After a long time, the woman did not answer.

Fang Wenqing thought that this trace of residual thought could not be supported, and it had disappeared, and when he was about to step into the river to try the depth, a hoarse voice came again:

"Hahaha, retribution, retribution---- Eagle Wushuang, Tan Haijiang, you two animals are not as good as you--- hahaha---"

After laughing wildly for a while, the hoarse female voice regained its composure:

"I went up and saw their corpses, and whatever reason you killed them, it was like a grace to me, thank you. In fact, that hall was originally called the Spirit Eagle Palace, but after being occupied by those two animals, it was renamed the Falcon Palace, which was dedicated to hunting the newborn eaglets and cultivating the resentful spirits they needed. I hate it so much---- don't say much, there are still people in my tribe in the hall, and I ask the young man to help, and I Wu Qianqian will repay in the next life. ”

"In that case, even if you don't say it, I'll do it. But for now, I still have my own affairs, and when it is settled, I will come back as soon as possible, and find a way to break through that defensive array and rescue the people of your tribe, and I ask for your understanding. ”

"Shaoxia, even if you have something to do, as long as you don't forget it in the future, the little woman will be grateful. After speaking, a faint thought passed into Fang Wenqing's sea of knowledge, and the vicissitudes of life and simple golden words appeared in his mind, and after Fang Wenqing learned it, that residual thought weakened to the extreme, and quickly disappeared.

After reciting the incantation, Fang Wenqing clapped his palms, and in a moment, wooden stakes burst out of the water from the turbulent river, bringing up waves.

Fang Wenqing walked on the wooden stake, quickly crossed the river, came to the mountain road, and galloped all the way along the mountain road when he came.

At this time, the sky was already bright, the sun rose from the east, and the sun shone on the mountains and forests, startling the birds and birds in their dreams, and the cheerful cries resounded throughout the mountains and forests.

After walking out of the mountains and forests, Fang Wenqing opened his mind, his mind spread, and gradually swept towards the hotel, he saw that the ancient coin outside Lin Ruxuan's room was gone, and her door was surrounded by a group of people, and there were also tenants on the outermost part of the room watching the excitement and discussing.

In the encirclement, there were two people standing next to the door, both of whom he knew: one was Liang Dunxia and the other was Yin Shaohui.

Fang Wenqing instantly left behind the joy of getting an ancient spell, Lin Ruxuan must be in trouble, he would never allow Liu Jia's scene to be repeated on Lin Ruxuan. With a tight heart, he almost rushed to the hotel.

When he walked to Lin Ruxuan's room, he saw a scene that made him furious:

Liang Dunxia was lying on the ground, covered in blood, and let out bursts of wails, and a strong man next to him was still punching and kicking, and scolded loudly: "Little rabbit cub, don't you want to be a hero to save the beauty, you fucking save, even the person who Duan Shaozhu likes dares to save it, you fucking kid is tired of life." ”

Yin Shaohui was also lying on the ground, a white-bearded old man, stepping on his chest with one foot, laughing: "Little revolving door, dare to spread wild in the kite, I really don't know how thick the sky is, and I will go to destroy you tomorrow in the Broken Spring Hall, so that you don't have to come out again and be embarrassed." ”

At the door of Lin Ruxuan's room, a young man, dressed in white clothes and holding a short sword, was dashing. He knocked on the door and said in a gentle manner: "Hello beauty, in the second section of Bingyu, the young master of Broken Spring Hall, I just want to make friends with beautiful women, and there is no malice." Please also ask the beautiful woman to open the door. ”

And the people standing on the periphery shook their heads one after another, thinking to themselves, this person is too duplicitous, is there such a way to make friends? Beat other people's friends first, and then make friends with others?

Just when Duan Bingyu was waiting impatiently, a cold voice came: "What if you don't open the door?"

When Duan Bingyu heard this voice, he turned his head and looked at Fang Wenqing like a fool, smiled, and said sarcastically: "It seems that nosy people, not only these two on the ground, but also an idiot, this young master will fulfill you." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the white-bearded old man, who took a step forward and struck out with a sword, stabbing at Fang Wenqing with a murderous aura.

The corners of Fang Wenqing's mouth showed a trace of disdain, a late-stage martial artist at the ground level, is he so arrogant?

A white sword shadow flashed, and in the blink of an eye, a sword stabbed by the white-bearded old man froze in mid-air, and soon, the arm and the sword landed at the same time.

Without waiting for the white-bearded old man to react, another white light flashed, and the strong man beside Liang Dunxia landed on the ground with his arms, and there was a wail.

Liang Dunxia, who was lying on the ground, was obviously unconscious, and Yin Shaohui hurriedly staggered up, stumbled to Fang Wenqing's side, and hugged his fist in shame:

"Seniors, juniors are really incompetent. ”

Seeing Yin Shaohui with a bloody face, Fang Wenqing was still very grateful to him, if he wasn't there, I really didn't dare to imagine what Lin Ruxuan would do.

"It should be me thank you, I Wenqing wrote down this feeling. You take Liang Dunxia to the room to rest first, and leave it to me here. Fang Wenqing said gratefully.

Hearing Fang Wenqing say this, Yin Shaohui was very happy in his heart, and he felt very correct about his decision to take the initiative to stay and protect Lin Ruxuan last night. In the future, he will be able to talk to Fang Wenqing,

For a small sect, this is a great opportunity. He thought as he picked up Liang Dunxia and returned to the room.

Duan Bingyu had an ominous premonition in his heart, Duan Bo was the first elder of the Broken Spring Hall, and he was a late-stage cultivator at the prefecture level, and he was unexpectedly defeated by the other party.

Broken Spring Hall, in the ranking of the ancient martial arts sect of the kite capital, at the end of the second-class sect, if you don't work hard, you will fall to the third-class sect. Therefore, the sect has vigorously cultivated Duan Bo in recent years, striving to step into the heaven-level cultivation as soon as possible. With the accumulation of various resources, Duan Bo really lived up to expectations, and in a few years, he was promoted from the middle stage of the prefecture level to the late stage of the earth level, which was only one step away from the heaven level.

This time, they went out of the Broken Spring Hall and sent Duan Bo out in order to go to the Quicksand Gate and join the ranks of killing Fang Wenqing. As a first-class sect and one of the three major sects in the kite capital, the Broken Spring Hall cannot but stammer.

At this time, Duan Bingyu, who was the young master, broke through the early stage of the Xuan level and was promoted to the middle stage of the Xuan level. According to the rules of the Broken Spring Hall, after advancing to the middle stage of the Xuan Rank, you have to go outside to experience once to broaden your horizons, which will be of great benefit to your future cultivation.

So taking this opportunity, Duan Bingyu followed Duan Bo out, Duan Bo's late cultivation at the prefecture level, in the sect, only the hall master Duan Hongliang. With such a master accompanied, who else is he Duan Bingyu afraid of.

So as soon as I got out of the mountain, I was attracted by the world of flowers, and I originally planned to go to Liushamen within ten days, but I just walked halfway through ten days, and came to the hotel of Kite Capital to stay.

When he was having breakfast in the morning, Duan Bingyu saw Lin Ruxuan in a white dress, his eyes were straight, and he didn't care so much, when the young master was used to it, he immediately pounced, but was popped up by the peach wood peace charm for a long time. Seeing this, Liang Dunxia and Yin Shaohui hurriedly protected Lin Ruxuan and returned to the room.

"Who the hell are you, which sect, you are so vicious and vicious, I will not let you go. Duan Bingyu said with some confidence.

Those Broken Spring Hall disciples on the side came to Duan Bingyu's side one after another, and their hands holding short swords were trembling. Ever since they joined the sect, practiced in the sect, and fought with each other, where had they ever seen this kind of bloody scene of real swords and real guns?

"My name is Fang Wenqing. Fang Wen said lightly.

"You—it's --- Fang Wenqing. The disciples of the Broken Spring Hall shouted in unison, and the horror on their faces was even worse.

"It turns out that you are Fang Wenqing, okay, the quicksand gate will not let you go, you murderous maniac, all the sects of my kite capital will definitely let you ----" Before Duan Bingyu finished speaking, a white sword shadow flashed, and one arm had already fallen to the ground.

Duan Bingyu's face turned pale, hurriedly stopped the bleeding, and stammered: "You --- you ---" He didn't say anything for a long time, not knowing whether he was angry or frightened.

"All of you in the Broken Spring Hall, come in with me, or you will bear the consequences. ”

The knife in Fang Wenqing's hand shook in front of his eyes and said slowly. The people of Broken Spring Hall had already been paralyzed by Fang Wenqing's methods, and as soon as they heard this, they followed Fang Wenqing into the room.