderer by the mouth, and shouted angrily: "Since you keep saying that Ben Hou killed someone, I will kill you." ”
Su Wenyue's fire spirit whip was directly pumped towards the woman, and the coachman was also Yuan Li skyrocketed, and the green tendons of his two arms skyrocketed, and with the sound of muscles being pulled, his arms swelled to three or four times their original size, and the blood that burst out from the stretching muscles condensed into a blood-colored circle of light, and a row of four surrounded his two arms.
With a loud shout from the coachman, a punch came out of his left hand, and four blood-colored circles of light on his left arm came out.