"Huh!"

Ling Ge swept with a sword, and powerful spiritual power poured into it, like a gang wind cutting the necks of several people.

Steward Zhao finally stabilized his mind and shouted with a trembling voice: "It's her!" Kill her and give her an errand to the master! ”

Only then did the rest of the people find the main backbone, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Ling Ge in unison.

Ling Ge laughed, "Miss Ben is standing here still, you guys come and die!" ”

The sword light in the house was everywhere, and a circle of people rushed up, Ling Ge slashed left and right, kicked forward and kicked, sometimes like a wild goose spreading its wings, sometimes like a goshawk striking hard, the movements were chic and smooth, and Shengsheng danced an ordinary saber out of a shock.

Although facing the enemy a hundred times, there is no decline!

Most of the people who rushed up only blocked one or two moves before they fell to the ground, and even if they didn't die, they were frightened by Ling Ge at this time.

Ling Ge killed more than twenty people, and although he fought vigorously, his opponent was too weak and lacked a little fun.

So she set her sights on a few leaders and stewards who had cultivated a little higher.

It is said that the cultivation is a little higher, but in fact, the highest is the three-star gray spirit realm cultivation, they can block Ling Ge Shi's attack, and the posture of falling to the ground is a little more stubborn.

But it still can't change the outcome of the inevitable loss.

After Ling Ge had killed half of the leaders, the rest of the people finally had the idea of retreating, glanced at each other, and all fled outside the house.

Ling Ge evoked a bloody sneer, "Want to leave?" Did you ask me? ”

"Click!"

The sword light was everywhere, and the deserted hut finally couldn't bear this powerful spiritual power, and it exploded in an instant, and the pieces of wood scattered everywhere, all hitting those who wanted to escape.

Ling Ge followed closely, reaping their lives mercilessly like the Grim Reaper, the spiritual power in her whole body surging, unconsciously exuding a coercion that everyone could not resist.

Death has become so simple and liberating.

When the courtyard was quiet again, the boiling spiritual power slowly subsided, Ling Ge closed her eyes, and everything around her was clearly reflected in her mind, grass and trees, wind blowing and leaves shaking.

This is a manifestation of more solid spiritual power.

Suddenly, she noticed a little movement, smiled softly, and threw out the bundle of spirit ropes.

The spirit rope dragged a chubby body back, and the blue nose and swollen face were not dead, it was Zhao Guanshi.

Ling Ge stepped on his chest, "I still have something to ask you, where is Steward Zhao going?" ”

"I'm ......" Steward Zhao stammered, and he was about to cry, "spare your life, spare your life......"

"Okay, answer my question honestly first."

Ling Ge's voice was so soft that he couldn't speak, and he gently patted Steward Zhao's face with the sword that had been curled, "That Sun Huai, where does you live?" ”

"Seongdong...... Zhuqing Lane ......"

"Well, thank you." Ling Ge nodded, and then asked, "When you tied up those mountain people, they begged you for mercy, did you spare them?" ”

Steward Zhao was suddenly stunned, "Huh? ”

"Bang!"

In the next moment, Ling Ge's feet stomped heavily on Steward Zhao's head, and he stepped on that fat head as a watermelon.

Red blood and white brains splashed all over Ling Ge's body, and she said disgustedly: "It's better to use a sword, at least it's not so disgusting." ”

Kicking away Steward Zhao's corpse, Ling Ge had the heart to find Yi Hao.

I saw that the noble three princes were obediently mending the knives one by one, ensuring that everyone died completely.

Except for the fact that his face was a little pale, everything else was fine.

Ling Ge looked him up and down, "How are you, are you injured?" ”

"No," Yi Hao finished mending the knife, walked over and asked, "Now go back to Majia Village?" ”

"Well, the matter here will be handed over to the third prince, I will go back to the city, and there will be other things tomorrow."

"Okay."

The two of them returned to Majia Village the same way, and those entourages had been looking forward to their eyes straightening, and they all rushed up to check Yi Hao's injuries.

Yi Hao simply told them what had just happened and the plan, and the entourage was stunned for a moment, and Ling Ge's eyes became even more complicated and peculiar.

Ling Ge ignored it completely, turned over on his horse, said "goodbye" and left.

Behind him, Yi Hao hurriedly explained that the rest of the people stayed to guard Majiacun and Chenjiazhuang, and he only took one person to ride a horse to catch up.

"Miss Zhuo, I'll send you back!"

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The two didn't talk much along the way, thinking about their own thoughts.

When I returned to the capital, it was already late at night, the shops and vendors were closed, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

Ling Ge was about to say goodbye to Yi Hao, when a person suddenly appeared behind him, and the person who came stretched out a hand and hugged her shoulder, and the familiar fragrance of flowers hit her head again, and the man's beautiful voice was mixed with a hint of complaint and flattery.

"Where have you been when you came back so late?"

As they got closer, Gong Jiyi smelled the bloody aura on Ling Ge's body, and his voice suddenly became cold.

"You went to fight? With whom, are you hurt? I'm going to teach him a lesson! ”

Ling Ge hurriedly grabbed him, raised his sleeve and sniffed hard, "You are such a dog's nose, I have cleaned it up." ”

Gong Jiyi looked disapproving.

"It's not my blood, it's someone else's. I'll tell you when I go back. ”

Gong Ji nodded reluctantly, only to find that there were two other people next to him.

Yi Hao rode on the horse, his eyes widening.

He had seen the palace and heard many rumors about him, but the young master of the palace, who had always been beautiful and cold, would actually have such a gentle and caring time?

And it's still Miss Zhuo who is worried?

The world suddenly became mysterious.

However, the young master of the palace thought that he was an eyesore and wanted to eat people, and he understood.

Yi Hao coughed lightly and said to Ling Ge, "Miss Zhuo, thank you for today." ”

"Well, there will be a date later."

As soon as the words fell, Gong Jiyi had already dragged Ling Ge with a wave of his sleeves and disappeared directly in front of him.

"What kind of help do you want me to help......" Yi Hao didn't say this sentence after all.

The entourage beside him said in a trembling voice: "Third Master, who are they?" ”

"They ......," Yi Hao suddenly fell off his horse.

The entourage was startled, and hurriedly rushed over to help him up, "Third Master, what's wrong with you, has your injuries worsened?" ”

Yi Hao slowly stood up with his entourage and waved his hand weakly.

"It's okay, it's just too tired and out of strength."

In the previous battle in Chenjiazhuang, although Ling Ge killed most of them alone, Yi Hao did not leave any room and tried his best, but in order not to make himself look too weak, he held on and did not fall.

As soon as Ling Ge left, he slid uncontrollably.

The attendant helped him onto his horse and led him slowly to the mansion.

Yi Hao commanded in a deep voice: "Send someone to check on the Song family to see if any girl has a grudge against them?" The surname is Zhuo. ”

The entourage responded: "The third master is too busy to know, the Song family's affairs have been full of trouble recently, I heard that it was because of the death of an orphan girl, I don't remember what the surname is...... However, Miss Song personally admitted to killing a woman at her mother's funeral that day, and everyone knows about it. ”

"Oh?" Yi Hao's eyes flashed lightly, and his voice was low, "Let the secret agent investigate, I want to know all the details of this matter and the origin of that orphan girl." The sooner the better! ”

"Yes!"

The street lights were lit up in the distance, the Three Princes' Mansion was already in sight, the corners of Yi Mao's lips were slightly blooming, and the fog in front of him was finally about to disperse.

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Ling Ge's eyes flickered, and he had already returned to the small courtyard.

Gong Jiyi grabbed her arm and went straight to her room, and before he even had time to order someone to boil water, he directly cast a spell to bake a pool of water warm, and then pushed Ling Ge down.

"Goo-dong...... Gurgling ......"

Ling Ge spit out a string of bubbles, stood up and said angrily: "Gong is sick! I've cleaned it up several times with the Occult Purification Technique! ”

A basket of dried flowers was sprinkled in front of her, and Gong Jiyi reached out and pushed Ling Ge back into the water, covering her whole body with dried flowers while casting another spell to clean it.

"With your current cultivation, how high can your Xuanjing Technique go? Give me a good wash! ”

Xiao Lan was alive when he got the water, and he conjured up a huge dragon body and threw it at Gong Jiyi with water droplets.

"The master said that if you don't wash it, you won't wash it!"

Jin Ling also rushed to hear the sound, pushed the door and shouted: "Stinky butterfly, what happened to my master, let her go!" ”

How could Gong Ji be afraid of them?

Conjured a cover with one hand to trap Xiaolan inside, and closed the door with a wave of her sleeve with the other, and the door panel "snapped" and threw Jin Ling out, so angry that she screamed.

Gong Ji smiled proudly, "Don't get involved in adults' affairs and children!" ”

But when he turned around, a handful of wet flowers were all thrown back into his face.

"I wash, I wash! You hurry out! After speaking, Ling Ge kicked him, and quickly pulled the screen on the side to block between the two.

"Puff......" Xiaolan couldn't hold back her laughter, but when she received Gong Ji's fierce eyes, she hurriedly covered her mouth with her claws.

Gong Jiyi looked at his body and was stunned for a moment, he had always loved cleanliness and did not get angry, but smiled helplessly.

He cast a spell to clean himself up, sat down behind the screen, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Okay, now you can talk about it, what did you do tonight, why did you meet the third prince Yi Hao?"

Ling Ge talked about tonight's events lightly, as if it wasn't worth mentioning, and only got excited when she and Yi Hao wiped out most of each other's kidnapping team together.

"Gong Jiyi, if I go through a few more battles like this, maybe I will soon be able to reach the peak of the Gray Spirit Realm and impact the Blue Spirit Realm!"

The palace behind the screen put the teacup heavily, making a crisp sound of "oosh".

"How many more times do you want to come? Do you think that every time you meet someone you meet, your cultivation is so low? ”

"If there is an elder of the Song family there today, it is a question of whether you can come back safely, and you can still be so majestic?!"

"Zhuo Lingge, do you really think you won't die!"

In the last sentence, Gong Jiyi gritted his teeth.

Ling Ge shrank in the water, knowing that he was indeed lucky today, but he was still unconvinced: "I'm not afraid of being injured or dying, the next time I encounter this kind of situation that I don't have time to inform you, I will still do it myself." ”

"What a crazy girl!"

A stream of spiritual power radiated from behind the screen, like a big hand vigorously rubbing Ling Ge in the water, as if he wanted to use this action to vent his worries just now.