As soon as Yang Ying left a group of training camps, she drove an off-road vehicle of the Thunder Dragon series in a direction in the military region, and at the same time took out her mobile phone and dialed a call.

The phone got through quickly, but it kept going, no one answered, Yang Ying pursed her lips, a little depressed, after a while, her face was happy, and she put the phone to her ear: "Brother Su.. When are you going back to the Yanjing Military Region?"

"Yang Ying, I'm very busy now, can you not make so many phone calls a day to annoy me?"

"I'm not bothering you, don't I just care about you, do you want to ask?" Yang Ying said in a coquettish tone

"I don't need you to care about me, and, Yang Ying, I really just treat you as a sister!"

Yang Ying's face stiffened, and she said quite ugly: "I know, I can't figure it out, what is so good about this Leng Ziruo? Why do you like her so much? Is it because she is beautiful? Actually, I am not much worse than her!"

"Do you think I'm that kind of vulgar person? I've been on several missions with her, and we've experienced life and death together, and you can't understand my feelings for her, okay, don't talk about it, I'm still busy, hang up!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone impatiently.

Yang Ying's face fell, her face was gloomy, and she said angrily: "Hmph, this damn woman! I really didn't expect that you are so lucky, when I find out who helped you take out the Gu worms, I will let that kid's whole family die well!"

"Oh, yes? I'm here now, I want to see how you make my whole family die well!" a cold voice suddenly sounded in the car.

"Who!"

Yang Ying trembled with fright, her eyes looked at the back of the car, and she didn't see a single ghost.

But the next moment, she looked at the co-pilot's seat, and a figure appeared out of thin air, looking at her with a very indifferent face.

"Ahh

Yang Ying screamed in fright as if she had seen a ghost, and hurriedly stepped on the brakes, wanting to open the car door and escape, but her face quickly changed dramatically, because her body was not aware at all.

"You.. Are you a human or a ghost?" Yang Ying suddenly felt terrified, her face was pale, her forehead was overflowing with cold sweat, and she was terrified to the extreme.

"I'm the one you're looking for!" Lin Fan's tone was very indifferent: "Do you want my whole family to die well?"

"No... I.. I'm just talking angrily.. I.. I didn't mean that..."

Yang Ying's teeth trembled, and her heart panicked to the extreme, she was driving a car, but this person appeared in the car out of thin air like a ghost, and her body couldn't move, is this still a human being? Is it a means that human beings should have? Where do you still want to have the mind of revenge.

"You don't mean that, you don't mean that, I'm sorry, I mean that!"

Lin Fan's face was indifferent, like a grim reaper, his eyes moved, and Yang Ying's eyes were dull for a moment, and his face was blank.

"Tell me, where is your home?" Lin Fan asked in a cold voice

"In Guizhou Leishan County, Xishan Qianjia Miao Village!" replied Yang Yingmuran.

Lin Fan moved his hand and grabbed Yang Ying's shoulder, and the two of them disappeared into the car in an instant.

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Leishan, known as the "Holy Land of Miaojiang", is known as the cultural center of Miaojiang, here has rich natural ecology and ethnic cultural tourism resources, there are 710,000 acres of national Leigong Mountain Nature Reserve in the territory, the first village of Miaojiang Xishan Qianjia Miao Village, is the "Gu God Cult" that is prevalent in China, and now, there are few names of the Gu God Sect.

Qianjia Miao Village, the peace inside at this time is no different from that of an ordinary village, but who would have thought that in this small village, there would be two martial arts masters hidden, and there are many various poison masters.

A streamer suddenly landed in an alley in Qianjia Miao Village, and two figures appeared out of thin air.

Lin Fan's eyes moved, and Yang Ying, whose eyes were dull, immediately regained her clear complexion.

"I... Why am I here?" Yang Ying was stunned when she opened her eyes, looking at the familiar environment, a little stunned.

"Take me to your family!" Lin Fan's voice was very cold.

Yang Ying looked at Lin Fan with a look of panic on her face, she naturally knew what Lin Fan was going to do, and said with a pale face: "I.. I don't have a family, I'm an orphan!"

"Yes, do you think I can't find your family?" Lin Fan's face turned cold.

"No.. No.. I really don't have a family, I was an orphan when I was a child, I was raised by my master!"

"Then find your master!"

"Okay, I'll take you to her right away!"

Yang Ying was scared on the surface, but she was secretly happy in her heart, although she didn't understand why she suddenly came here, but she couldn't have imagined that this person was so bold that he actually brought her directly to the hinterland of their Qianjia Miao Village.

Although the people in front of her are a little weird and mysterious, there are so many people in their Qianjia Miao Village, and her master and the patriarch of Qianjia Miao Village are both martial arts masters, so she has no reason to be afraid.

As soon as she moved, Yang Ying led Lin Fan out of the alley and walked straight to a place.

"Xiao Ying, why did you come back suddenly, when did you come back?" an ordinary old man wearing a Miao suit and holding a pipe noticed Yang Ying and asked strangely

"Just came back, is my master at home with the patriarch?" asked Yang Ying.

"Yes!" the old man asked

Yang Ying was secretly happy in her heart, and led Lin Fan to a stilted building area.

After a while, Yang Ying paused under a stilted building, and in front of one of the stilted buildings, there was a group of young men and women in Miao clothes singing and dancing, almost more than ten people.

"Evergreen!" Yang Ying shouted at the group.

A tall young man in a Miao suit looked at Yang Ying with a happy face: "Xiao Ying, you're back!"

A group of young men and women all looked at Yang Ying, and one by one they looked excited, and rushed straight down in front of her.

"Don't come down, go and call my master and patriarch immediately!" Yang Ying said hurriedly

A group of people were stunned, and immediately someone walked towards a stilted building.

After a while, a thin old man with a withered face on crutches and a middle-aged woman with a very cold face and a very dark complexion rushed here.

Looking at the two of them, Yang Ying's face was happy: "Master, patriarch, save me, this person wants to kill me!"

When the words fell, she hurriedly moved and ran quickly in front of the old man and the middle-aged woman, but Lin Fan did not make any moves.

Yang Ying had already run in front of the old man and the middle-aged woman, her face was overjoyed, and she hurriedly pointed at Lin Fan, and said with a vicious expression: "Master, patriarch, hurry.." Kill him right away!"

"Xiaoying, what's going on?" asked the thin old man with a frown

"Patriarch, he, he's going to kill you!" Yang Ying said hurriedly

"What?"

The thin old man's face was cold, he couldn't believe it, his eyes showed a cold light and glanced at Lin Fan, the sound of noisy beans erupted from the bones of his body, and his momentum was released in vain, and he asked compassionately: "Boy, you came to the hinterland of our Qianjia Miao Village, are you really here to kill me?"

"That's right, I'm here to kill you!" Lin Fan smiled indifferently.

"Haha.."

The thin old man laughed maniacally, as if he had heard the funniest joke.

"It's really a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, I see what kind of ability you have to kill me!"

As soon as the words fell, the crutches in the hands of the thin old man kicked to the ground, and his thin body rose into the air and leaped down towards Lin Fan, and the crutches in his hand also waved down.

Lin Fan smiled playfully, pointed his finger, and a golden ray shot at the thin old man.

"Bang!"

The thin old man's body exploded directly into a blood mist in the sky, and he couldn't find a piece of the corpse slag.