Chapter Ninety-Five: Returning Home
The white tiger was suddenly startled, the instinct of the beast made it feel afraid, the hairs on its body exploded, its eyes stared at Luo Xinlan, and its body retreated little by little.
Although it does not know what will happen, it firmly believes that this human is dangerous!
The milky white glimmer condensed on Luo Xinlan's body, becoming more and more prosperous, more and more intense, like a small sun, there was wind in the air, and those winds condensed into substance, like a blade, cutting everything, and some demon beasts that were not in a hurry were directly cut out of thin wounds.
Seeing this, several members of the city guard hurriedly grabbed the demon beast in front of them and quickly hid in the demon beast group.
"Whoa......"
Bursts of terrible beast roars spread in all directions.
Those wind blades condensed towards Luo Xinlan like sharp swords, destroying everything along the way, countless demon beasts were cut into flesh and blood, even the city guards hiding in the corpses, some were affected, tearing through the holes that were not visible to the naked eye, and then blood oozed from the inside.
Only Jiang Ning, with his physical strength, could barely withstand the invasion of these wind blades, but he was also grinning in pain.
Countless wind blades all converged in Luo Xinlan's palm, condensed into a ball of light, and then Luo Xinlan gently withdrew.
The white tiger wanted to dodge, but it seemed to be frozen at this time, and under Luo Xinlan's gaze, it couldn't move, and could only watch the ball of light smash towards itself.
As soon as the ball of light touched the white tiger, it exploded immediately, and countless small wind blades quickly cut its body, and those wind blades rotated at high speed, and in an instant, the white tiger's skin was twisted, and a large piece of minced meat flew away, the white tiger howled, and the sound became weaker and weaker, and in less than ten seconds, it was only a white skeleton left.
Performing such moves, Luo Xinlan seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his eyes turned black, and his body fell softly.
The last scene in his sight was Jiang Ning rushing over, seemingly shouting something.
Boundless exhaustion enveloped her, and she finally closed her eyes and lost consciousness completely.
"Team Luo?"
Jiang Ning hugged Luo Xinlan's body and shook her vigorously, but Luo Xinlan didn't react at all, he quickly touched Luo Xinlan's neck and probed her pulse, fortunately, his heart didn't stop, it should be too much energy.
Without the slightest hesitation, he picked up Luo Xinlan, then quickly rushed out of the scene, dragged Zheng Qingyun on the edge, and then quickly came to the van that had been completely scrapped, stuffed the two of them into it, and quickly took out the inscription whiteboard, quickly drew a low-level defensive formation for Luo Xinlan, and then activated the formation, forming a thin layer of light, shrouded in Luo Xinlan.
This defensive formation is the lowest formation recorded in the book sent by Situ Sanlang before, and it can't prevent the fourfold martial artists of Qiling, but ordinary people can still prevent it, and then Jiang Ningyou returned to the scene, pulled Xu Qianqian out, and let her stay by the two of them.
And he himself rushed into the group of demon beasts again and continued to fight with the demon beasts.
After killing the White Tiger of the Transcendent Realm, and Luo Xinlan's Wind Blade had also killed a large number of demon beasts before, plus he had broken through to the Ninth Layer of Enlightenment, there were no more demon beasts that could pose a threat to him in the field, Jiang Ning quickly eliminated a batch of demon beasts, greatly reducing the pressure on the team members.
Then he quickly rushed into the depths of the alley, and the corpses of demon beasts were everywhere along the way.
Inside, Situ Sanlang was resisting with difficulty, Jiang Ning was silent, and killed all the way in, and now he, even if it was just a random punch, could pose a great threat to those ordinary demon beasts.
"Your kid is finally here, if you don't come again, my old man will be here!"
Seeing Jiang Ning coming, Situ Sanlang inside couldn't help but smile happily, and then stopped continuing to draw the inscriptions, and released a passage for Jiang Ning to enter the house.
After a short rest inside, Jiang Ning quickly recovered his energy and aura, and then came out to sweep around again, killing the demon beasts in the field, and then brought Situ Sanlang out and joined the team members who were hanging colors outside.
After a while, the police officers and paramedics who were outside the rescue also arrived here, and the team members got into their cars and received systematic treatment.
Then Jiang Ning and Xu Qianqian sent Luo Xinlan and Zheng Qingyun to the ambulance, and then handed Situ Sanlang to a team of members who came later, and then he found a place to scrub the blood stains on his body, and then stepped on the bus to go home.
I didn't go home for a few days, a thin layer of dust accumulated in the room, and Jiang Ning didn't bother to clean it, so he directly washed himself again, changed into clean clothes, and then fell asleep.
By the time he woke up, it was noon the next day.
Hungry, he went out to the buffet to have a big meal, and finally Shi Shiran left the restaurant under the boss's shocked expression.
The sun is blazing outside, and before you know it, it's almost June, and there will be a martial arts exam in another month. The attack of the demon clan in Qingping Lane and Huangye Town has not affected the prosperity here in Jiangbei, those who go shopping are still shopping, and those who are happy are still scattering joy, and today is no different from the past.
Jiang Ning walked to the bubble tea shop and bought a cup of iced sour plum soup, which was cold and cold.
He sat on the stone pier of the square, sucking the soup, while looking at the girls in hot clothes under the scorching sun, looking at the TV playing in the light sign in the square, watching the people coming in and out of the mall, looking at the prosperity and prosperity, and suddenly he felt as if something was growing.
Then he finished sour plum soup, threw the cup in the trash, and walked slowly to a large supermarket.
He pushed the cart past the shelves one by one.
Looking at the dazzling array of goods, he wanted to buy a lot, but he didn't want to buy them so much. These are the things he used to crave so much when he had no money, but now he doesn't have that interest. He didn't know if he had changed, but there were many things that he might never go back to.
In the end, he didn't buy anything, pushed the cart aside, rejoined the other carts, and then silently walked out of the supermarket under the strange expressions of some people.
"Hey, this handsome guy—"
Someone behind him was shouting.
Jiang Ning looked back in surprise, she was a good-looking girl, seventeen or eighteen years old, with green and immature on her face, enthusiasm and shyness in her eyes, she was wearing a white T-shirt, revealing youth and firepower, wearing a shallow ponytail, holding a stack of leaflets in her arms, she took out one from it and handed it to Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning took it and took a cursory glance, it was the enrollment information of a martial arts hall, and the location was quite close to his house, but Jiang Ning was usually busy with cultivation and didn't notice these at all.
Seeing that the girl wanted to speak, Jiang Ning immediately said, "I'm sorry, I have no plans to report to the martial arts hall for the time being." ”
The girl's enthusiasm was undiminished: "It's okay to take a look, we charge very cheaply, and the teachers are all masters, and a few of them have retired from the city guards, and they have a lot of combat experience." ”
An unpredictable smile appeared on Jiang Ning's face: "City Guards? ”