Sixty-one within the Jingling

The two of them had only been hiding behind the tree for a moment before they heard movement coming from the mountain path down the hillside.

About a dozen women rushed from Jingling's position, all armed with weapons.

These people should be the reinforcements of the Frost Moon Sect.

Seeing the arrival of these people, Han Qingying gently clenched the Yanling knife in her right hand, ready for battle.

It's just that she didn't expect that these women had just stepped on the poison circle set up by Chen Ran on the ground, and the few people in front of them staggered for a while, staggering as if they had drunk wine.

The remaining women immediately stopped, but they still seemed to be affected by the poisonous powder, and their steps began to stiffen.

"Cover your mouth and nose and fight quickly!"

Chen Ran whispered to Han Qingying, and at the same time, his body jumped up suddenly, holding a big knife, like an arrow from the string, and rushed towards the women at the bottom of the hillside.

Han Qingying immediately held her breath and rushed down together.

The dozen or so women were trying their luck to fight against the poisonous powder, when they suddenly saw a pair of men and women rushing over like gods, and immediately drew their weapons to resist.

It's just that as soon as he lifted the weapon, he felt that his arm was sore, and he couldn't even resist.

Chen Ran and Han Qingying rushed into the crowd, like chopping melons and vegetables, and resolved the battle with great speed.

Occasionally, a few escaped back, but they were all caught up and killed by Chen Ran at a very fast speed.

In just a few moments, more than a dozen women all died under the knives of Chen Ran and Han Qingying.

Han Qingying has not been a fast catcher for a long time, and she has also killed Jiangyang thieves. But there has never been such a killing spree against a group of women as it is now. Even his hands trembled when he killed directly.

After the battle, Chen Ran repacked the poisonous powder on the ground and put it in a bag.

These poisonous powders are all refined with the medicinal materials of Hao's shopkeeper, and it is not easy to obtain, and what can be reused cannot be wasted.

Han Qingying looked at the corpses all over the ground, wiped the blood splashed on her face, and asked, "Cousin, do you want to light up the black smoke again?" ”

Chen Ran smiled: "Do you think they are fools, the first time it is possible to rescue, but the second time they may just scatter and escape." ”

He looked at the corpses all over the ground and thought to himself. These dozen or so people can't be compared with the first five people at all, and they didn't detoxify as soon as they were poisoned, obviously they were all crooked melons and bad dates.

Let such a number of people come to support, does it mean that Jingling has no follow-up at the moment?

At most, only one or two chieftains are there to preside over the big picture.

Originally, the death of Lady Huayin was a heavy blow to the Frost Moon Sect in Luoyang Mansion. Chen Ran was not even afraid of Mrs. Huayin, how could he be afraid of her subordinates.

The only difficulty is that Jingling is their base camp after all, and there may be some unexpected traps and traps in it.

However, if there really weren't any masters in it, Chen Ran wouldn't mind going in and exploring, maybe there would be some additional gains.

Thinking of this, Chen Ran's heart moved, and he said to Han Qingying: "Cousin, you go to meet Master Shi first, I want to go to Jingling." ”

When Han Qingying heard that Chen Ran was going to break into Jingling alone, she immediately said; "I'm with you!"

Chen Ran shook his head and said, "No, according to the situation of the Frost Moon Sect, it must be full of poison, and I can't take care of you alone." ”

Han Qingying thought about it for a while, and this was the same reason. Their Laojun Mountain originally had a set of internal skills for good mantras and heart purifications, which were specially used for detoxification. But she felt that she didn't need it, she didn't study it properly, and when she thought about it now, she regretted it very much.

Now I don't have a poison bead, which is indeed a bit of a drag. She nodded and hurried in the direction of Luoyang City, thinking that she could find Master Shi to pick up her cousin as soon as possible.

After Han Qingying left, Chen Ran cast the second weight of the void step and ran towards Jingling.

This place is actually very close to Jingling, and Chen Ran's pace is fast, so he rushed to the vicinity in just a while.

The so-called Imperial Mausoleum looks like a mountain bag.

The mountain bag is about eight zhang long, and Chen Ran can't see the top when he looks up. It is overgrown with pine trees, plus some shrubs, and it looks lush.

He walked around the mountain bag, and as soon as he turned an arc, he saw a woman standing on the side of the mountain bag.

"What people!" The woman shouted, then stepped forward with a knife.

Chen Ran didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, stepped forward and cut her over with a knife.

At the same time, a faint fragrance wafted into Chen Ran's nose. It tickled his nose, and at the same time he only felt his waist and knees weak.

'Soul Chaser. ’

The next moment, a force of Yi Jin Jing was condensed in his dantian, and he secretly lucked himself, and the feeling of soreness in his waist and knees suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, the woman was lying in a pool of blood, and behind her was a large stone gate that looked like a tomb gate.

Chen Ran tore off the woman's clothes, wrapped them in his hands, and slowly pushed the stone door open.

A corridor entered Chen Ran's eyes, and incense was inserted on both sides of the corridor, and the soul-chasing incense was emitted by these incense.

Chen Ran took advantage of the faint light of the incense to look inside, the corridor was very long, and it led diagonally to the mausoleum below, and it was dark at the end.

'Damn, it's a little oozing....'

He felt that there should be no ghosts in this world, so he walked in and walked slowly down.

Fang Cai's soul-chasing incense gave him a lot of confidence, if there was all this level of poison below, then he could consider going in and taking a turn.

The Frost Moon Sect has been in Luoyang for so many years, and maybe he has saved a lot of savings, so Chen Ran has no reason not to explore.

Chen Ran's steps were very light, and he soon disappeared into the darkness.

Walking in the dark, living like a year, I don't know how long it took, and finally a glimmer of light appeared.

The sound of two people's breathing was heard in front, and the corridor had come to an end.

During the time he passed through the Yongdao, Chen Ran encountered a total of three poisons. If it were an ordinary person, it would have been turned over by medicine at this moment. But for Chen Ran, it didn't have any effect.

Chen Ran held his breath and slowly paced forward.

Two figures slowly emerged from the wall behind the corridor. The two figures looked slender and slender, and they were supposed to be two women.

Chen Ran didn't want to alarm anyone, so he approached step by step, and finally reached the corner.

Judging from the shadows displayed on the wall, the two people seemed to be sitting opposite each other, looking very regular and quiet, and did not notice that someone had sneaked down the corridor.

Chen Ran took a breath slowly, holding the big knife in his hand, and rushed out from the corner with an arrow step, and the big knife in his hand was already raised towards the two people.

However, the next moment, his broadsword suddenly stopped in the air.

I saw the two people in front of me twisting their stiff necks, revealing a pair of bloody empty eye sockets, looking at Chen Ran like this.

And their eye sockets are eyeballless, and they are full of wriggling bugs.

They had no bodies from the neck down, but were tied to two skeletons made of wooden bars. The wooden strips were also crawling with wriggling heins.

This turned out to be a human stick made of hemorrhoids, just on the heads of two people.

In the dim illusion, Chen Ran's scalp tingled for a while, and it turned out that the slender figure he saw just now was not a real person, but just two shelfs for raising scabs.

The next moment, the scabs on the sticks of the two people seemed to smell the smell of people, and they immediately rushed towards Chen Ran.

'It's disgusting. ’

Chen Ran secretly cursed in his heart, and the big knife in his hand suddenly swept across, and the powerful qi wave immediately scattered the crowds of scabs and flew up.