Snow ginseng dolls and ink monkeys usually only look for rare spirit grasses, and the scarcity is common spirit grass.

Luo Qingyin nodded approvingly: "I'll go out to buy it, by the way, the mentor and Jimo have no intention, you obediently guard here, and no one should open the door when they come over." ”

The snow ginseng doll immediately crawled out of the ice spring and hugged her legs naked: "People go too." ”

"Don't run around." Luo Qingyin used Xuan Qi to help him dry his body, took out a piece of clothing to help him put it on, and frightened, "There is a big bad wolf outside, if you are accidentally taken away by the big bad wolf, what should I do?" ”

Lei Yan opened his mouth cooperatively and yawned: "Whew! ”

Snow Ginseng Doll: "...... Immature. ”

A little doll with a big fart said seriously, and others were naïve, how they looked at it, how happy.

Luo Qingyin laughed out loud.

However, she still didn't bring the snow ginseng doll, pulled her hair simply and casually, inserted the Qinshui jade hair ornament given by Ziyunchen on her head, and went out alone.

The early morning of Hongyun City is very moving, not noisy or boring, the sun shines softly, occasionally a few warriors pass by, and they do not get dust on the ground.

But this day is an exception.

After the martial law in Hongyun City, Zhao Jinyan's men not only patrolled the whole city, but also guarded the Dengyun Tower murderously!

When Luo Qingyin walked out of the portal platform of the Dengyun Tower, Zhao Jinyan's subordinates did not find out that she was Luo Qingyin at the first time...... After all, a person with hair and a bald head feel very different.

When Luo Qingyin walked out of the gate of the Dengyun Tower, one of the black-clothed men inadvertently turned his head, and when he saw her back, he suddenly realized that he had lost his eyes, and shouted, "Stop!" ”

Luo Qingyin immediately swept up and swept towards the pharmacy like a flying swallow.

She was so busy that her legs ached so hard that she didn't want to confront them at all.

The guards immediately wanted to catch up, but the first man in the blue cloak just sneered: "Luo Qingyin, who is ranked tenth on the list of heavenly generals, must take the child when she goes out, and now that she goes out alone, the child must still be in the cloud tower, we can just wait for the rabbit." ”

After a while, Luo Qingyin bought all the medicinal herbs and put them in the blessing bag, turned around and walked back to the Ascending Cloud Tower.

When the men in black saw her coming back from a distance, they all threw admiration at the man, and they scattered in a well-trained manner, forming an encirclement.

When Luo Qingyin walked to the door of the Dengyun Tower, the man in the blue cloak took two steps forward and stopped in front of Luo Qingyin's door, and said with a very polite attitude: "In the dismount horse, on the orders of His Royal Highness Zhao Jinyan Zhao, please go to Hongyun Valley." ”

The corners of Luo Qingyin's lips hooked up a shallow arc: "What is the reason?" ”

Ma Jun said in a deep voice: "It's about the theft of Hongyun Valley, and the theft of Jinyue Yanluo. ”

The curvature of Luo Qingyin's lips widened a few points: "You mean, Jin Yue Yanluo was stolen by me?" ”

"No, everyone who was there last night was suspicious." Ma Jun made a gesture of please, "Please follow along." ”

"Jin Yueyan Luo has three layers of defensive array alone, who can steal it?" Luo Qingyin stared at him and said with a smile, "Who knows if your Highness Zhao deliberately used this way to lure us back to Hongyun Valley and kill us one by one." ”

Ma Jun's gaze swept over her face, and he said coldly: "Are you toasting and not eating and drinking?" ”

Luo Qingyin didn't answer, and directly acquiesced.

"In that case, I can't help you!"

As soon as the words fell, Ma Jun raised his hand, and a snow-bright blade came out of nowhere, drawing a chilling rainbow, and the compelling anger instantly pounced on Luo Qingyin.

Luo Qingyin's hand pressed on the hilt of the sword.

His movements, his eyes, the light of the sword, and the dust slowly falling in the air were incomparably clear in her eyes.

Temporarily pressing the idea of drawing the sword, Luo Qingyin performed the Flower Phoenix Dance Steps, avoiding the blade as if in a fright, Ma Jun's knife swept against her hair, brushing the ground and cutting off a strand of hair.

Ah, her ill-fated hair!

Looking at the hair slowly falling in the air, Luo Qingyin's eyes showed a look of surprise: "Wuhou? ”

With a little thought, she understood.

As one of the top ten people on the Heavenly Generals List, Luo Qingyin can be said to be invincible at the same level, and it is normal to force her to Hongyun Valley and dispatch Wuhou.

Ma Jun's figure flashed suddenly, his movements were as fast as the wind, and he melted into the morning air like a phantom, only the snow-bright knife and his emotionless eyes made people's hearts palpitate.

Confirming his cultivation, Luo Qingyin no longer dodged, the Five Elements Sword let out a short scream, and a scorching streamer flashed from the sword body, swinging down.

The silver light flashed, like a dragon entering the sea, rushing and roaring, Luo Qingyin's palm was full of energy, and the weapons collided together, Luo Qingyin only felt that an incomparably strong force rebounded back along the tip of the sword.

Airplanes!

The Five Elements Sword let out a scream, and the tip of the sword trembled.

Luo Qingyin's wrist was raised, and the tip of the sword swept straight towards the opposite side with the aura of rolling thunder, and another strand of hair fell down...... It's just that Ma Jun's good hair crown was actually cut, and the sword qi also cut off his hair!

The revenge of this cut hair was avenged too quickly, so fast that Ma Jun gave birth to the illusion that she could be at ease even in the face of Wuhou, and suddenly her heart was shocked, and the sword light surged over like a mountain of sea.

The difference between a military general and a martial artist is not just a realm.

Xuanqi, combat power, and prediction are all not on the same level.

The knife in Ma Jun's hand suddenly grew two feet, and suddenly crossed the Five Elements Sword in Luo Qingyin's hand, and slashed towards her shoulder with lightning speed.

Rao is Luo Qingyin reacted sensitively, and she didn't have time to withdraw her hand, seeing that the knife was in front of her, the five fingers of her left hand were clenched into a fist, and with a "bang" sound, Shengsheng knocked the back of the knife off by two points, and there was still a deep wound on the shoulder.

Ma Jun laughed, and the knife suddenly reversed, stabbing straight into her neck: "Either die, or follow me!" ”

Luo Qingyin took a few steps back sideways, the Five Elements Sword changed from his right hand to his left hand, the sword momentum suddenly became a little more powerful, the murderous aura was awe-inspiring, and the move was fatal, and the red streamer-like sword shadow crossed the morning mist, and in a piece of sword light, it was like a lightning bolt falling straight down, tearing through layers of moon-like sword light.

Ma Jun suddenly felt a capital groove in his heart.

Luo Qingyin's left hand turned out to be more ruthless than his right hand!

It's just that when there is an injury on the body, the harder and stronger the action, the faster the blood will flow.

Looking at the blood droplets splashing on her shoulders, Ma Jun changed his previous fierceness and began to play in a spring breeze and rain, attacking from all directions, forcing Luo Qingyin to tear the wound bigger, and add a few new wounds to her from time to time.

There was warm blood splashed on her face, and Luo Qingyin's eyebrows frowned slightly.

She didn't want to lose both...... However, she couldn't go.

The legs are hurting, the injuries are getting worse, Hongyun City is under martial law again, Zhao Jinyan's people are guarding the Dengyun Tower, and the rest of the people are recuperating in the tower.

She held the sword in one hand, and a kind of embattled pathos rose in her heart.

Mao Dun Literature