Han Fengfeng saw Ling Xiaoye walking away without looking back, until the figure was out of sight and her breath was not clear, she covered her chest, gasped for air, and collapsed to the ground.

A little better, the woman said to herself, "How could I, old fellow, suddenly want to beat this kid up! Am I crazy?"

As she spoke, a flush appeared on her face, and then she turned to her side, looked at her room, and said, "But why does this young man seem to have no feelings for me at all?

As she spoke, Han Fengfeng turned to the other side again, took a long breath, and said to herself: "I hope that Xuanlong Hanlu will be useful to him, and in the future, after I die, he will be able to protect this Han family!"

A moment later, a sigh rang out from the small house in the bamboo forest: "Why, he wasn't born one hundred and ten years earlier!"

The sky had already darkened, covering this bamboo forest with pitch black.

At the same time, Ling Xiaoye had already flown back to the side of the people of Qinglanmen.

Yue Ling'er and a few other little girls, as soon as they saw Ling Xiaoye landing, they ran up one after another, hugged Ling Xiaoye's thigh, and screamed.

And Ling Xiaoye touched their heads, smiled and said, "I'm back!"

Ling's reappearance made these people cheer:

"Master, you're really fine!"

"I've missed you for the past few months!"

"Woo, boss, we have embarrassed you, we were caught here, and we trouble you to come and save us in person......"

Facing the joy of these people with crying, Ling Xiaoye smiled and said, "Okay, okay, since everyone is okay, and the Han family has already compensated, then let's go!"

"I can't walk!"

"We were arrested for a few days, we didn't even have a good meal, and now we don't have much strength. ”

"Yes, I just realized that my stomach was rumbling for a long time, and I had been worried about the master, and I forgot about it!"

Everyone chattered, anyway, now the people of the Han family also obeyed Han Fengfeng's wishes and stopped doing anything to the people of Qinglanmen. So now they are in this Han Mansion, there is nothing to worry about.

Ling Xiaoye took a look at the situation around him, and the wounded who were tied to the fine iron shelf by him had already been rescued by the people of the Han Mansion.

In addition, Ling also remembered that he had arranged the formation at the west gate or the north gate of the Han Mansion, but it was not activated.

However, if the magic circle is not activated, it will be forgotten, it will be regarded as a trap for the Han Mansion to prevent people from using it.

The people of Qinglanmen were rescued.

The money for breaking Qinglanmen is also in hand.

The relationship that should be handled, he also dealt with Han Fengfeng.

As for the other family sects of the Wen family, the Mao family, and the Gude Sect, Ling Xiaoye naturally would not be afraid of them coming to seek revenge.

Especially the Wen family, it should have something to do with Tianyi Pavilion.

However, now Ling Xiaoye is sure that within two days, he, the head of the Qinglan Sect, defeated the Han family's Lingming Mirror master, and should be able to spread in Yuanjing City.

When the time comes, if the others want to move the Qinglans, then they have to think about it, at least there are two martial artists above the Spirit Mirror, and it is possible to come to Ling Xiaoye for revenge.

Of course, in Yuanjing City, there are really few families or sects that can have two Lingming Mirror martial artists, and they can be counted on their fingers.

In other words, if you want to find trouble with Ling Xiaoye, these dogs and cats are not qualified enough!

Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoye felt relaxed for a while.

However, he fell into a trace of anxiety again: how could hundreds of people return to Qinglanmen at the same time?

Moreover, it was already dark, and it was a little difficult to hurry.

But if you stay here, it is obviously not appropriate, so Ling Xiaoye asked Li Jiwei to count the people, take these people first, and leave the Han Mansion.

Soon, Li Jiwei finished nodding heads, and he reported back to Ling Xiaoye, saying, "There are two hundred and seventy-eight people in total, but there is one more person. ”

"Which one?"

Ling Xiaoye asked rhetorically.

"It's the guy who broke his hands and feet and let the two masters escort them back to Uncle Zhuang Meng!"

When Li Jiwei saw Ling Xiaoye asking, his eyes immediately widened and he explained.

Ling Xiaoye suddenly remembered that the guy with broken hands and feet was the commander of the black-handed bandit.

He suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "This Han Mansion is really messing around, and this guy has also been arrested." ”

But he just said that, and he quickly said to Li Jiwei: "Go and tell Guo Mingxin, call the two elders and Uncle Zhuang Meng, all the disciples, and evacuate the Han Mansion first!"

Ling Xiaoye made a big fuss about the Han Mansion, and seriously injured so many martial artists, and so much time had passed, he was also worried that after these families and sects got the news, they would have some other intentions.

So get out of here quickly, lest you have too many dreams at night.

The huge Han Mansion was beaten and killed by Ling Xiaoye, and more than a dozen Illusory God Realm powerhouses were tied up with a fine iron shelf, and they swaggered around the Han Mansion, which already made the people of the Han Mansion have fear of Ling Xiaoye.

In addition, Ling Xiaoye was able to defeat Han Fengfeng, a master of the Lingming Mirror, and forced Han Fengfeng to swear in public that he would never commit Qinglanmen again, which made the Han family even more shocked and frightened.

They were afraid that Ling Xiaoye would find trouble with them, so even if Ling Xiaoye and the people of Qinglanmen rested here in the Han Mansion, they didn't dare to come up and disturb them, so they could only hide from afar, for fear of getting into trouble again.

Facing the quiet Han Mansion, Ling Xiaoye walked at the back of the team and thought: It seems that the woman who is the mirror of the spirit is quite effective in speaking.

Ling Xiaoye and his party walked for about half an hour before they reached the west gate of the Han Mansion.

When they got outside, Ling Xiaoye remembered that the nearest bounty alliance hall was at least a dozen miles away.

If he had been alone, he would have arrived quickly, but now he was dragging a group of hungry and tired disciples who had been captured for several days, and he could only walk together.

He remembered that there was a lot of water and dry food in his Sumeru ring, so he simply took them out and distributed them to everyone, filling his stomach temporarily.

After the distribution was completed, Ling Xiaoye clearly felt that his body seemed to be hollowed out.

In fact, the duel between him and Han Fengfeng was the most mana-consuming true element.

Although there is no distinction between life and death, the use of those Dao intent attacks is really very costly.

"After dealing with these things, I need to get some rest!"

Ling Xiaoye muttered to himself.

He looked ahead, in the vicinity of this Han Mansion, there were not too many houses and streets, it was estimated that because of the big family, many people chose to stay away from this place, so it seemed wide and desolate.

In the dark night sky, there were suddenly five or six breaths!