His hands were pressed against his chest, and under the palms was the sound of his strong and powerful heartbeat, his clothes were slightly open, his body temperature was hot, and in the sun, his bewitching cheeks were also covered with a hazy halo, and he was dressed in red, swept across the sky, and then fell to the ground leisurely on the street of the inn.

Putting Twelve down, his right hand lightly supported her waist, and he smiled and said, "Let's go." ”

Twelve was indifferent, with his support, and walked slowly towards the inn, and as soon as she crossed the market, she saw a large crowd of people blocking the outside of the inn, and they were pointing inside.

My heart fluttered.

"Damn it now, right?"

"I don't think he got up for a long time, is he really dead?"

"Who knows, why don't you go up and kick two feet?"

......

He's dead?

Who died?

A touch of ominous premonition in his heart was even worse, Twelve took a breath, pushed aside the crowd and came to the forefront, in the inn, the tables and chairs in the lobby were flying, a mess, stains of blood were sprinkled on the ground, there was a man in a black robe lying in the corner, Xiao Er and the shopkeeper were hiding under the counter and shivering, the guest room on the second floor, the door was closed, the lobby, there were traces of fighting everywhere, the scratches of the long sword, the bombardment of the fighting spirit, Twelve had a cold face, and entered the lobby with a robe.

Looking at the figure lying quietly on the ground in the corner, he walked over slowly, fixed his eyes, his pupils tightened suddenly, and his five fingers trembled at his side, "Who is it?"

A trembling voice spewed out of her mouth.

The people gathered outside the inn held their breath, pricked up their ears, and craned their necks to watch the movement inside.

Twelve exuded a dangerous aura all over her body, like a wounded lone wolf, and hidden under her seemingly calm exterior was a surging and earth-shattering Lang!

"Who the hell is ......" a hoarse roar, straight into the sky, twelve faces distorted by anger, eyes slowly swept over the people outside the inn, everywhere they went, there was frost everywhere, no one dared to look directly at her scarlet eyes, they all hung their heads, pretending to be innocent, pretending to be silent.

"You calm down first. Ling Yuhan walked up to her, gently patted her trembling back with his palm, looked back, walked steadily to the counter, and tapped his index finger on the countertop: "Come out!"

Xiao Er and the shopkeeper trembled and emerged from under the cabinet, with a look of horror on their faces.

"This knight...... We don't really know anything...... I really don't know......" They shook their heads incessantly.

"Give you the money and carry people up to the second floor. Ling Yuhan untied the money bag from his waist and threw it on the table, pointed at the seriously injured man in the corner, and ordered.

"Yes! Yes!" Xiao Er stuffed the money bag into his arms, trotted to the corner, helped Ming Ye up, picked him up, and went up to the second floor.

"Tell me, what happened?" Twelve turned his head to the side, his eyes were scarlet, as if he was going to eat people! The shopkeeper was shocked by her eyes! A cold air crawled on his back, his lips squirmed for a long time, he couldn't say a word, his legs trembled with fear, oh mom, where is this person, it is clearly the Yaksha of hell! How did he just meet such a killing god! Trouble and accidents all day long, affecting his little liver, and worrying all day long.

The shopkeeper wailed in his heart, and his face was terrified.

"Ruyi!" Qiu Lou's crisp voice came from behind him, and Twelve immediately turned around and saw her carrying Lan Xin in from the crowd, both of them in a mess.

"What's going on?" Twelve asked, pursing his lips, his eyes furrowed with a monstrous arc and his eyebrows cold.

Qiu Lou lowered his head uneasily, his eyes were red, "Yes...... It was the Xuannu Palace who did it......"

Rumble!

A sky-high rage surged in Twelve's chest, her feet were weak, and her whole person swayed, if it weren't for Ling Yu's cold eyes and quick hands to support her, I'm afraid she would have fallen long ago.

"What the hell is going on, tell me word for word!" she asked, gritting her teeth.

Qiu Lou choked and said: "Not long after you left, the maids of the Xuannu Palace came, they didn't say a word, they started beating people, I escorted Lan Xin to leave, and I was entangled with a maid tomorrow night, I was chased and killed outside the capital, and finally got rid of the other party, they were too ruthless, Lan Xin was slapped in the face, and now ...... I don't know how it hurts......"

Qing tears couldn't stop falling, the situation was critical, Qiu Lou alone couldn't protect Lan Xin and Ming Ye at all, so he could only fight and retreat, the other party came with seven people, besieging them, if it wasn't for Qiu Lou desperately protecting Lan Xin, I'm afraid that by now, she would have been dead on the street.

"Okay! what a Xuannu Palace!" The words squeezed out of his teeth were full of murderous intent, and he didn't say a word, turned his head and walked out.

"What are you doing?" Ling Yuhan dodged in front of her.

"Get out of here!" Twelve pushed him away, she was going to settle accounts with the Xuannu Palace!

"You forgot that you have injuries on your body now, just by yourself, what do you think you can do?" Ling Yu said coldly, shaking his head disapprovingly, "The most important thing now is to settle them first, and leave the matter of revenge to me." ”

Twelve's cold gaze fell on Ling Yuhan, he looked at her without flinching, and after a long time, Twelve turned around and said to Qiu Lou: "Let's go upstairs." ”

Seeing her come back to her senses, Ling Yuhan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, she was really terrifying just now, the whole person seemed to have crawled out of the abyss of hell! Even he, in that solemn murderous aura, did not feel the cold hair stand on end.

Helped Lan Xin onto the wooden bed in the guest room, Twelve took out the elixir to treat internal injuries from the ring, helped her body up, leaned on her arms, broke her mouth, and forcibly poured medicine into her, Qiu Lou changed the bloodstained clothes on her body, the injuries on her body were not serious, but the tendons and veins were blocked, and there was blood in her chest, which was much lighter than Ming Ye and Lan Xin, standing on the side of the bed uneasily, watching Twelve pour the potion into Lan Xin's mouth little by little, and her emotions were complicated.

Guilt, self-blame, regret.

If she could have been a little stronger, everything could have been avoided today!

"You take a break, too, and I'll go see tomorrow night. Twelve put Lan Xin on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and whispered coldly to Qiu Lou, and was about to go out.

"Ruyi!" Qiu Lou called anxiously.

"What's the matter?"

“...... I'm sorry. Qiu Lou was red-eyed and choked up, today in the inn, she is the only one who has a fighting spirit, but she didn't protect anyone, covering her face with her palms, Qiu Lou sobbed lowly.

Twelve's chest froze, her eyes were dark, her five fingers were clenched at her side, and after a long time, she said faintly: "No matter your business." ”

If you want to blame, you can only blame her, she was too careless, and she didn't expect that the people of Xuannu Palace would lead her away first, and then attack them.

Simply despicable!

A breath of evil breath in the chest is difficult to dissipate, twelve cold out of the room, next room, Ling Yuhan is healing for tomorrow night, his internal injuries are serious, sealed by steel needles seven muscles and eight veins, the fighting spirit has always been stagnant in the tendons and veins, and now it is hit hard, resulting in unsmooth qi and blood, so that he is unconscious, Ling Yuhan used his fighting qi to open up the blocked tendons and veins for him, washed away the blood in his body, and then gave him the elixir to treat internal injuries, before he turned over from the bed and stood up, the red clothes were placed in the air and rotated into a compass, and the person was placed, Ling Yuhan carried the kettle on the table, filled himself with a cup of tea, smelled the tea carefully, and took a small sip。

A light fragrance that fills the taste buds.

Twelve pushed the door in, walked to the edge of the bed, looked at Ming Ye, whose face was pale and still in a coma, gritted his teeth and asked, "How is his condition?"

"I'll wake up at night, don't worry, with me, I won't let anyone you care about have anything wrong. Ling Yuhan smiled enchantingly, but his words were extremely firm.

“xiexie。 Twelve spoke indifferently.

"Do we still need to talk about this?" Ling Yuhan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to pat Twelve's head, but she avoided it sideways, the smile on the corner of her mouth stiffened, her arm hung abruptly in midair, the atmosphere became awkward for a while, Twelve lowered his head and said nothing.

Ling Yuhan was silent for a while before he smiled: "Don't have such a terrible expression, leave this matter to me, and I will help you get ...... back"

"No need!" Twelve interrupted him in a cold voice: "My business, I will solve it myself, my revenge, I will avenge myself!"

She and him were just unrelated people, she didn't need to let him stand up for herself, not to mention, she must personally get this account back from the Xuannu Palace! A thousand times, a hundred times!

"Whatever you want," seeing that she had made up her mind, Ling Yuhan didn't force it, patted the red robe on her body, put the teacup on the table, and said with a smile: "If you need help, you can say it directly, your business is my business." With that, he turned and left the room, and opened an upper room at the counter, next to the room for tomorrow night.

Twelve didn't have the leisure to think about Ling Yuhan's ambiguous words at all, she sat sideways on the wooden chair, staring at the unconscious Ming Ye on the bed, the desire to become stronger in her heart became stronger than ever, and her teeth clenched.

She's too weak......

The sour glasses closed slightly, if she could be a little stronger, so strong that no one dared to underestimate her, dare not look down on her, so strong that everyone would not dare to hurt the people around her!

Sitting cross-legged on the chair, Twelve entered cultivation without even waiting for the wound on his shoulder to heal.

The aura of heaven and earth frantically drilled into the pores, condensed in the dantian along the tendons, just like the dry soil suddenly encountered rain, the dantian quickly absorbed the aura, and the airflow formed a small whirlpool, twelve even faintly felt the signs of breakthrough, the mind was empty, a heart focused on cultivation, the exhausted tendons and veins began to compress under the sudden influx of a large number of aura, the airflow was blocked in the tendons, the speed of circulation was slow, every step was moved, it was a pinprick pain!

The twelve strong endured the pain, and began to absorb the aura of heaven and earth more and more frantically.

Rumble!

There was a small explosion in the dantian, and the twelve hearts were all set, and in the next second, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she had broken through!

But that's not enough!

The surprise was only brief-lived.

It's just that with such strength, she can't avenge Lan Xin and them at all!

Twelve seemed to have fallen into a magic barrier, and as the sun set, Ling Yuhan came in from outside with side dishes in his own hands, and what he saw was the picture of Twelve's face blue and his brows tightly locked.

Oops!

He immediately put down the food in his hand, walked quickly to Twelve, put his hands on her back, and a steady stream of fighting qi poured into her body, pressing those wisps of air that were not controlled by Twelve into the dantian, helping her stabilize the cultivation foundation that had just broken through, and helping her clear the blocked tendons.

After half a cup of tea, Ling Yuhan withdrew his hand, opened his eyes and looked at the twelve who had woken up from his meditation, and scolded: "Do you know what it means to be quick but not reachable? Just now you almost had a demon." ”

"Demons?" asked Twelve.

"In short, you'd better not cultivate during this time, listen to me, I won't harm you. Ling Yuhan raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead for her, her heart palpitated, fortunately he found out early, and did not let the heart demon reside in her heart, what she needed to cultivate her fighting spirit was to concentrate and calm her qi, but Twelve, but she was dominated by the desire to become stronger, and almost produced a heart demon.

If there is a next time, maybe she will be overwhelmed by her own desires, and she will not wake up.

"I see. Twelve pursed his lips in response, and looked up at the unconscious Ming Ye, his face gloomy.

Xuannu Palace!

You wash my neck and wait!

Sooner or later, she will have to settle this account!