"Broken Monkey, are you alright?"

"Don't call the master, the master is dead!" The ink monkey crawled out of it, covering its head with a pair of paws, and a large red bag on its head, as if its ass had grown on its head.

That was so joyful, Luo Qingyin burst out laughing.

The ink monkey glared at her angrily: "Break off friendship, I want to break off friendship with you!" ”

Seeing that it was full of qi and there were no injuries on its body, Luo Qingyin put his mind at ease and walked into the cave with Ziyunchen on his back.

Zi Yunchen was unconscious, the weight of her whole body was pressed on her body, and Luo Qingyin exerted light skills all the way, tired enough.

Ignoring the dirt on the ground, Luo Qingyin put him on the ground and gasped.

A large cave, covered with dry leaves and weeds, and a burnt fire, was apparently a safe place for adventurers to stay.

Luo Qingyin probed Zi Yunchen's snort, and said to the ink monkey who was squatting at the door, scratching his head and ears: "Is there any hangover medicine nearby?" ”

The ink monkey subconsciously covered his stomach, "No, squeak." ”

"I can only wait for him to wake up." Luo Qingyin sighed helplessly, put the firewood piled up on the side together, and lit it.

The best way to avoid being chased by the Medicine King Palace was to stay by Zi Yunchen's side.

But the premise is that he can't be unconscious!

The way he is now, not only can he not help her, but he has become a burden.

After dialing the burning firewood, Luo Qingyin leaned against the stone wall and said tiredly: "Broken monkey, if someone comes, you squeak." ”

The ink monkey grimaced: "Squeak." ”

Luo Qingyin closed her eyes reassuringly.

The ink monkey squatted in front of the bonfire, scratched his head, and played by himself, but after a long time, a pair of dripping eyes looked outside, and suddenly disappeared.

In the quiet night, the cold smoke quietly appeared in front of the stone cave, and when she fell off the cliff, she luckily caught an arm-thick vine and did not fall, and when Luo Qingyin left, she quietly got up and pursued all the way.

Luo Qingyin has always been cautious, but after all, she was carrying Zi Yunchen on her back, and many traces were not wiped so cleanly, and she actually found her in the cave.

Looking at Luo Qingyin, who was resting against the stone wall, Han Yan showed an extremely cold and vicious smile, which looked extremely weird and vicious under the dim light of the crescent moon.

Gong Danting was already on her way to the Nine Thousand Four Hundred and Thirty-Two Peaks, she must kill Luo Qingyin tonight, she must not let Gong Danting see Luo Qingyin and Zi Yunchen reach the Nine Thousand Four Hundred and Thirty-two Peaks together!

Stroking the dagger in his sleeve, Hanyan was about to surprise when he suddenly sensed something and turned his head sharply.

Outside the cave, a palm-sized ink monkey squatted on a stone and looked at her with a pair of round eyes, the color of his whole body blending with the night, and she could hardly have noticed it if it weren't for the fact that those eyes were too bright.

Looking at each other, the ink monkey screamed, "Squeak." ”

Never let a monkey ruin her good deeds!

Hanyan quietly leapt upwind, took out a vial of poison, and pulled the lid open.

A puff of smoke drifted out of the bottle, and the ink monkey on the stone suddenly disappeared.

Hum!

Han Yan's figure suddenly flashed, appearing behind Luo Qingyin at an incomparable speed, and the cold dagger wiped away Luo Qingyin's neck.

It was the Assassin's most sophisticated and effective move, cutting his throat!

Hanyan actually knows the art of assassins.

At this moment, the sleeping Luo Qingyin suddenly disappeared.

Not good! The cold smoke leaped away, dodging the stones that shot from behind him. She turned her head in disbelief, and Luo Qingyin stood three feet behind her, looking at her with a smile.

"What a coincidence, we're meeting again."

Hanyan looked Luo Qingyin up and down, and the more he looked, the more surprised he became.

Luo Qingyin still doesn't have the slightest bit of mystery on his body, and he is an ordinary waste material that can't be more ordinary.

She can avoid the attack, she can use the moire bamboo umbrella, but she can even dodge the fatal blow just now.

There was absolutely no way she didn't cultivate.

She must have used some kind of treasure, not only deceived her, deceived her two sisters, but also deceived Zi Yunchen and deceived the whole world!

A thick killing intent flashed in Han Yan's eyes.

"Are you wearing something to hide your mystical energy and deliberately fool me?"

Luo Qingyin spread his hands, "What do you say?" ”

"Suffer death!" Han Yan suddenly threw the bottle containing the poisonous mist at Luo Qingyin's feet, and the dagger swung out, and the cold light suddenly appeared, attacking Luo Qingyin again.

Luo Qingyin didn't seem to expect her to be so fast, and the cloud pattern bamboo umbrella that she had just taken out came out of her hand.

Losing the magic weapon is equivalent to losing the protection of life.

Han Yan's eyes showed a light that was bound to win.

This time, she will definitely be able to slash Luo Qingyin's hand under the knife!

However, Luo Qingyin was not afraid, but a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The night breeze blew, the black cloak fluttered with the wind, but her face was like a flower blooming in the sun in the dark night, dazzlingly beautiful.

There was no killing intent on her body, nor did she have a cold aura.

Suddenly......

Hanyan felt a shiver behind him.

She wanted to look back, but Luo Qingyin stood in front of her, she didn't dare!

The moire bamboo umbrella that had already flown out suddenly appeared behind Han Yan, shining with green light, and the tip of the umbrella pierced Han Yan's back.

Han Yan screamed, and his body fell forward by inertia, as if he was sent to Luo Qingyin.

"Isn't it a surprise?"

Luo Qingyin opened his mouth lightly.

Hanyan couldn't answer anymore.

Blood dripped down her neck like a sparkling red pearl. She looked at Luo Qingyin weakly, and completely understood in her heart that Luo Qingyin was not a waste material.

But she woke up too late.

"Walk slowly, don't send."

Luo Qingyin drew his dagger, and Han Yan collapsed to the ground weakly.

The dagger was cold and light, but there was not the slightest trace of blood.

"The dagger is okay, the ground is inferior, squeak." The ink monkey jumped in from outside the cave, with a flattering look, talking about a dagger in his mouth, but looking at the small bag on Hanyan's waist.

"It's not for me, no matter how good it is, it's useless." Luo Qingyin casually threw the dagger into the ring, searched for the burden of cold smoke and threw it to the ink monkey, "Take it." ”

The ink monkey squeaked excitedly and poured out all the contents of the bag.

In addition to everyday items and elixirs, there were poisons, weapons, and a quaint scroll of earthy yellow.

With a wave of his paw, the ink monkey threw the scroll into Luo Qingyin's arms, "Master only needs the pill, and the rest will be given to you, squeak." ”

"What is this?" Luo Qingyin opened it casually, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, a scroll of earth-attribute mortal high-grade exercises, called the Imperial Earth Jue.

The exercises of ordinary products are earth attributes, and even Mama Xie can't use them.

Luo Qingyin pursed his lips and threw it into the ring.

The fight with Hanyan consumed a lot of internal force, and the internal force that was finally recovered was suddenly wiped out.

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