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Today is the third morning of Ling Hujue's escape from the psychedelic forest, and the weather is a little cloudy, and the wind with a little humidity feels cool on his body. Where is the fastest update of the novel?Please look for the biquge.info of Aishang Novel Network in the air, occasionally a few dark clouds drift by, low, giving people a sense of wind and rain coming.

Ling Hu Jue stood on the steps of the pavilion in the back flower courtyard with a solemn expression, although his eyes stayed on Sisi and Moyue who were playing by the lotus pond, but judging from his solemn expression, his thoughts had fallen into the predicament in front of him. In the past three days, although the injuries of Ciro and Xius have improved greatly, it will take some time to fully recover. And their last match in the B-rank mercenary competition will start tomorrow, which makes it very difficult for Linghu Jue. Although in the past three days, none of the strong enemies in all aspects have come to the door, as if they have returned to the flat. But Ling Hu Jue knew very well in his heart that the temple would never let him go. The calm at the moment is like the weather, and I don't know when there will be a storm.

"What should I do?" Linghu unconsciously walked down the steps, his face becoming heavier and heavier as he walked slowly. The long black floats backwards along the heels of the ears, lining the angular face, and there is also a chic charm in the depth.

Just when Ling Hu Jue was secretly calculating in his heart, after a clear hiss, a rainbow shadow fell on Ling Hu Jue's side, which was the Divine Horse Flame. Ling Hu Jue quietly woke up, let go of the sorrow in his heart, pulled the corners of his mouth, showed a gentle smile, touched the smooth and shiny fiery red mane of Lie Yan Oil, and said slowly, "Lie Yan, are you homesick?"

Lie Yan shook his huge head, his front hooves were lightly shaved, his nostrils sprayed white, and his expression seemed to be a little aggrieved. Linghu Jue immediately understood what was going on, "It must be Tusu who provoked it again." "It turns out that since Lieyan entered the hospital, Tusu has been fighting its idea, always looking for a chance to ride this magic horse, even if it is just a circle in the backyard. Who knew that Lieyan's temper was very big, except for Ling Huju, the rest of the people couldn't ride it, even if they touched it. If it weren't for Ling Fox's absolute fierce flames, with Lieyan's fiery temper, Tusu would have been injured more seriously than Siro.

Ling Hu Jue slashed his fingertips across the back of the flame, the slender silky mane was as smooth as a freshly woven brocade forging, slippery and almost non-wet, in addition to this, Ling Hu Jue could also feel the well-proportioned muscles in the flame body, containing a chilling terrifying power.

Picking up a few manes, Ling Hu Jue just wanted to speak, and there was a sound of bow and crossbow machine reeds under the low woods on the right side of the backyard, and there were a few coquettish snorts and shouts in the middle, "Who is it?"

The cold light in his eyes shot suddenly, causing the fox to float for a long time, and before the ghost cavalry in the left courtyard corner could react, he had already turned into an off-string angry arrow and shot towards the sound.

In the overlapping shadows of the trees, Ling Hu Jue vaguely saw a delicate green shadow fighting with Tu Ming, and several ghost cavalrymen, either crouching, standing, or hiding in the forks of the trees, the tips of the arrows in their hands glowing with coldness, and the branches were aimed at the enemy's vital points. In the middle of the broken branches and leaves, the sword aura of the two people was like frost, and the shadow of the sword was like snow, in the blink of an eye. More than a dozen moves have been attacked.

"Why is she?" Ling Hu Jue saw clearly that the green shadow was Yan Lan, one of the four maids of Tianxiang that Yan Zi was carrying, and was about to say hello, but Tu Ming had already turned sideways, revealing a huge flaw in his left rib. Not good. Ling Hu Jue secretly screamed in his heart, his voice was not good for Yan Lan, because he knew that Tu Ming's trick was a trap, if Yan Lan seized this opportunity, then he would definitely step on the ground thorn hidden in the grass (This is a kind of gadget in the hunter tribe, made of hard black bamboo, not long, only 5-6 minutes, and the end of the ground is sharpened. This kind of ground thorn can be scattered in an extremely spacious place according to a certain law, as long as an outsider sneaks in, and does not take a few steps, it will definitely be pierced by the ground thorn on the soles of the feet. 〉

Of course, Yan Lan didn't know that this was a trap, exhaled and raised her voice, her right foot moved slightly, and the long sword in her hand pointed out a thousand cold plums in the trembling of her wrist, stabbing towards Tu Ming's right wrist, the sword was fierce but had no stamina, it seemed that Yan Lan had no intention of hurting Tu Ming hard. The sword flower was still lingering in front of her eyes, but the soles of her feet had already stepped on a few sharp things, and before her consciousness and nerves felt pain, a white shadow swept past her side like a stream in the western sky. A strong arm immediately grabbed her waist, and before she could react, a faint smell of a man's body passed through her nose and landed five feet away. "Miss Yanlan, are you alright?" Ling Hujue's slightly magnetic voice sounded in her ears.

Yan Lan blushed, straightened out her scattered sideburns, and looked at Ling Hu Jue, who had retreated with her pair of watery phoenix eyes, her heart fluttered and jumped like a little rabbit, and after a long time, she settled down, hugged her sword and saluted, and her voice was as light as a blood-colored lily with a little charm, "Ling Hu Gongzi, my young lady asked me to give you a message--" After a pause, Yan Lan glanced at Tu Ming and the others with the corner of her eye, and then stayed on Ling Hu Jue's body solicitingly,

At this time, the other ghost cavalry guarding the Houhua Courtyard also surrounded from all directions, moving quickly but not chaotically, these cavalry saw that the battle was over, they actually stabilized their figures on the spot, saluted Linghu from a distance, and then turned and retreated in the direction of their respective guards, quietly.

Ling Hu nodded at Yan Lan with a calm expression, and then asked curiously, "How could Miss Yan Lan fight with my brother?"

Hearing this, Yan Lan immediately had a jade face, lowered her eyes, and was a little shy. Tianxiang is the best among the four maids with her light body and stealth skills, but she didn't expect that she had just gone to the wall of the other courtyard today, and she had already revealed her whereabouts, and she was ashamed to hand over to Tu Ming without saying a word. settled his mind and said calmly, "Linghu Gongzi, around your courtyard, there are already secret sentinels of various forces, and I also took advantage of those people to slack off before I climbed over the wall and entered, I really have to do it, I hope Gongzi will forgive me." ”

Linghu is by no means a stupid person, he already knew that there were secret cards around the courtyard, he nodded slightly when he heard the words, and said with a habitual smile, "Miss Yanlan, let's go into the house and talk about it." After speaking, he turned his head and gestured to Tu Ming, who was standing behind him, and then turned sideways slightly, leading Yan Lan out of the low woods.

On the way from the backyard to the front hall, neither of them spoke, Yan Lan just looked around with curious eyes, the nearby eaves gallery, the wind chimes hanging crystals, the distant stone path wall wind, the flowers and shadows of the trees, although it is not magnificent, but it is also leisurely and tidy, there is a solemn meaning, especially under the tall walls are planted with low elm trees, the leaves are luxuriant, the branches are knotted, like an insurmountable tree array, from which it can be seen that the owner's good intentions.

Only then did Yan Lan understand why the young lady was so fond of Ling Hujue, and looked at her differently. Aside from his handsome appearance and strong martial arts, his deep wisdom, sincere smile, and unyielding fighting spirit and Lingyun arrogance all seem to affect everyone around him, making people have a strong sense of trust and security. Yan Lan felt this way at this time, looking at Ling Hu's thin back less than two meters away, and the broad shoulders that could withstand almost all the wind and rain in the world, such a thought floated in her heart, "This may be the most perfect man in this world." ”

Bypassing the corridor paved with black spotted marble, Ling Hu Jue and Yan Lan stepped into the door of the Mingxin Hall one after another, the hall was very quiet, there was no one in the hall, "What about Mansi? Why can't you see her these days?" Ling Hu Jue looked around, suspicious, these two days Man Si didn't know why, it became a little weird, it was Ling Hu Jue who walked there before, she followed there, and in the past few days, except for preparing meals, she almost couldn't see her figure.

Lifting the teapot from the black carved coffee table, Ling Hu Jue poured a cup of tea, then handed it to Yan Lan who was following him, and said slowly, "Come, Miss Yan Lan, drink saliva and rest." ”

Ling Hujue's thoughtfulness made Yan Zi fall there all of a sudden, since she was a child, only she served others, except for Yan Ju and a few other sisters, no one has ever poured tea for her. Taking the teacup in Ling Hujue's hand in a distracted manner, Yan Lan's mind was deeply immersed in Ling Hujue's sincere eyes, and at this moment in her heart, there was an illusion that she seemed to have returned to the dream ――――――――――――she had when she was a girl.

Ling Hu didn't feel Yan Lan's strangeness, his thoughts were still stuck in Mansi's strange expression in the past few days, and after a long time, he came back to his senses, and said to Yan Lan, who had already sat down, but was holding a teacup, and looked down and didn't know what to think, "Miss Yanlan, I don't know if Miss Yanzi has something to tell you?"

Excited as if she had just woken up from a dream, Yan Lan subconsciously replied, her voice was no longer as light as it was at the beginning, "Linghu Gongzi, my young lady wants me to tell you that you must not participate in tomorrow's mercenary competition, and the temple has dispatched temple fighters and winged angels to deal with you." ”

"Winged Angel?" Ling Hu Jue said in a lost voice, he didn't expect that there were legendary characters in the temple, and the surprise on his face was even greater.

Yan Lan knew from Ling Hujue's expression that he had misunderstood, and explained with a smile on her face, " Childe, the winged angel is a name for the master in the temple in the temple, not the angel in mythology, the master in the temple is roughly divided into three categories, the beast warrior or the temple fighter, the winged angel, and the seraph three kinds, each type of master is very terrible, just because they do not intervene in secular life, they are not known, according to our miss, every winged angel has the level of a berserker, although the temple fighter is worse than the winged angel, but there is also the level of a high-level warrior, and, Miss wants me to ask you, how did you offend the temple? Think of a way, there is still no room for maneuver, and I want you to tell you, don't play tomorrow, the temple and the empire have an agreement, it will not interfere in the affairs of the empire, unless the survival of the empire is in danger, as long as you don't participate in the game, the temple can't deal with you with great fanfare. ”

Hearing Yan Lan say that the winged angel is also a human, Ling Hu Jue breathed a sigh of relief, his face eased slightly, and he lightly buckled the back of the chair and said, "Miss Yanlan, please go back and tell Miss that the grudge between me and the temple cannot be hidden, originally I was still hesitating whether to participate in the competition, but now I have made up my mind, I must go tomorrow." ”

"What?" Yan Lan didn't expect Ling Hu Jue to be so stubborn, anxious flower face changed color, as a member of the Tianji Clan, she understood the strength of the various ancient clans on the big 6, the strength of the temple even if there were 1o more Ling Hu Jue could not be stopped, because of the anxiety and anger in her heart, Yan Lan's words also became incoherent, "You-, why are you like this? Why are you so stubborn? Don't you know that tomorrow you are going to die?"

Ling Hu Jue smiled, the smile was very reluctant, but there was a strong domineering spirit, quietly stood up, looked at the hall with a very deep look, and said slowly, "Miss Yanlan, you go back to tell your young lady, I only have my reason to do this, she should understand, the tiger is trapped in the wolves, and the shock is the main thing, since the temple can't deal with me with all its might, then I will attack with all my strength, annoying the girl to tell your young lady, tomorrow at noon, see you in the water building, if you are lucky enough not to die, Ling Hu Jue has more important things to ask the young lady for advice." ”

Yan Lan, who stood up, wanted to say something, but she couldn't say a word when she opened her mouth, she could only turn sideways, she didn't even say a word of farewell, she kicked her feet, and shot towards the outside of the hall, leaving a faint sentence in the shadow, "Childe, take care of yourself." ”

Ling Hu Jue stood quietly, as if tomorrow's battle was still a distant and vague story for him, and the recent series of events made him too late to think carefully and ponder, and the power of the temple was even greater than he imagined, and it seemed that even the four major families were in their hands.

Feeling a little depressed, Ling Hu Jue slowly walked out of the Mingxin Hall and walked towards Mans's wing in the west corner. As soon as he turned the corner of the corridor where there were two small dragon cypresses, a very thick dark element rushed towards him, and the silence that belonged to darkness contained in the evil. Linghu was desperately moved, and walked to the door of Manse's room in a few quick steps, and the thick dark element seeped through the cracks in the doors and windows.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ling Hu Jue reached out and pushed open the door that was not covered, a little on tiptoe, and his body shot into the room with a half-spin, before he could see the situation in the house clearly, the slightest cold light flew towards Ling Hu Jue's chest with Sen Sen's death intent, Ling Hu Jue gritted his teeth secretly, the true qi of his right shoulder reversed, and his body was like a bat that incredibly detached from the original trajectory and flew towards the right side.

Exiting five steps away, the flying thorns were open from the air, and the situation in front of him surprised Linghu Jue, Mans's eyes were white, her head was scattered, and the expression on her face was extremely stiff and numb, like a ghost floating out of the ghost world, so gloomy and lonely.

Ling Hu Jue exclaimed bitterly, "Mans, it's me, what's wrong with you?"

The magic elements in the room fluctuated even more, and Mansi's face was also distorted, the usual charm was gone, some were just hideous and cruel, the ten fingers were white, like white bones, and the ghost thorns in his hands were even more glowing.

Linghu Jue, who didn't know what was going on, could only dodge left and right, flicked his fingers, and sang softly in his mouth, "Great goddess of light, please give me strength, goddess guard." A huge pillar of shining light descended from the sky through the roof, and countless white lights and chanting lingered around Mans, and Mans's body also transmitted countless tiny black lights, forming a black aura that blocked the white light from the outside.

At this time, Mansi seemed to have regained her senses, and after a few painful moans, she said to Linghu in a very poignant and leisurely tone, "Childe, hurry up, kill me, I'm already in the middle of the devil." The voice was bloody, especially the eyes, which revealed extreme sadness and anxiety. It turned out that only after the battle in the Blue Lake, Mansi felt that her martial arts skills were not enough to protect Ling Hujue, so she began to cultivate the dark true qi that she had already put down, or she had not practiced for a long time, or she was too eager to succeed, Mansi went mad, and at this moment she had lost her nature, and some were just vicious and hideous.

Linghu Jue was also stunned by the birth of a qiē in front of him, he really didn't understand why Manse had become like this. But the strange scene in front of him still made him subconsciously pull out the dark sword behind him, this time it was good, the dark sword seemed to be induced by the thick dark element, a dark black light appeared, the sword body trembled slightly, and the buzzing sound was like the moaning of evil ghosts and resentful spirits in hell.

This voice seemed to be a kind of call, and the dark elements surrounding Mans's side immediately slammed into the dark sword in Ling Hu's hand with Mans, "Not good. Linghu Jue subconsciously deviated from the sword body, but the sharp tip of the sword still pierced into Mansi's chest, "Childe--" Mansi's body fell softly, and a smile full of warmth appeared on her pale face again, that smile was joyful, comforting, and even quieter. It was like a sword that pierced deep into Ling Fox's heart.

"Don't. The green tendons exposed Linghu let out a violent roar, and the dark sword slipped from his hand weakly, and he stretched out his hand to think of hugging Mansi, but all he could hold was the snow-white belt. Mans's smile and the dark sword stuck in her chest "snapped" and fell in front of Ling Fox.

"Ah――――――――――――――――――――――――――. The people in the entire courtyard heard a long howl of great sorrow and anger――――――What's wrong?

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