Several wild wolves died instantly, and let out a wail.

However, this also aroused their ferocity, roaring towards Ning Caichen and Fang Zhengqing.

Fang Zhengqing hid his strength, just a congenital stage martial artist, but even so, it was easy to deal with a group of wild wolves.

Pulling Ning Caichen's body shape kept changing, the strength of his palm kept spitting, and after ten breaths, Ning Caichen's feet were weak and he vomited, he was stunned by Fang Zhengqing's body just now.

Wiping his mouth, Ning Caichen said, "Young Master Fang, I didn't expect you to be a martial artist!" ”

"It's only been a few years of practice!"

"Anyway, thank you for today!"

The reason why Fang Zhengqing saved him was because it was too rare to have a good person like him in this troubled world.

Soon the lantern was also extinguished, and Ning Caichen couldn't see clearly a stumbling under his feet, and he almost fell.

He patted the dirt, and what appeared in front of him at this time was no longer a strange dead wood, but a majestic stone monument that had existed for an unknown number of years. There are also three bright red characters on it - Lanruo Temple.

"Yike...... Drink ......"

Just when Fang Zhengqing and Ning Caichen had just entered Lanruo Temple, they heard a loud shout, and then two figures descended from the sky and quickly fought together.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

The sound of weapons colliding kept ringing, and when he saw these two people, Fang Zhengqing knew that the bearded one was Yan Chixia, and the white-faced one was Xiahou Swordsman.

At this time, the long sword in Xiahou's hand had already stabbed in front of Yan Chixia, and before the sword arrived, the sword qi blew Yan Chixia's beard.

Yan Chixia saw that the tip of the sword had been handed to the tip of her nose, so she lowered her head and turned sideways to avoid it in a hurry, and then drew her sword and split Xiahou's long sword from the bottom up.

Seeing this, Xia Hou took advantage of the situation to withdraw the sword with his wrist, and at the same time flipped back, raising his foot and kicking Yan Chixia's chest.

Yan Chixia resisted with her crossed arms, and jumped off the roof with her strength, and started a battle with Xia Hou, who was chasing after her with a sword.

During their fight, the Buddha statues in several halls were deeply scratched by the sword qi, and the wooden doors and windows that were already broken were even more shattered by them.

Xia Hou didn't notice it for a while, and was slashed by Yan Chixia's sword on the soft armor on his chest, and the sword qi swept over his shoulder, cutting through the armor on his shoulder.

Of course, this is also what Xia Hou himself thinks, because in Fang Zhengqing's eyes, Xia Hou is not Yan Chixia's enemy, and the reason why he can fight so hard is that Yan Chixia stayed behind.

Yan Chixia looked at Xiahou, who was unwilling, and said, "Brother Xiahou, you have fought with me for seven years, and you have lost for seven years. But you're so patient! Wherever I hide, you chase after you, even in this eerie and terrifying Lanruo Temple, you have found it! ”

Xiahou glanced at Fang Zhengqing and Ning Caichen at the door, Ning Caichen recognized him as the swordsman who killed people during the day, and was so frightened that he hid behind Fang Zhengqing.

Then Xia Hou said to Yan Chixia: "Yan Chixia, I can't imagine that you have only been hiding here in Lanruo Temple for half a month, and you have actually sharpened your sword even more!" ”

"It's not." After Yan Chixia heard this, she directly denied: "The reason why I am better than you is because you waste your time all day long, your ambition is too big, and you don't want to make progress." For the sake of the false name of the world's first sword, the edge is too leaky, and the intentions are not right. You are uncertain with your moves, the fire is too great, the sword is strong and weak, you still have a problem, the sword is fast and not accurate......"

"Yan Chixia, I'm here to compete with you, not to listen to your reasoning, you ...... You ......" As soon as he heard that Yan Chixia was going to chatter, Xiahou interrupted him angrily, and then he became more and more angry, so angry that he couldn't even speak smoothly in the end.

Xiahou is also a person who can afford to lose, so he just brushes his sleeves and leaves.

Seeing this, Fang Zhengqing also shook his head, although he had the strength close to that of the grandmaster, but his heart was insufficient, no wonder he was obviously like a dragon, and he would be confused by ghosts.

People are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are also afraid of people, especially warriors and cultivators, although their flesh and blood are also great supplements to ghosts, and their qi and blood can also hurt ghosts.

However, although Xia Hou is full of qi and blood, it is a pity that his heart is too poor, and he is destined to be confused by ghosts and die under ghosts.

"Who are you?" Seeing Xiahou leaving, Yan Chixia looked at Fang Zhengqing and Ning Caichen and said.

"We're here to spend the night!" Ning Caichen said weakly.

"Overnight, hehe, don't blame me for not telling you, it's dangerous here!"

"What danger can there be but you?" Ning Caichen said bluntly, Yan Chixia had a big beard and gave people a fierce look.

"You...... There is a lot of demonic spirit here, ghosts are everywhere, and there will be dirty things out at night to harm people, especially scholars like you, who like them even more. Yan Chixia wanted to scare Ning Caichen away.

"Dirty, you don't think it's a ghost, do you? Haha......" Ning Caichen laughed when he heard this, obviously he didn't agree with the existence of ghosts and gods.

"Hmph, you guys are doing it for yourselves."

Seeing that Ning Caichen didn't believe him, Fang Zhengqing didn't say anything, Yan Chixia didn't care about them, and walked towards a room with a flick of her sleeves.

"Fang Gongzi, you don't have to be afraid, there are no ghosts in this world, that beard must scare us!"

"I'm not afraid, by the way, I live in this room, you can find another one, I'm not used to living with men!"

After speaking, Fang Zhengqing closed the door, shook his head and sat on the bed, of course, the dust on the bed was also cleaned up with a wave of his sleeve.

Ning Caichen looked at the closed door, and then looked at the shadows of the trees in the moonlight, and suddenly wanted to knock on the door, but in the end he didn't knock, but plucked up the courage and ran to a meditation room not far away......

And on the back mountain of Lanruo Temple, a woman in a black robe looked at several beautiful female ghosts and said, "Xiaoqing, there is a swordsman cleaning his wounds by the lake, do you know how to do it?" ”

His voice was both male and female, making it sound uncomfortable, but the ghosts were obviously used to it, and they didn't feel uncomfortable in the slightest.

"Got it, grandma!" As the dryad finished speaking, he saw a beprising woman in a cyan tulle smile and fly outside.

"Xiaoqian, you have been here for a while, there are still two people in the temple, one is a scholar, and the other is a slightly armed brother, you have the best appearance, then the son-in-law will be handed over to you!"

Nie Xiaoqian lowered her head, her eyes flickered a few times, and then she said obediently: "Yes, grandma!" ”

"Well, go ahead, grandma is waiting for your good news."

"Xiaolan, that scholar will be handed over to you!" This time, the voice of the dryad was not as "gentle" as it was for Nie Xiaoqian.

"Yes, grandma!" I saw a girl dressed in purple and her appearance was also considered to be superior......

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