At the moment of crisis, he released all his spirits and blocked the opponent's long sword by means of imperial objects.

The sword's speed slowed down dramatically, and at the same time it changed direction, slashing past Xiao'er's neck.

A strand of hair fell down, and only a trace of Xiao'er died.

Lu Yun was immediately furious, and the three flying knives turned into irritable elves and attacked the two men in black with a terrifying momentum.

The throwing knife made a tricky arc in the air, dodging the two of them.

One passed through the chest of the man in black, and the other directly cut off the neck of the man in black.

At this point, the five men in black were completely dead.

Lu Yun felt a wave of dizziness hit him, this was the excessive mental consumption of today.

Xiao'er also looked at Lu Yun in shock: "What a terrible immortal method."

Lu Yun shook his head: "Let's go!"

He is now mentally exhausted, and if there are other enemies, he will not be able to fight again, and it is likely that he will be explained here.

Xiao'er said in a deep voice: "You can't go back to the Welcome Restaurant, there may be an ambush there."

Lu Yun nodded, and was about to speak, but saw Xiao'er fall directly.

He hurriedly stepped forward to hug Xiao'er, only to find that Xiao'er was unconscious, injured, and his clothes were dyed red.

Lu Yun was taken aback, and then he remembered that Xiao'er was just a mortal realm, but against two dragon and tiger realms, he must have been seriously injured.

He hurriedly hugged Xiao'er and hurried in the direction of home, and now it was safest to return home.

On the way, Lu Yun couldn't figure out who was making the move?

What is the purpose of mobilizing so many masters and spending so much strength?

Do he and Xiao'er deserve this?

Back home, Lu Yun put Xiao'er on the bed.

Xiao'er obviously suffered internal injuries, which is why she fell into a coma.

The situation was dangerous, and Lu Yun hesitated to feed her the pill.

But remembering what Zhao Junran said, he decided to give up.

He thought of the aura, since he could refine the healing elixir, then he should also be able to heal the wounds.

Lu Yun ran the breathing method, mobilized the aura, and integrated into Xiao'er's body.

Slowly, Xiao'er's breathing began to steady.

Although Lu Yun didn't know how effective the healing effect was, he could be sure that Xiao'er had stabilized.

The effect of the aura is really amazing, but he feels very tired, it seems that he has reached the limit, and the rest will be handed over to the little sister!

"Qiao'er, Qiao'er!"

Lu Yun patted the door of Lu Qiao'er's room.

"Brother, it's a big night, why don't you sleep and call me?"

Lu Qiaoer was unhappy.

After a while, Lu Qiao'er opened the door.

Lu Yun smiled: "I'm disturbing the girl, you take a clean dress and come with me, by the way, bring dirty clothes."

Lu Qiaoer's face turned red, and after going back to the room and tossing, she walked out with her clothes.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Lu Yun looked at the clothes that Lu Qiaoer took out, and suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart, the money he borrowed from his little sister has not been repaid.

Lu Qiaoer's clothes are all old clothes, and she doesn't even have new clothes.

This is his dereliction of duty as a brother, and he must buy a few more decent sets of clothes for his little sister when he has time.

"You come with me!"

Lu Yun turned around, and Lu Qiao'er followed behind.

When she saw a woman on Lu Yun's bed, Lu Qiao'er opened her mouth wide in surprise.

"Brother, who is she?"

"Her personal maid of Princess Fengxiao of the Tang Dynasty is called Xiao'er!" Lu Yun replied.

Lu Qiao'er's face was even more shocked: "Brother, you are too bold, the princess and maid dare to rob it." ”

Lu Yun shook his head: "We were attacked on the road, she was injured, and you came here to treat her wounds." ”

"In addition, her clothes are also bloody, you give her a clean change of clothes by the way!"

"Oh!" Lu Qiao'er nodded.

Lu Yun turned his head and walked out of the room, came outside to wait, not knowing how Xiao'er was doing.

He was full of worry, and he couldn't help but think of Xiao'er's sharp teeth, which didn't seem so annoying to think about it now.

"Brother?"

Lu Qiao'er's voice came.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yun asked.

"Miss Xiao'er has some small wounds on her body, and she is still oozing blood!" Lu Qiaoer said.

"There is a hemostatic powder in the cabinet next to the bed, you can apply it to her!" Lu Yun replied.

"Brother?"

Lu Qiaoer's voice came again.

"What's wrong again?"

Lu Yun had just closed his eyes and rested, when he was interrupted again.

"Miss Xiao'er's skin is so white, I really want to kiss it." Lu Qiaoer said with a smile.

Lu Yun was speechless, heal his injuries and change his clothes, and so many things.

"Brother, Miss Xiao'er's figure is so perfect, the place that should be convex is convex, and the place that should be warped is so envious!"

Lu Yun......

"Brother, Miss Xiao'er's is bigger than mine, so it may be tight to put on."

Lu Yun unconsciously had a fragrant scene in his mind, which made him unable to calm down at all.

"Brother, there's a red mole on the left side of Miss Xiao'er, it looks beautiful!"

Lu Yun opened his eyes violently, got up and walked into the distance, where he couldn't rest at all.

He hadn't taken two steps before he heard the door open.

Lu Qiao'er had already walked out with a bloody dress.

"Brother, it's changed!"

Lu Yun stopped and walked back.

"Give me the clothes!"

Lu Qiao'er was puzzled: "What do you want Miss Xiao'er's clothes for?"

"It's burning!"

Lu Qiao'er hurriedly shook her head: "This dress is very expensive, you can wear it after washing it!"

Lu Yun shook his head, took out a hundred-gold exchange ticket from his arms, exchanged it with clothes, and stuffed it into Lu Qiao'er's hand.

"Brother will buy you ten sets another day."

Lu Qiao'er's eyes lit up: "Brother, you mean what you say!"

Lu Yun touched Lu Qiao'er's head dotingly and nodded.

"Count!"

Lu Qiao'er looked at the redemption ticket in her hand with a smile: "Thank you, brother!"

"Go and rest!" Lu Yun confessed.

"By the way, Xiao'er also brought a bunch of messy things with her, and they were all placed at the head of the bed!" Lu Qiaoer added.

Lu Yun nodded, and when he returned to the room, he sat at the head of the bed and saw a bunch of things at the head of the bed at a glance.

There was Xiao'er's soft sword, a pile of rouge gouache, and a few bags.

A money bag, judging by its size, contained a lot of gold and silver.

There is also a bag that Lu Yun is familiar with, it is the bag he uses to sell pills, which should contain pills.

There was also a small piece of smooth animal skin, Lu Yun wondered, what was this.

He took the hide, put it in his hand, and found that on the left was a dense collection of strange small characters, and on the right was a humanoid drawing.

These strange little characters are completely different from the characters used today, more complex, and seem to be an ancient type.

Lu Yun was sure that he hadn't learned, but he knew.

"Hundred Slashers!"

What is it?

Lu Yun continued to look down, and in just a moment, he became excited.

This turned out to be a kind of physical cultivation exercise, the left side is the essence and content of the exercise, and the right side is the mode of operation.

Lu Yun read it word by word, and then remembered the operation chart in his heart.

Just as he was about to try it, a wave of exhaustion hit him, and he was so tired that he fell asleep directly on the head of the bed.

Lu Yun was sleeping in Zhengxiang, and suddenly felt a cold neck and a murderous aura attacking his body.

He shuddered and opened his eyes.

In an instant, he came to his senses, and Xiao'er was holding a soft sword around his neck.

His hairs could feel the cold, as long as Xiao'er's hand moved, he would inevitably be splashed with blood on the spot.

"Miss Xiao'er, what are you doing?"

Xiao'er looked at Lu Yun with cold eyes: "Lu Yun, you, you are ......, this palace is going to kill you!"