Licking the dog wants to lick multiple goddesses, in fact, this is hard to say.

Because licking dogs are not sea kings, let alone cannon kings, they are often just licking for the sake of licking.

For example, the duck that licks the dog's mouth often won't eat it, and the goddess asks him to send it home, and he will only send it downstairs, and will never ask to go upstairs;

The goddess invited him upstairs for a cup of coffee, and the licking dog would leave as soon as he finished drinking the coffee, and would definitely not stay for a minute longer;

The goddess said that it was too late for him to stay for the night, and he either refused, or slept on the sofa in the living room, and never went to the goddess's bed!

In this way, licking the dog will feel noble!

He will feel that he is pursuing pure feelings, pursuing spiritual satisfaction, which is completely different from those vulgar men!

But Lin Ping is no ordinary licking dog.

He is a licking dog who wants to become an Aquaman, eager to cast a large area of the net and catch more fish.

It's a pity.

This is not something that his subjective will can say, it depends on the system.

The system is not open to support multiple objects at the same time, and he can't lick more.

"Senior Brother Lin, I feel that your mood doesn't seem to be very high lately, is there something on your mind?"

On this day, Murong Yue rarely took the initiative to chat with Lin Ping.

Stinky sister, you haven't exploded a new reward for more than ten days, can I be interested?

Lin Ping immediately smiled and said, "No." I just thought that this time we came out to carry out the mission for more than a month, and the area near Gangneung City was basically searched by us, and there was no trace of evil cultivation for a while. It should be soon, and this training mission will be over. ”

The basic literacy of licking dogs.

When facing the goddess, even if you are unhappy, you still have to greet each other with a smile.

"yes, it's almost over......"

Murong Yue nodded, she didn't know what she thought of, her eyes suddenly became a little evasive when she looked at Lin Ping, and there was some hesitation between her expressions, and finally she seemed to have made a very important decision, so she asked softly: "Senior Brother Lin, are you happy to team up with me to experience the task this time?"

"Of course I'm happy!"

Lin Ping said without hesitation, just patting his chest.

Well, this statement is true.

Big truth.

Although in the second half of the journey, I don't know why, the improvement speed of Murong Yue's favorability has become much slower, but on the whole, the harvest is still very large.

At least it's much faster than when he was in the Wind Thunder Sword Sect.

One month, worth half a year.

Hearing Lin Ping's affirmative answer, a smile suddenly melted on Murong Yue's cold face.

Just when she mustered up the courage to go on and say something more.

Suddenly.

From the direction of Gangneung City, a graceful figure in a light gray robe flew over and caught up with the two.

Although the light gray robe is loose, the custom of flying with Edgeworth is very strong, and the clothes are blown to the body with a hunting sound.

As a result, loose clothes become a bit like tights, and you can roughly see what the real figure is.

Those who come don't need to look at their looks, just look at the exaggerated and plump figure, and they will know who it is.

"Master?"

Murong Yue's words that she was about to say to Lin Ping were interrupted, and she looked at Wen Wanrou who flew in with some flustered and some surprise.

They didn't send a distress signal, and there was no one around them sending signal flares, so it stands to reason that her master should be near Gangneung City, how could she come here?

Wen Wanrou had a very serious expression on her face, and without too much explanation, she directly pulled Murong Yue and said, "Let's go, come back to the Wind Thunder Sword Sect with me!"

Murong Yue naturally did not resist her master, but she was very surprised that what had happened, as for making her master anxious to be like this.

Lin Ping was also puzzled when he saw this.

What's going on?

He is no stranger to Wen Wanrou, Wen Wanrou is as his name suggests, he can be called the one with the most gentle personality among the elders of the Inner Gate of the Wind and Thunder Sword Sect, is there something big going on in the sect? Or what is going on in Jiangling City?

Otherwise, how could Wen Wanrou be so eager to take her apprentice Murong Yue back?

"Elder Wen, bring me with you!"

Lin Ping shouted.

No matter what happened, Lin Ping had to follow and take a look.

But Wen Wanrou didn't have time to pay attention to Lin Ping, because her face suddenly changed drastically, and it became very difficult to look, and a pair of eyes stared at the direction of Jiangling City.

The figure that was about to leave quickly also stopped.

"Master, what's wrong?" Murong Yue asked suspiciously.

But soon, she knew why.

Lin Ping also knew.

In the sky not far away, an old man with gray hair and a sword was stepping in.

He didn't fly with Edgeworth, but with a volley!

But with every step he took, his body crossed a long distance, and even Wen Wanrou, who was in the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm, urged the magic sword with all his might, but it was not as fast as the old man.

The old man's gray hair was lost into a bun, and he had a wisp of goatee on his chin, and his figure did not look tall, but the whole person was extremely energetic, especially a pair of eyes that were bright.

The face is just like what he is dressing, neat and meticulous, giving people a sense of not being angry and arrogant!

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the three of them.

Wen Wanrou's face was cold, and she said angrily: "You Dragon Swordsman is really good, he actually followed me all the way!"

The old man was neither angry nor happy, and said lightly: "Elder Wen leaving without telling him is impolite, right?"

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to Wen Wanrou, his eyes fell on Murong Yue, he looked at it slightly, and he didn't know what the result was, and said, "Not bad." You're Murong Yue, right?"

Murong Yue looked at his master, then at the old man, and then nodded and replied, "I am Murong Yue." What is the matter with the seniors?"

She had no idea what was going on, but one thing was certain.

This old man with a negative sword, who was called a dragon swordsman by his master, was at least a master of the Jindan Realm, and his strength was far better than that of her master Wen Wanrou.

"I'm here to take you home. The dragon swordsman said lightly.

"Home?"

Murong Yue's doubts were even more serious.

Could it be that this Jindan realm master was sent by her mother to take her home?

But this is impossible!

Her mother is just a casual cultivator, running a chamber of commerce in the mortal world, and her strength is much worse than her now, how could she know such a top master of the Jindan Realm?

So Murong Yue asked, "What home are you going back to?"

The Dragon Swordsman replied: "Yunzhou, Prince Kang's Mansion." ”

Murong Yue frowned and said, "The seniors are mistaken, right? My family is in Lishan City, Jiujiang Mansion. ”

The Dragon Swordsman didn't explain too much, and said, "Come with me, you'll know when you arrive." ”

Murong Yue shook her head and said, "It's impossible for me to follow you to Prince Kang's Mansion in Yunzhou." ”

Wen Wanrou heard this, and immediately stood up.

She stared at the Dragon Swordsman cautiously and said, "Dragon Swordsman, have you seen it? My apprentice has nothing to do with your Prince Kang's Mansion, and she doesn't want to go back with you." ”

You Long Swordsman didn't answer Wen Wanrou, but just said bluntly: "You can't stop me, it's still far away." ”

Wen Wanrou's eyes were full of anger, and she said angrily: "Why, your Prince Kang's Mansion is so rampant and domineering, can you rob whoever you want? This is Jiujiang Mansion, and our Wind Thunder Sword Sect is not something that can be manipulated by anyone!"

"Wind Thunder Sword Sect?" You Dragon Swordsman shook his head, there was no contempt in his tone, he just said calmly as if he was stating a fact: "Even if you are the entire Wind Thunder Sword Sect, no one in the current generation can stop me!"

Wow!

Hearing this, Lin Ping next to him couldn't help but twitch proudly.

This dragon swordsman who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, so arrogant, so strong?

He didn't even take the entire Wind Thunder Sword Sect in his eyes.

However, if this person is from Prince Kang's mansion, he does have the ability to be arrogant and rampant.

As one of the largest forces in the entire Yunzhou, Prince Kang's Mansion, compared to the Wind Thunder Sword Sect, it is indeed a small sect, and there is no deterrent at all.

Even the top two Bashan Sword Sect and the County King's Mansion in Jiujiang Mansion are inferior to Prince Kang's Mansion by I don't know how many times.

However, Lin Ping was thinking more at the moment, why did the Dragon Swordsman take Murong Yue back to Prince Kang's mansion?

And, saying it's going home?

Just thinking about it for a moment, Lin Ping quickly thought of a possibility.

Could it be that Murong Yue's father is the contemporary Prince Kang?

It's quite possible!

Because Murong Yue grew up with her mother since she was a child, there is only her mother in the family.

As for her father, Murong Yue never mentioned it, not because she didn't want to mention it, but because she shouldn't know who her father was and whether he was still alive.

"Damn!"

"Do you want to make it more difficult for me?"

"Originally, Murong Yue's character was already difficult to handle, and now if she arranges a princely father, isn't this a hell mode?"

"Then I'll get a chicken!"

Lin Ping was powerless to complain.

"Lin Ping, you take Yue'er to go first!" Wen Wanrou shouted, and at the same time, the magic sword in her hand slashed, wanting to temporarily intercept the dragon swordsman.

"You are not qualified to draw a sword in front of me. Seeing this, the Dragon Swordsman snorted coldly, and did not pull out the long sword he had been carrying, but raised his palm and held it, and suddenly there was an invisible energy permeating, and he controlled Wen Wanrou in mid-air.

No matter how hard Wen Wanrou tried to urge Zhenyuan, she really couldn't draw her sword!

It seems that the magic sword in her hand no longer listens to her.

After a moment, the dragon swordsman let go of his hand, and Wen Wanrou was able to regain control of the magic sword.

At this moment, while she was full of shame and anger, she also had a clear understanding of the strength of this dragon swordsman, what kind of terrifying existence this was.

Her cultivation in the late stage of the foundation building realm is good, and her self-raising strength is good, even if she encounters an ordinary monk in the early stage of the Jindan realm, she has the strength to fight.

But he didn't expect that in front of the dragon swordsman, he was like an ant, without any resistance, and he couldn't even take out his sword.

Could it be that this Dragon Swordsman has broken through the Jindan Realm and stepped towards a higher realm?

While Wen Wanrou was angry and horrified, she did not inflict any more humiliation on herself and continued to attack.

Even if the ants are unwilling, how can they compete with elephants?

The dragon swordsman no longer paid attention to Wen Wanrou.

It was his subordinates who showed mercy just now, and it was already a face for the Wind Thunder Sword Sect and the cultivation sect of Kyushu Mansion.

If Wen Wanrou still doesn't know what to do and continues to want to do something with him, then don't blame his subordinates for being ruthless.

The Dragon Swordsman looked at Murong Yue again and said, "Let's go, Miss Yue, come back to Jiangling City with me first, there are still people waiting there." Then let's set off again and return to Prince Kang's Mansion in Yunzhou. ”

Murong Yue was also shocked and angry at the moment, her eyes were full of anger.

"Master, are you okay?" Murong Yue asked with concern.

Wen Wanrou shook her head and said in a cold voice: "Yue'er, promise him, go to Jiangling City first!"

She sneaked out of Jiangling City, just to sneak Murong Yue back to the Wind Thunder Sword Sect without knowing it.

But now that the plan has failed, she has been seen through by the Dragon Swordsman, and she has secretly followed her here and found Murong Yue, it will definitely not work.

Then you have to do something else.

Murong Yue nodded.

If she were alone, she could resist desperately, and she would not follow this inexplicable dragon swordsman.

But now that she has a master by her side and a senior brother Lin, what if she resists the will of the Dragon Swordsman and this person turns to deal with them?

"Okay, I'll follow you back to Gangneung City. Murong Yue looked at the Dragon Swordsman and said coldly.

The Dragon Swordsman nodded.

His face did not show any satisfaction or happiness, as if it seemed to him that this was the result of what he should have been, and naturally there was nothing to be happy about.

Thereupon.

The Dragon Swordsman watched over Murong Yue flying in front, and Wen Wanrou and Lin Ping followed behind, flying in the direction of Jiangling City.

The anxiety in Lin Ping's heart at this moment was no less than gentleness.

He is also a thousand, ten thousand unwilling Murong Yue to be taken away.

But in this case, he is worse than Wen Wanrou, and he doesn't even have the most basic right to speak, what can he do?

I can only be in a hurry, watching from the side, looking forward to the appearance of a turnaround.

......

Soon, Gangneung City arrived.

In the past few days, the evil cults have been cleared, and this large city with a population of more than one million has returned to its usual bustle and hustle and bustle.

But no one knew that at this moment, the most mysterious and sacred place in Jiangling City, the 'rudder' of the Wind Thunder Sword Sect, the situation was treacherous, and the atmosphere was so depressed that he couldn't speak.

Wen Wanrou and Fu Hongyi, the two inner sect elders who had a very high status in the Wind and Thunder Sword Sect, could only stand aggrieved at the moment, with no right to speak.

"You Long senior. Seeing the Dragon Swordsman returning, several young men and women greeted each other with smiles.

The dragon swordsman nodded.

These young men and women are not very old, and they look about the same as Lin Ping Murong Yue, but their cultivation is not weak, at least they are all in the realm of refining qi above the seventh level.

They should all be genius juniors of Prince Kang's Mansion.

The reason why they came to Jiujiang Mansion this time was naturally a few months later.

This time, the Cave Heaven Blessed Land of Jiujiang Mansion was opened, and the two top strengths of Yunzhou, Prince Kang's Mansion and the Tianxia Sword Sect, each forcibly took ten places.

Among these places, there are five that should have belonged to the Wind Thunder Sword Sect.

If nothing else, this group of young men and women should be the geniuses who were arranged to enter the Cave Heaven Blessed Land a few months later.

After the group of young men and women finished greeting the Dragon Swordsman, they quickly focused their attention on Murong Yue, and looked at them one after another, as if they were looking at some rare treasure.

"Is this Miss Murong Yue?" One of the young men wearing a white robe and dressed as a graceful Yushu Linfeng showed the most positive behavior, and directly and enthusiastically stepped forward to greet and asked, "Hello Miss Murong Yue, my name is Zhao Wufeng." ”

It's a pity that Murong Yue, who was already cold, didn't want to pay attention to him at all under the anger in her heart at the moment.

Zhao Wufeng was not embarrassed, and said with a smile to himself: "Miss Yue's personality is relatively cold. But it doesn't matter, let's get familiar with it in the future, and there is time. ”

Lin Ping couldn't help but look at it from the side, and stepped forward to help Murong Yue relieve the siege and said, "Senior Sister Murong is not cold, but she doesn't like to deal with people who don't like it!"

Murong Yue nodded immediately when she heard this.

Usually she doesn't embarrass strangers like this, but today she also has anger in her heart, so she is not so polite.

Lin Ping glanced at the man in white with a smile.

Madan.

I like to wear white clothes, and I dress up so sassy.

This kind of guy can't survive more than two episodes in TV series!

Lin Ping was unfathomable to the Dragon Swordsman, at least the top master of the Jindan Realm cultivation was not qualified to speak, but in the face of this young pretending criminal, he was still not afraid.

Anyway, he didn't offend the Dragon Swordsman, he didn't believe that the Dragon Swordsman was embarrassed to pay him directly!

Anyway, he is also a personal disciple of the head of the Wind Thunder Sword Sect!

"Where did the guy come from?" Zhao Wufeng couldn't resolve his embarrassment now, and there was obvious anger in his eyes.

Without hesitation, Lin Ping introduced himself loudly: "The current head of the Wind Thunder Sword Sect, the fourth disciple of the personal lineage, Lin Ping!"

Hurry up and name your identity!

Add yourself a talisman.

Lest the Dragon Swordsman himself be a nobody, and he will be killed casually by accident, and Lin Ping will not even have time to use the 'Heaven Stealing Talisman' at that time.

As long as the Dragon Swordsman didn't dare to kill himself in seconds, then Lin Ping's life would be safe.

Zhao Wufeng sneered and said, "A small Wind Thunder Sword Sect is not much bigger than an ant's nest, and the identity of the head of the sect's disciple is remarkable in your opinion?"

Lin Ping was about to reply.

At this time, suddenly a loud and neutral voice outside the main hall exploded: "Where did the yellow-haired boy who doesn't know the height of the sky come from, he dares to insult my Wind Thunder Sword Sect in the territory of my Wind Thunder Sword Sect, is he impatient?"

Hearing the voice, the two elders, Wen Wan and Fu Hongyi, who were originally gloomy, suddenly had their eyes lit up, and they seemed to be waiting for help.

Lin Ping was also happy in his heart.

Fortunately, we finally have a master who can barely fight!

Finally, it will not be as passive and fearful as just now.

Soon, a middle-aged man with a strong figure and a very dissolute demeanor walked into the hall, who was a well-known top master in Jiujiang Mansion.

Jindan Realm Monk, Wild Wave Swordsman——— Hong Jianghai!

"Uncle Shi!"

Lin Ping shouted with a smile.

Hong Jianghai patted Lin Ping on the shoulder and said with satisfaction: "Yes, in just one month, my cultivation has improved a lot." It's a pity, I should have persevered to the end in the first place, and I missed a good apprentice by fighting with my senior brother for your kid!"

After finishing speaking, Hong Jianghai turned his head to look at the man in white, Zhao Wouji, and grinned strangely: "Boy, did you just say that my Wind Thunder Sword Sect is like an ant's nest?"

"What's the ......" Zhao Wufeng was not afraid, and he was about to admit it.

But before he finished speaking, Hong Jianghai's breath suddenly exploded, slapped him directly, and said coldly: "I'll kneel down for uncle!"

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