Lan Ling sat in his seat, still persuading Hongling beside him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Suddenly a voice came from behind: "Hello, can I have a few words with you?"

As soon as this voice came out, Hong Ling and Lan Ling's faces suddenly changed, and they hurriedly jumped up and looked back.

I saw the little beggar just now, his little face was red, and he stared at Lan Ling timidly.

Hongling glanced at Lan Ling beside him, then stepped in front of Lan Ling, and asked sharply: "Xiao Huazi, I didn't even notice that you walked behind us so silently!

Ning Tian really didn't have a good impression of this Hongling at all, and seeing that she was still domineering at this time, he couldn't help but return with some annoyance: "You really don't put gold on yourself, just a person like you, you are not qualified to let me beat you." You get out of the way, I'm going to talk to Sister Lan Ling!"

Hongling was just about to have a seizure, but Lan Ling behind her walked around her and said, "Auntie, don't be angry first." This little beggar doesn't look like a bad person, even if he is a cultivator, with so many of you masters here, he doesn't dare to do anything to me. Just say a few words, what's the harm in listening!"

Hongling shook his hand, stopped talking, took a step back, and stared at Ning Tian with his waist crossed.

Lan Ling smiled and said to Ning Tian, "Little brother, do you have anything to do with me?"

I have to say that Lan Ling's smile is very infectious, and two small dimples are embedded in the corners of his mouth, adding a touch of sweetness.

Ning Tian looked at Lan Ling's smiling face stupidly, and a wonderful feeling surged in his heart, warm and comfortable. At this time, hearing Lan Ling asking himself, Ning Tian's smiling face turned red again, and he stammered: "I, I picked up at the city gate, picked up a puppet! Maybe, I think it should be, it's yours!"

As he spoke, Ning Tian handed the puppet in his hand to Lan Ling.

As soon as this puppet appeared in front of Lan Ling, the smile on Lan Ling's face quickly disappeared, and he grabbed the puppet and stuffed it into his cuffs.

Ning Tian was taken aback by Lan Ling's actions, he didn't expect a soft girl to be so out of shape in an instant.

Lan Ling also ignored the pair of suspicious eyes of Hongling staring at him behind him, reached out and grabbed Ning Tian's hand, and pulled him to a corner of the staircase.

Ning Tian, who was caught by his hand, was completely stupid. Although he doesn't know much about the relationship between men and women, he is holding his hand tightly by a beautiful girl at this moment, and an instinctive sense of shyness arises spontaneously.

When the two of them arrived at the corner, Lan Ling said eagerly to Ning Tian, "What's your name?"

Ning Tian subconsciously replied: "Ning Tian!"

Lan Ling hurriedly said: "Okay, Ning Tian, I want you to swear to the sky now, don't mention this puppet to anyone!

When Ning Tian heard this, he couldn't help but be a little flustered, and hurriedly said, "But, my uncle also saw it just now!"

When Lan Ling heard this, he immediately became even more anxious, and almost said to Ning Tian with a crying voice: "This! Can you help me and make your uncle swear not to say it! Okay? Count me as a begging one! This is related to my mother's life!"

Seeing that Lan Ling was so flustered, Ning Tian's mind immediately surged with the thought of wanting to protect Lan Ling. He said firmly to Lan Ling: "I promise you! I, Ning Tian and my uncle, Guang Ming Venerable, will never mention the matter of wooden dolls to anyone, if there is any violation, it will be punished by heaven!"

Seeing Ning Tian so boldly issuing the Heavenly Dao Oath, Lan Ling's hanging heart finally let go, grabbed Ning Tian's hand with both hands, and said happily: "Brother Ning Tian! Lan Ling thank you! Thank you for keeping my secret!"

Being held by Lan Ling again, and facing Lan Ling's grateful smile at close range, Ning Tian didn't know what to say for a while, only felt that his little heart was beating much faster than usual.

"Bring that girl to me!" a crisp voice suddenly came from the stairs. Immediately after, a black shadow flashed behind Lan Ling, and a big hand suddenly grabbed Lan Ling.

This sudden change made the people of the Huanhua Sect in the distance have no time to react at all.

Seeing that the big hand was about to put on Lan Ling's shoulder, Lan Ling's shoulder shrank, and his body quickly slashed to the side. And at this moment, a dragon claw collided with the big hand.

Bang.

With a soft sound, the owner of the big hand drew a black shadow again, and then hit the tables and chairs far away, and for a while the tables and chairs shattered, and the huge cracking sound instantly spread throughout the entire restaurant.

At this moment, the eyes of everyone on the third floor did not look at the person who fell out, but looked at Ning Tian who was standing in the corner, one hand turned into a dragon claw and stretched forward.

Lan Ling, who was dodging to the side, looked at Ning Tian in surprise, she couldn't believe that this inconspicuous little beggar had such profound strength. The spiritual power fluctuations that erupted at that moment just now were felt most clearly by the blue spirit on the side. That pure spiritual power is definitely above his own cultivation.

Among the disciples under the age of fifteen in the Huanhua Sect, Lan Ling was a leader that no one could match. At the age of eight, he reached the cultivation of the Spirit Sect and was known as a genius who had not been encountered in Middle-earth for thousands of years. She was also designated as the holy daughter of the Huanhua Sect by the first elder of the sect, the blue and white mother-in-law.

But at this time, her heart was completely shocked by Ning Tian. She knew that Ning Tian must be younger than herself, seven, six, or five? Lan Ling didn't dare to think further. Although she couldn't be sure of Ning Tian's exact cultivation, she was sure that Ning Tian was at least a Spirit King, a Spirit King who was not yet eight years old!

In everyone's eyes, Ning Tian retracted the dragon claw as if he was nothing, and said to Lan Ling with a smile: "Sister Lan Ling, you go back to eat! I still have to go and explain to my uncle, so that he doesn't talk nonsense." ”

Lan Ling was pulled back to reality by Ning Tian's words, nodded hurriedly, and then said to Ning Tian with a smile: "When you have time, remember to come to the Huanhua Sect to play with your sister!"

Ning Tian nodded happily, just about to leave. Eight black-clothed people suddenly flashed around him and Lan Ling. A teenager in his teens, dressed in a lilac python-patterned robe, walked out from behind the man in black.

The young man is very handsome, holding a folding fan in one hand and behind his back with the other, looking quite generous. The young man stared at Lan Ling and said with a smile: "Xiao Wang Ximenfeng, I traveled to the north, and I saw that the girl was elegant and beautiful, and I admired it, and I had the heart to invite the girl upstairs to talk about it, I don't know if I can appreciate it?!"

Ximen Feng's words were very polite, but his tone was very arrogant, and he did not mean to consult.

When Lan Ling looked at Ximen Feng, he was already frosty, and coldly replied with three words, "Not interested!". After saying that, he raised his feet and left.

The two black-clothed men beside Lan Ling immediately stepped forward and blocked Lan Ling's way, but the attention of the two people was not on Lan Ling, but on Ning Tian not far behind Lan Ling.

Ning Tian saw that the other party had stopped Lan Ling, and just wanted to go up to relieve the siege. In the distance, Hongling and the disciples of the Huanhua Sect had already come behind the two black-clothed men.

Hongling's fiery temper was revealed again, his hands were full of spiritual power, and two sharp palms attacked the two black-clothed people at great speed.

The two men in black completely ignored the sudden attack behind them, and just gently puffed up the clothes on their bodies, and lightly turned Hongling's attack into nothingness.

This hand shocked Hongling, she knew that she had met a strong hand today. But at this time, the holy daughter of the sect is in danger, and if she retreats, she will definitely be severely punished by the sect. So, she stiffened her head, pulled out a long sword in her hand, and drank in her mouth: "The disciples of the Huanhua Sect listen to the order, form a hundred flower array, and take down these disciples!"

The disciples of the Huanhua Sect behind him drew their swords one after another, and with a shock of spiritual power, the tables and chairs in the hall were shaken aside, and a small battle formation was quickly formed in the vacant place. More than twenty long swords pointed at the eight black-clothed men and the purple-robed Ximen Feng.

The sharp sword qi was launched in an instant, covering the other party without any dead ends.

I have to say that these sect disciples do have some strength, coupled with the cooperation of the battle array, the sword qi that stabbed out, even if it is the strength of the Spirit Monarch level, I am afraid it will be difficult to retreat with all their bodies.

At this moment, a figure flashed at the staircase on the fourth floor, and then an invisible barrier instantly blocked the sword qi. One after another sword light flashed, and the barrier only trembled slightly, and all the sword qi was dissolved.

An old man in a black robe floated down from the fourth floor and came to the disciples of the Huanhua Sect. With a wave of one hand, a huge suction force snatched all the twenty swords.

The old man's hand seemed to have a huge magnet, and he sucked those swords firmly into the palm of his hand. Then he said lightly to the disciples of the Huanhua Sect: "Old man Heifeng, I also have some friendship with you Qinghua Elders, today's matter, for the sake of Elder Qinghua's face, the old man will not care about you." However, this little girl that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has taken a look at, the old man wants to take her away! You go back and talk to Elder Qinghua, this girl will become the imperial concubine of the Heavenly Machine Empire in the future! When the time comes, the old man will invite all the people of your Huanhua Sect to have a glass of wine, after all, you are also the maiden family of this girl!"

The words of the black-robed old man made all the disciples of the Huanhua Sect stunned, and only Hongling's face turned pale. After all, Hongling is older, and his status in the sect is quite high, and of course his knowledge is much broader than others.

When Hongling had just heard the old man say that his name was Hei Feng, her heart was already trembling. How many Black Winds can there be on the rivers and lakes? Except for the State Religion of the Heavenly Machine Empire, the Black Wind Venerable, the leader of the Black Evil Sect, who would dare to call it Black Wind?!

The Black Evil Sect is a powerful existence that ranks third among the nine major sects on all continents. Although the Huanhua Sect is also ranked among the nine major sects, it is the last one in the ranking. And the ranking of these nine major sects is definitely not in vain, it is sorted according to the strongest combat power actually reserved by each sect.

The two leaders of the Black Evil Sect, Black Wind and Blood Demon, are both Lingzun-level powerhouses, and their cultivation is the dark martial arts that make the world hear about it.

Knowing the identity of the other party, how could Hongling not be frightened and pale.

At this moment, in the corner of the lobby, an old voice came: "Black Wind Monster, it's all about children, what are you like a mad dog, running out and barking nonsense?