The soul is torn apart, and this person really completely dissipates into the world.

Su Tanning was slightly stunned.

It was the first time he had seen Lingran so angry.

Could it be ...... In this person's memory, is there a bad memory of Sleeplessness?

Thinking about it, Su Tanning only had such an idea.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Lingran, who was originally standing casually, but at this time he was standing upright.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Lingran ignored Su Tanning's words, and instead turned his head to look at the other man.

The man hadn't said a word the whole time, but when Lingran looked over, he suddenly stood up—

The chain was broken, and the man brazenly slapped Su Tanning.

Persimmons, naturally, are picked soft pinch.

Probably, he himself didn't expect that Su Tan would rather not be a soft persimmon.

A beam of red light burst out from his body, and the fierce force that almost tore through space collapsed in an instant when it came into contact with that red light.

There was a moment of astonishment on the man's expression.

Su Tanning raised her eyes slightly, pursed her lips, and her eyes were full of killing intent.

The killing intent swept over, and the man's body trembled subconsciously, and even the spiritual power could not be gathered.

That fear comes from the depths of the soul.

Can't beat it.

He's going to die.

The man was about to flee in the next second.

As soon as the spirit-dyed void was grasped, the man's head flew out directly like a ball, and his soul was torn apart at the same time.

His movements were fluid and he did not hesitate at all.

He killed two people in a row, but no blood was splashed on his body, and when he went out, he was still the elegant national teacher.

Su Tanning closed his gaze and walked out with Lingran, and he also said to the guard at the door: "Don't be guarding, there is no one inside." ”

The men still didn't believe it, so they pushed the door open and went in, and there was nothing left but blood.

Su Tanning was a little worried about the spirit dye.

He had been following Lingran, struggling with what to ask.

He felt that something was wrong with Lingran's mood.

At that moment, Rezen Ran stopped.

Turning his head and looking at Su Tanning: "If she wakes up from meditation, you will take her back to the capital, you know?" ”

Su Tanning: "I can take her back to the capital, what about you?" ”

"You don't have to worry about me, the rest of the things in northern Sichuan will be left to me."

"That's not right." A clear voice suddenly fell lightly.

A flash of surprise flashed in Su Tanning's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the space was torn, and Li Beiluo appeared in the air with Su Qingyu in his arms, and the two slowly landed in front of Ling Ran.

"For such a big thing in northern Sichuan, you can't take all the credit." Su Qingyu said.

As if sensing something, Su Qingyu turned his head and looked towards the end of the road.

There was a teenager standing there.

He has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, "This young man, is it from over there, is his surname Nan?" ”

The bloodline of this body is too pure, I am afraid that the current residence of the Nan family does not have such a pure bloodline.

"Mother, his surname is Su." Su Tanning reminded her mother.

Su Qingyi sighed, and after looking at it a few more times, he withdrew his gaze.

looked at Lingran: "He can help you, although you are a national teacher, you don't have to take everything on yourself like this." ”

This time in northern Sichuan, if Su Tanning hadn't gotten the news, I'm afraid that Lingran could really cover the sky with one hand and take this matter alone.

People who have lived for thousands of years will not know what the damnation is?

Every thousand years, the spirit dye will be subjected to a thunderstorm, commonly known as heaven's curse.

This is what he was born as a god and must endure.

"Your damnation is coming, during this time, you'd better cultivate your spiritual power and bear this experience."

The ancient gods, the extinction of the fall, the dissipation of the dissipation, the only thing that still exists in the world is only one spirit dye.

Even so, the damnation came as promised.

After each curse, the spiritual power of the spirit dye will be depleted for a period of time, although it is not long, but for some people, this is the best time to kill the spirit dye.

For example, this time.

Things in northern Sichuan are too coincidental.

Everything has to be thought in the worst direction.

Li Beiluo said: "The matter here, leave it to us, Qing'er has special ability, and she will soon be able to find the lair of these people." ”

"Since you're so worried about Mo Mianzhi, let's wait here for her to wake up, and the two of you will go back together."

When Su Qingyi and Libeiluo ascended from the Netherworld, it was Lingran who helped them, and they have always remembered this kindness.

Lingran was silent for a while, and bowed to Su Qingyu and Li Beiluo.

"Thank you both for your help, but this matter is my business."

"I'm so sorry to hurt so many people, I can't put you in danger."

This matter started because of him, and it can only be ended by him.

Li Beiluo shook his head helplessly, he guessed that Lingran would say such a thing.

This person has a stubborn personality, and the things he believes will not change.

He grabbed Su Qingyi's hand and stopped her from continuing.

Su Tanning also understood.

In other words, the people behind the scenes are doing things in northern Sichuan, in fact, just to kill the spirit? !

It's a lot of money.

Libeiluo left with Su Qingyu.

Su Qingyu sighed: "I'm just worried that he will die, we have all seen the hexagram of the Seven Stars, nine deaths and one life." ”

"This time, I don't know if I've had that good luck."

That's why Su Qingyu was so anxious to let Lingran leave here.

At least for a while, it's a while.

After this catastrophe, everything will be better.

After divining this hexagram, the seven stars have lost their cultivation and life, and they are still in retreat at this time.

"Nine deaths and a lifetime prove that he still has at least a glimmer of life."

Li Beiluo touched her head and motioned for her not to worry too much.

Misfortune and blessing rely on, and blessing and misfortune lurk.

Who knows?

That compartment.

Lingran went to the room where Mo Mianzhi was, the enchantment was still there, he stepped into the enchantment, and the girl was still meditating, but the spiritual power around her was restrained, not as strong as it was at the beginning.

Apparently it has absorbed a lot.

Lingran reached out and touched her head, then leaned over slightly and pecked her lightly on the lips.

"Xiao Mian, I like you."

A distant voice......

Xiaomian, I like you.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

The purple intent burst out, and soon converged.

Mo Mian closed his eyes, covered his heart and sat on the bed for a while, and the uneasy feeling was forcibly suppressed by himself.

She lowered her head slightly, and looked at the clothes on her body, which she recognized as spirit-dyed robes, white and unstained with dust.

She tightened her collar and walked out of the house.

The barrier outside the house still exists, but it seems to have been weakened a lot.

With a wave of his hand, Mo Mianzhi broke up the enchantment, and what caught his eye was Su Mu's handsome face.

The young man sat not far away, as if he was cultivating.

Mo Mianzhi didn't bother him, and walked around him to the side.

The strange thing is that she has been gone for a long time, and there is no one in this village.

Even Lingran's figure was not found.

She scratched her head, a little puzzled.

At this moment, his eyes were suddenly covered by a pair of large hands.

"Guess who I am?"

Mo Mianzhi was slightly stunned, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook, and he smiled softly.

"When did you become so naïve?"

She took his hand, pulled it away, and turned to look at the person standing behind her.

It's not who the spirit dye is.

Rezenran stared at her face for a moment, her gaze gentle, as if she wanted to engrave her appearance into her mind forever.

"How's the absorption?"

Mo Mianzhi spread out his palms and said, "I have now been promoted to the purple level. ”

After eating the Fire Spirit Fruit, even if she still wanted to suppress her spiritual power, she couldn't do it.

Mo Mianzhi raised his head and looked at him, and said, "Lingran, let's make a comparison, shall we?" ”

Lingran's expression showed a hint of embarrassment, and soon, it was so fast that Mo Mianzhi didn't notice his expression.

Purple level......

After hesitating for a moment, Lingran said, "Don't worry about this, I'll teach you a set of swordsmanship." ”

With a casual move, the Tranquility Sword flew into his palm.

He held a long sword and played a set of swordsmanship in front of Mo Mianzhi.

He taught seriously, and Mo Mianzhi also watched seriously.

It's just that when I really started to learn, the movements in some places were not as smooth as those from the spirit dye.

Her movements stumbled, and sometimes even caused confusion in her spiritual power within her body.

This swordsmanship is really not as easy to learn as it seems.

Mo Mianzhi practiced every day, and Lingran has been standing aside to give advice.

Half a month later, Mo Mianzhi finally practiced the entire set of swordsmanship for the first time, and she happily went to find Lingzhi.

Lingran took a bamboo sword to fight her, but in the first round, Mo Mianzhi was defeated.

The Qingyou Sword was knocked down from the man's hand with a move and fell to the ground, and Mo Mianzhi was still a little confused.

She thought she could at least get along with him for a few tricks.

I didn't expect ......

"Let's do it again."

Unconvinced, she picked up the sword on the ground.

Dozens of back and forth, Mo Mianzhi always lost at the first move.

The sword has fallen countless times, Rao is as firm as her, and his mentality is about to explode.

The face is not very good-looking.

Lingran looked at her appearance, pursed his lips and smiled, stepped forward and picked up the Qingyu Sword, and said, "I'll teach you again." ”

This time, he taught her by hand.

The man's big hand was warm, and being held like this, Mo Mianzhi felt very relieved inexplicably.

But the swordsmanship practiced this time is a little different from the one I taught half a month ago, but it feels very similar.

There is a sense of being on the same path.

Mo Mianzhi twisted his eyebrows, as if he was really thinking.

Lingran looked at the way she looked, and knew that she had thought of it.

He turned to leave, not intending to disturb her, but after taking a few steps, his figure suddenly froze, and a mouthful of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

If you look closely, even his figure is a little illusory.

But it was only a matter of moments, and he was soon back to normal, just like usual.

However, in the blink of an eye, Mo Mianzhi didn't notice it, and he was still studying swordsmanship.

Lingran glanced back at her and turned to leave.