When the savior arrived, Jiang Mubai's tense body and mind suddenly relaxed, and he was suddenly dizzy, and he couldn't wait to lie down and rest immediately.

But when he saw the ruler looking at him, he had to suppress his fatigue and driedness and salute respectfully.

"Are the injuries serious?"

Before the presiding official Song Wenfeng could speak, Lin Chujin had already moved in front of Jiang Mubai and asked with concern.

Jiang Mubai pointed to the cord-like lump formed in his left arm due to muscle injury, squeezed out a smile, and responded politely: "Thank you Miss Lin for your concern, it's not a big problem, it's just a muscle strain." ”

The title of Lin Chujin changed from "Teacher Lin" to "Miss Lin" because Jiang Mubai saw her noble status.

The paper umbrellas, round mirrors, and jade bracelets that Lin Chujin carried with her were not ordinary, including the low-profile version of the invisibility cloak she used to hide her figure and the jade plaque in Jiang Mubai's mouth, a total of five magic weapons.

Ordinary second realm law cultivation, how can there be such a rich net worth? Come to think of it, this is a second-generation cultivator who experiences life in a low-key manner, and the family power is not small, which can be seen from the expression and attitude of the chief official Song Wenfeng.

In order to eliminate the remnants of the rebels in the Federation, the government of the Six Regions dispatched a large number of police elites and intelligence personnel to set up a secret police system.

After the end of the Second All-Out War, the secret police gradually transformed into the only state violent agency of the Federation that shared the intelligence and military resources of the six domains.

With the pursuit of the rebels as their primary task, the secret police are active on every covert front of the rebels and national security, and they act in a domineering and ferocious manner, often refusing to share information with local governors on the grounds of secrecy.

Once there was an accident in the arrest operation, the secret police patted their butts and left, and threw all the mess they poked out to the local government.

In the long run, friction will inevitably arise, but the secret police force is huge, and in the end, the local government can only swallow its anger.

Therefore, the secret police were not treated by the local government wherever they went, and there was a rebel army in Xiaoshan, and the chief official Song Wenfeng nominally had the duty to assist in the investigation, but as the supreme administrator of Dingwu City, he came faster than the secret police, and it was impossible for him to help the secret police.

To say that this is because Jiang Mubai is a closed disciple of Juying Pavilion, that would be wrong.

The disciples of the Juying Pavilion should be rescued by the Juying Pavilion, and Song Wenfeng should notify the owner of the Qiu Pavilion after receiving the news, and there is absolutely no reason to take action in person.

Except for Lin Chujian's special identity, Jiang Mubai couldn't think of any other explanation.

Lin Chujin was in distress, and Song Wenfeng left his identity and rushed to help. It can be seen from this that Lin Chujian's background is extraordinary, if she has an accident in Dingwu territory, even a senior Third Realm Law Cultivator will not be able to withstand the anger of the elders in her family.

"Muscle strain?" Lin Chujin pondered for a moment, reached out to Jiang Mubai's left arm, and the slender jade fingers gently brushed his forearm like willow branches, and the fingertips passed by, and frost appeared.

Spell cold compress is much more convenient than ice pack, Jiang Mubai handed out a grateful look, and then saluted Song Wenfeng again to thank Song Wenfeng, who pretended to enjoy the scenery around.

Song Wenfeng didn't ask about the whereabouts of the rebels, put on an elder posture and said a few polite words, and then waved his sleeves: "Miss Lin, little nephew Jiang, this is not the place to talk, why don't you go back to the hall first?" ”

The "hall" that the chief official said is naturally the city hall, and it is better to be able to rest in the city hall than to stand here blowing the northwest wind, Jiang Mubai nodded immediately, followed behind Lin Chujian, followed the example, walked on the giant sword the size of the door panel, and stood side by side with Lin Chujian.

When I used to read Xianxia novels, I always couldn't figure out what posture those sword immortals flew in, but now Jiang Mubai has opened his eyes, Mr. Song's magic weapon giant sword, the sword body is as wide and thick as an anti-theft door, and with such a big sword flying, you can pose whatever posture you want, and lying down is not a problem.

In other words, what does it feel like to fly lying down?

Jiang Mubai wanted to experience it for himself, but after making up the picture of himself rolling back and forth on Mr. Song's magic weapon, he silently dispelled this idea.

Waiting for Lin Chujin and Jiang Mubai to stand firm, Song Wenfeng stepped on the sword and bored, and placed his right hand in the dantian position in the heart socket.

Jiang Mubai vaguely sensed that an incomprehensible and indescribable mysterious energy overflowed from Song Wenfeng's body, pouring into the body of the giant sword.

If Jiang Mubai's way of looking at things is to describe it, the giant sword under his feet is an electrical appliance, Song Wenfeng is a battery, and pinching is like pressing a switch, turning on the current, and making the electrical appliance enter a working state.

"Up!"

"Qiang—"

Song Wenfeng shouted the order, and the giant sword hummed like gold and jade, and then soared into the air and accelerated its rise.

During the liftoff, Jiang Mubai had no strangeness, because the experience of stepping on the giant sword and flying into the sky was very similar to taking a sightseeing elevator, but when taking the elevator, there would not be such a cold breeze above his head.

First of all, it was a uniform acceleration linear movement, and then a uniform deceleration linear movement, and when it was 100 meters above the ground, the vertical velocity of the giant sword was exactly zero, causing the three people on the sword to stagnate in mid-air.

Song Wenfeng glanced sideways at Jiang Mubai, and saw that his face was as usual, his limbs were relaxed, and he stood flat and steady, and he couldn't help but appreciate it in his heart.

Even Song Wenfeng himself, when he first entered Tongxuan, flew to a height of 100 meters for the first time, he was shocked that his legs were weak, but he didn't expect this young man in his early twenties to have such courage.

What a piece of jade, Song Wenfeng thought to himself, it's a pity, it's a martial cultivator.

Martial arts are different, and it is difficult for those who are greedy to find the avenue, Song Wenfeng had a few thoughts in his heart, but he thought that Jiang Mubai already had a teacher, so he had to give up.

As Song Wenfeng's technique changed, the giant sword began to slowly accelerate and flew towards the city hall located in the Baihe District.

Watching the tangled trees shrink rapidly and fall backwards under his feet, Jiang Mubai was rarely excited, and he almost couldn't help but shout out his heart.

Neither airplanes nor paragliders can provide such a pleasant flying experience. It was only a short flight for a while, and the tiredness, irritability, and resentment in his heart were all blown away by the oncoming cold wind.

Lin Chujin looked at his reaction, felt strange in his heart, raised his hand to his lips and asked softly, "Mr. Jiang, you seem to enjoy flying?" ”

"Hmm-" As soon as Jiang Mubai opened his mouth, he was filled with cold wind, which made Lin Chujin laugh.

Jiang Mubai was not annoyed, he blocked his nose and mouth with his right hand, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Laughing, this is the first time I have sat on a flying sword, well, I like this feeling very much." Flying is one of the oldest and most beautiful aspirations of human beings, Miss Lin, have you heard this phrase? Centuries ago, there were people who flew into the blue sky with the help of tools, but I think that if you fly like this, you can realize your dream of flying! ”

The more Lin Chujin listened, the more interesting she felt, and she covered her lips and smiled: "In this way, it is an easy dream to realize. ”

"Easy?" Jiang Mubai's face was strange.

The third realm of law cultivation can pass through the mystic to fly, and the fifth realm of martial cultivation can step into the sky, to say that this is an easy dream to realize, it is simply a modern Xianxia version of "why not eat minced meat".

Lin Chujin also seemed to sense that his speech was inappropriate and wanted to explain, but his voice was muffled by the deafening sound of wings.

A reconnaissance helicopter loaded with heavy machine guns in the inner compartment roared past and headed straight for Xiaoshan.

Jiang Mubai turned around in astonishment, shocked.

He clearly saw Shen Hong sitting in the helicopter cabin!