("Bang!")

The purple sword light flashed away, and Murong Xiong's body fell straight down, and the blood on his chest flowed out as if he didn't want money.

The corpse of Murong Xiong, who collapsed to the ground, stared at the boss with a pair of eyes, obviously he didn't know until he died, who killed him.

Completely shocked by the series of dramatic changes in front of them, Ling Tianba and his subordinates were stunned for a while, until Ling Qingyan's body on the side seemed to have completely lost its strength, and fell to the ground with a "bang", which made them completely come back to their senses.

Call!

Just when Ling Tianba was about to take two steps forward to help Ling Qingyan up, a figure suddenly slid close like a ghost, and after a while, he had already come to the middle between Ling Qingyan and Liu Yanran.

The figure is revealed......

Dressed in a gray robe, the gray hair showed that he was already close to old age, but the purple cold glow that instantly converged on the long sword in his hand made Ling Tianba stunned!

"Uncle!"

In the midst of the horror and inexplicability of Ling Tianba and the others, Liu Yanran noticed that the hand that grabbed her neck had left, although her neck was still a little sour and painful, she still boldly opened her eyes, and at a glance she saw the old man in front of her who was not angry and self-threatening, with a touch of doting in his eyes.

"Uncle ......"

Suddenly threw herself into the old man's arms, the girl's eyes turned red in an instant, and the grievances in her stomach suddenly erupted...... Uncle, people think they will never see you again, they will never see their master, they will never see their brothers and sisters!"

"Yanran, it's okay, Uncle Shi has already slaughtered the rabbit cub who provoked you!"

Gently patting the girl's back, the old man persuaded him, but his eyes were crossed with a coldness, staring at Murong Xiong's corpse.

The Murong family, such a great majesty, actually bullied the head of my Heavenly Sword Sect.

And it's the treasure in the sect who offends, the aunts and grandmothers of the whole sect! After going back, maybe it's time to discuss it with the senior brother in charge...... Over the years, the sect has rarely taken action, and families like the Murong family and the Nangong family seem to have completely forgotten our majesty!

Hmph! This time, they even wanted to get a piece of the "Yonghuang Dian" incident, and they didn't want to see if they could eat it!

"That's right! Brother Qingyan!"

Liu Yanran had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and finally remembered Ling Qingyan, who had been forgotten by her on the side.

"Brother Qingyan, Brother Qingyan!"

Liu Yanran squatted beside Ling Qingyan, who was unconscious, and kept shouting, tears flowing.

"Girl, don't worry, he's only temporarily unconscious. ”

The sword elder of the dignified Heavenly Sword Sect saw that the treasure in the sect was crying, and he was also anxious for a while, and coaxed him repeatedly.

"Really?"

Liu Yanran saw that Ling Qingyan on the ground didn't mean to come to her senses at all, and obviously didn't believe it.

"Alas......"

Fan resolutely sighed, his tone was a little boring, "Our girl has grown up, and she has begun to doubt Uncle Qi's words." ”

"Uncle, I'm not ......"

Liu Yanran just wanted to apologize to her uncle, but when she saw the hint of ridicule on her uncle's face, she couldn't understand, "Uncle, you did it on purpose!"

"Haha!"

Looking at Liu Yanran, who was smiling and smiling, Fan Yiran suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then burst out laughing.

Moment.

"Senior ......"

When Fan resolutely stopped laughing, Ling Tianba on the side dared to speak out, but the hesitation in his voice still showed that he was restrained at this time.

After all, it was a real purple-level martial artist standing in front of him, and it was the first time in his life that he was naturally a little apprehensive about approaching a purple-level martial artist so closely!

"Don't worry, this matter has nothing to do with your Ling family, if the Murong family dares to do something to your Ling family with this matter, I will never stand by!"

Ling Tianba's eyes that kept rolling on Murong Xiong's corpse could not be concealed from Fan Yiran, "You guys are going to travel, if you don't leave, the sky will almost be dark." ”

Receiving the assurance of the purple-level martial artist in front of him, Ling Tianba immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but then his eyes kept turning on the convoy and Ling Qingyan, who had fainted, and his heart was entangled.

This time, the goods are guaranteed with the Natian family, and they will definitely be delivered on time!

The reputation of the Ling family's weapons shop is at stake...... But Ling Qingyan is in a coma now, and it's not easy for him to leave!

Just as he was about to grit his teeth and decide to send Ling Qingyan back-

"You don't have to worry about this little guy, if you can trust him, we will help you take care of him and send him back to the Ling family absolutely unharmed!"

Fan resolutely looked at the decision on Ling Tianba's face and couldn't help but nod secretly.

This upright man really has an appetite for him, so he might as well help him, and what happened to this little guy on the ground before also made him, a purple-level martial artist, very interested.

"Trustworthy! Trustworthy!" Ling Tianba nodded fiercely.

Joke!

If you can't believe what a purple-level martial artist says, then who else can believe what she says?

Seeing this purple-level martial artist-level old man helping Ling Qingyan up, Ling Tianba secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes full of concern swept past Ling Qingyan, before he walked to the side of the convoy and commanded his men to move forward again.

"Uncle Shi, let's heal Brother Qingyan's injuries first, and then send him back to the Ling family, he was injured because he saved my ......"

Looking at Ling Qingyan, who had been picked up by his uncle, Liu Yanran's eyes were worried.

"Good, good!"

Fan resolutely replied, but he was thinking about other things in his heart.

In fact, these days, every time Liu Yanran sneaks out to play alone and hides from everyone, he knows it.

Knowing that this little girl has been bored and depressed in the sect and has no one to accompany him, he doesn't break it, but he has been following her far behind for a few days, for fear that she will be hurt a little bit.

Ling Qingyan has been with Liu Yanran for the past few days, he can't understand it or not, he only thought that he was a child of the Ling family with some tutors! But what happened before completely overturned his thoughts in the past few days.

In fact, when the people of the Murong family had just made a move on Liu Yanran, he wanted to make a move.

But at the moment when he was about to make a move, he was shocked by the pale green true power that suddenly came out of Ling Qingyan's hand...... Ling Qingyan's age, he has also understood clearly in the past few days, a fifteen-year-old boy.

The fifteen-year-old green-level martial artist also made his Gujing Wubo's heart tremble, causing him to be in a daze for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Qingyan had already fallen to the ground injured, and when he wanted to make a move for the second time, the changes that had occurred in Ling Qingyan's body shocked him even more, the tyrannical and murderous aura that appeared out of thin air, even if it was dozens of feet away, he could still clearly feel it.

At that moment, a strange thought even flashed through his mind:

This boy can definitely kill the Murong family's blue-level junior martial artist!

"Tyrannical, murderous...... That aura is definitely not caused by the martial artist's own ability, but an external force?"

On the way back, Fan resolutely kept thinking, and a pair of white eyebrows were tightly entangled.

Suddenly, Fan Yiran's mind flashed with inspiration, as if he had thought of something, his heart trembled slightly, obviously a little incredulous, looking at Ling Qingyan who had fainted in his arms, his eyes had completely lit up.

"Talent Totem!"

ps: The sword elder looked at Qing Yan's gaze, and the thief was bright...... Xiao Ye looked at everyone's eyes, and he was also a thief...... Recommended votes--tt