In the middle of the night, Wen Dong led his disciples back to the tavern, Ban Jiu Ge had been guarding Jing Li in the room for a whole day, while Helian Sheng was taken care of by Yi Wuhua, and the whole tavern was extremely quiet at night.

Wen Dong pushed open the door of the room where Jing Li was, and at this moment Ban Jiu Ge was already asleep on the table, and the table was full of leftover wine. Wen Dong took off his robe and put it on for Ban Jiuge to prevent him from catching a cold at night.

On the day, Jing Lixi opened his eyes slightly, looked at the beam above his head, and then struggled to hold his chest to prop his body up. "Pounce~" The person outside the room pushed the door open, and Wen Dong walked towards Jingli with the freshly fried medicine.

"Pavilion Master Wen, why are you here? Where is this? Jing Li asked confusedly.

Wen Dong put the medicinal soup in his hand idle, leaned Jing Li against the head of the bed, and then said, "We have reached Yanyun Pass, and you have been in a coma since you were rescued from the burial of Longgang." ”

Jing Li raised a hand to support the corner of her forehead, and suddenly a broken memory flashed in her spiritual realm, Jing Li frowned in agony, and let out a painful cry ......"Ahhhhh

"Girl, it's me! Helian Sheng! Jing Li dreamed that Helian Sheng was standing in front of him covered in blood, and tears in his eyes were sincere.

"Poof!" Then Jing Li raised the blade of his sword and poked it towards Helian Sheng's heart without hesitation, for some reason Jing Li vaguely felt that it was a feeling that was more painful than the loss of a loved one.

"Don't! No! Jing Li suddenly popped up her eyelids in a panic, her hair was stuck with sweat, and she grabbed Wen Dong's arm helplessly and cried.

"Senior Brother Helian! Yes, where is Senior Brother Helian? Where is the big ginger? Jing Li shook Wen Dong's body and asked bitterly.

Wen Dong calmly stretched out his finger and pointed it at the center of Jing Li's forehead, and the fresh and slow spiritual power continued to be injected, suppressing Jing Li's irritable spiritual veins and emotions a lot. After calming down, Wen Dongyan said, "Girl, don't worry, Senior Brother Helian is fine, he should be able to wake up in a few hours." ”

Jing Li still begged Pavilion Master Wen to take her to see Helian Sheng, but Pavilion Master Wen asked her to drink medicine calmly and heal her injuries.

At the moment when Jing Li grabbed Wen Dong's arm, he noticed the multicolored flower ring in the child's hand.

"Girl, this ring on your hand is ......," Wen Dong asked with a slight sadness as he put down the medicine spoon.

Jing Li raised his left hand and said to Wen Dong without reservation, "This flower ring...... I got it by chance in the sea of flowers when I was studying in Qingyu Pavilion. ”

"Does Pavilion Lord Wen know about this flower ring?" Jing Li lifted his display to Wen Dong.

To say that since the flower ring entered the magic in the mirror, the aura of the colorful Liulan has dimmed a lot in the gem.

Wen Dong's expression seemed to be frozen for a long time, he was thinking about an old man in the past, and this flower ring was the old man who wore it before his death.

"Girl, if this flower ring recognizes you, take good care of it." Pavilion Lord Wen's voice was a little dumbfounded.

Pavilion Lord Wen stroked Jing Li's head to let her rest, and then closed the door and left.

At noon, Jing Li was already able to get out of bed and walk around, but her hands and feet were still not very numb, and sometimes if she was not careful, her body would be broken. "Little chestnut?" Jing Li slowly raised his head, it turned out to be Ma Thanos.

"Senior Brother Ma, it's early!" Jing Li endured the discomfort of her body and forced out a few smiles.

Ma Thanos stammered a little in fear, reconfirming, "Are you really a little chestnut?" ”

Jing Li really can't do anything about this guy, is it possible that he hasn't seen him for a few days and is still rusty?

Ma Thanos walked up cautiously step by step and said, "Little chestnut, do you know how scary you were that day, we almost lost our lives." ”

Jing Li's eyes stopped, she knew that she didn't intend to hurt her friend, but her flower spirit was always out of her control. Jing Li said with shame, "Senior Brother Ma, I'm sorry ......"

"Girl, don't blame yourself, this flower spirit is already strong, how can you bear it as a child?" Ban Jiu Ge came over with a pot of wine.

Then he glanced at Thanos viciously, and Thanos had no choice but to run away.

"Pange Master?" Jing Li didn't know why the two pavilion masters appeared one after another.

As soon as Ban Jiu Ge stepped forward, he pinched Jing Li's face excitedly and said, "My little ancestor! If you hadn't made a move from the Lord of the Wen Pavilion that day, you would have returned to Huangquan today. ”

Jing Li clenched his hands and smiled bitterly, it turned out that he was so fragile, he couldn't even protect his friends around him, and he almost affected them.

"Ban Jiu Song...... Get ready, let's go into the city......" Wen Dong stood on the railing on the second floor and interrupted the conversation between the two.

The Pavilion Master raised his head, and Wen Dongzheng stared at him fiercely, thinking that he should not talk too much.

Then Yu Wenlin, Ma Thanos, Xie Yi, and Jiang Wanliu followed Wen Dong from the second floor in a black cloak, Wen Dong grabbed a piece of clothing and stuffed it into Ban Jiuge's arms, turned his head and said, "Dress up, get ready to enter the city......

Jing Li looked at the few people who were pretending to be weird, scratched his sideburns and said, "Who are you?" ”

Senior Sister Jiang stepped forward and hugged Jing Li, and said, "Girl, you are awake." ”

"Senior Sister Jiang!" Jing Li didn't know what was going on today, and it was particularly sensational to meet an old friend.

Wen Dong walked over and handed over a cloak, and explained, "Girl, dress up, let's get up and go to the Fighting Spirit Field." ”

Jing Li took the cloak, put it on neatly, raised his eyes and asked, "What are you going to do in the Fighting Spirit Arena?" ”

"Obtaining the qualifications to exit the customs......" Wen Dong did not explain much, and focused on preaching.

In Northern Chu, if the residents of the city-state want to go out of the customs, they need to obtain the customs clearance of one of the twelve cities on the border, and the outside is sinister, and if the spiritual power is not high, people are very vulnerable to danger outside, so the Northern Chu Emperor issued this decree to restrain the people who go out of the customs.

"You're not in good shape today, so you don't have to play." Wen Dong said.

Jing Li raised her left hand, the bright red totem of the flower on the other side seemed to be gasping for breath, glowing red with different light and dark, she knew that she could not play with such a state, once her mind was controlled by the flower spirit again, I am afraid that this Yan Yunguan will be full of wind and rain again.

"Let's go......"

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There are invincible spirit masters in the fighting spirit field of Yanyun Pass, most of the spirit people are fighting here for profit, and some are to help those running merchants to obtain the customs chapter, so as to make some small money.

Wen Dong led a few people to walk on the streets in a low-key manner, and this small town is really popular, and business travelers and self-spirited people abound.

"Here we are." Wen Dong stood in front of an attic, which was built on four high walls, and a plaque hung high outside, going up to the Dao - Wuling Dao. A few people outside can hear the sound of people and fighting inside, it seems that this is it.

"How many, but the spirits?" The little boy who was waiting outside the door stepped forward and asked.

Wen Dong bowed his head and raised his hand to signal this little student to lead the way. Several people entered the fighting arena under his leadership. There were a lot of people passing back and forth, and Jing Li had been following closely behind Wen Dong, and the more he walked inside, the stronger the spiritual power fluctuations that erupted from the Fighting Spirit Field, and the audience's shouts came and went.

A few people walked outside the Dou Ling Arena, "Stop!" The strong man who guarded the gate stopped a few people on the way.

"Everyone's mourning hall?" The strong man asked loudly with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Wen Dong pulled up his cloak, revealing his gaze, and then the spiritual power around him was discharged, and three clusters of spiritual fires of different colors floated behind him, which were blue, purple, and red yang.

The strong man outside the door stammered, clenched his fists and said again and again, "Santang Spirit, the small eyes are clumsy, please inside." ”

Ban Jiuge also learned from Wen Dong's appearance, walked to the strong man's side with an unruly look, put one hand on his shoulder, and said strangely, "Little brother, look good!" ”

"Bang!" Three gray spiritual fires lit up the man's eyes, and Ban Jiu Ge pouted angrily and asked, "Do you think it's feasible?" ”

That strong man was really hell, and he bumped into two three-hall spirits one after another. He looked at the five people behind Ban Jiu Ge, and thought to himself that the first two were all so cultivated, would the entourage be bad? So he made an invitation and said, "A few people are also invited!" ”

Yu Wenlin covered his mouth and snickered, he couldn't imagine that the mourning hall of the two of them, Lord Wen and Ban Jiuge, would scare this big man stupidly, no wonder, who could see these three halls of spirits without weakening their legs?

At this time, Joy Egg poked his head out of Ma Thanos' sleeve and asked, "Thanos, where is this?" ”

Ma Thanos vigilantly pushed the head back of the happy egg, and said, "Don't come out easily, I don't hear the happy egg!" ”

Joy Egg puffed out his little mouth and nestled in Ma Thanos's sleeve and sullen, and he couldn't even look at this new thing.

"A few of you here, please ......" Two young girls walked up, they should be entertaining high-level spirits, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste to be so beautiful? Wen Dong was still as calm as ever in the face of women, and his cold face followed him.

"When we get on the field, we can hide as much strength as we can." Wen Dong instructed a few people behind him.

Puzzled, he asked, "Why?" ”

"This time I came to the Fighting Spirit Arena just to get out of the customs, so don't be too public." Wen Dong has always been cautious, and even more so when he arrives here.

There is no shortage of masters and gold owners in the Fighting Soul Field, those who are skilled in spiritual skills will be favored by the rich gentry here, they are willing to spend a lot of money to hire these people as their personal retinue, and in order to protect their own caravans or forces, so the Fighting Spirit Field is also a good place for those who are poor in the market to make money.

The first scene is Wen Dong, as the pavilion master, he seems calm, Wen Dong lowered his cloak, held his clothes and walked in the wind, with a mysterious aura into the field, the murderous aura of this fighting spirit field is really heavy, people walk into it with cool air in their bones, and these audiences on the stage don't look like good people, they saw Wen Dong enter, they raised their hands and cheered and screamed, people like to watch the lively, but the people here are different, they like to watch the killing.

Wen Dong's opponent had already been seen through the moment he walked out, Wen Dong only showed the tip of his white jaw, and silently recited "A spirit one, a spirit planter......"

Jing Li looked at Wen Dong under the field, she had no worries, she had fought with the Wen Pavilion Master, and the end was miserable, and there was nothing to see in today's battle.

"Boy! Your torn cloak is an eyesore! The bald man who walked out of his face was naked, and he pointed to Wen Dong's cloak in a non-disrespectful manner.

Wen Dong was not stunned, he said in a low voice, "Please ......"

"Yo! So arrogant, I'm phew! The bald head spat on the ground and then stepped on it.

"Bang!" The bald head pinched his fists and summoned his own mourning hall, and a wisp of green silk floated in the air.

"It's black wisps, plant spirits, and it's the wire used for weaving." Ban Jiuge ate the flowers and fruits prepared on the table, and he didn't care.

"Boy, die!" The bald fist was tightly wrapped in black wisps, his eyes viciously devoured Wen Dong's coldness, and with one kick, his body quickly turned into a cheetah and threw his fist at Wen Dong.

Wen Dong stood still and didn't move, this abnormal behavior made the audience on the stage start to whisper, "This guy is too eye-catching!" ”

"Ahh In the blink of an eye, the bald strong man raised his fist and came to Wen Dong, he never thought that the muscle strength and physical fitness of this hall spirit were not bad, and he suddenly attacked in front of Wen Dong in such a short time.

The bald fist went straight to the door of Wen Dong's face, Wen Dong did not call out his mourning hall, and it was not until the fist was about to touch the tip of his nose that he took a hand to hold the fist, and this reaction speed suddenly shocked the bald head.

"Ahh Wen Dong pinched the man's fist and turned it around fiercely, causing the man's arm to start with a crisp sound of bones, and then Wen Dong immediately punched him in the abdomen, "Bang! The force of his fist blew Wen Dong's hair open, and his punch sent the man flying several meters away, and he rolled on the ground several times in succession.

Wen Dong straightened his cuffs, lowered his cloak, and turned away expressionlessly, leaving the audience on the stage silent, and defeated a spirit with one punch without the spirit hall!

"Good! Good! Wonderful! There was a belated cheer from behind Wen Dong's figure.