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Yang Aotian laughed out loud: "Stinky girl, do you think that a small secret weapon can hurt this Dharma King?" As he spoke, he pulled out the Thunderbolt Arrow from Ling'er's sleeve, and exhaled in surprise at the same time, "Thunderbolt Bolt Arrow, why do you have this thing?" He couldn't help but be a little afraid, if he gave this girl a chance to make a move......

Yang Aotian's actions were completely unexpected by Ling'er, and she began to panic at this time. Originally, she wanted to pretend to be captured, follow the old man to their hiding place, and then take further action, and the key to action was to rely on the hidden weapon in her sleeve and the smoke bomb in her purse. Is she still too naïve in her thoughts?

What made Ling'er desperate was that after Yang Aotian took away her thunderbolt arrow, he also ripped off her purse, and this smoke bomb was gone, leaving Ling'er with only endless remorse. "What should I do now?"

Suddenly, Ling'er remembered the interesting story of the rivers and lakes that Zhong Gong had told her, after someone was kidnapped, she left clues along the way, and asked her companions to follow the trail to come to the rescue. Although she didn't have a companion at this time, she could finally leave a glimmer of hope for herself!

So, Ling'er deliberately struggled up, and at the same time tore the corners of her clothes hard, and sure enough, she tore off several pieces of clothing, and when she was happy that the plan succeeded, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck, and her eyes were dark, and then she didn't know anything.

Qi Yang in the dark looked very distressed, but he saw that Yang Aotian was holding Ling'er with one hand, and still holding Ling'er's throat tightly with the other, making him suffer from having no chance to save people. He couldn't help but wonder, "Did he find me?"

In fact, with Qi Yang's martial arts, Yang Aotian couldn't find him. And Yang Aotian really didn't find him. It's just that Yang Aotian always feels that Ling'er obviously has a powerful thunderbolt arrow, but it is very strange to put it away. This made Yang Aotian inexplicably feel that there were still any helpers around, and he didn't dare to relax his vigilance. Because if there is really a helper, but you can make yourself unaware, it must be a master. Therefore, Yang Aotian cautiously chose to hold on to Ling'er's throat and not let go. In this posture, Yang Aotian lifted his breath and rushed towards the road when he came.

Qi Yang was annoyed in his heart, he understood that if he didn't start on this road, it would be even more difficult to save people when he got to their territory. But how dare he take risks? If there is the slightest deviation, Ling'er will lose his life.

Qi Yang stepped forward to pick up the pale pink clothes that Ling'er had dropped when she was unconscious, stuffed them into his arms casually, and hurriedly raised his breath to follow. He endured the dull pain coming from his body, and always kept a certain distance from Yang Aotian.

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Ling'er felt a chill all over her body, and suddenly woke up. It turned out that someone had woken her up with cold water. She reached out and massaged her neck, and the memories of her pre-coma came back to her mind one by one. She looked up at the man sitting in front of her.

The man in front of him had a handsome face, and Ling'er had a familiar feeling between his eyebrows. He was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in a blue brocade robe with a gold hook around his waist.

"Are you the Golden Hook Boy?" Ling'er asked.

"Oh, Fang Jia actually knows this son?" Xu Le, the golden hook son, flashed a hint of amusement in his gloomy eyes.

"This is the Demon Sect?" Ling'er asked again, thinking about how to get out.

"Yes and what, what if not?" Xu Le asked with a sneer, his voice was cold, making Ling'er shudder.

"Second son, it's this girl who has ruined our good deeds several times. Yang Aotian bowed and said, "My subordinates feel that they can use her to attract the Yixing envoy and catch them all." ”

Ling'er was shocked when she heard this, but she didn't expect that she would not be able to help Yixingmen save people as planned, but instead became a pawn of the enemy to deal with Yixingmen.

"Don't worry, this prince understands that you are eager for revenge, but the Yixing envoy is strong in martial arts, and it is not so easy to deal with. Xu Le said coldly, "Besides, we don't know the weight of this girl to Yixingmen." ”

"Don't misunderstand the second son, his subordinates are completely thinking about the son, and they don't want to take revenge. Yang Aotian hurriedly explained.

"Yixingzhong's revenge for killing Ling Lang, my son will avenge you, but you can't be in a hurry about this matter, it will be bad if you are in a hurry. Take this time as an example, the Dharma King tried his best to put Yixingzhong's envoy to death, is it still a failure?" Xu Le said, turning his head to look at Yang Aotian, and his eyes instantly ignited with anger.

When Yang Aotian heard this, he bent his knees, knelt on the ground, and begged for mercy in fear: "My subordinates are not doing things well, and I also ask the second son to be extra kind to his subordinates who have followed him for many years and are loyal." ”

"It's nothing to be ineffective, but my son doesn't like people who shirk their responsibilities. You keep saying that this powerless little girl has ruined our big business, how can I believe it? If it weren't for your ill-conceived plan and left a flaw in Yixingmen, how could things end up like this?" Xu Le said coldly, his face gloomy and terrifying.

Yang Aotian hurriedly pleaded: "Second son, his subordinates deserve death, and I ask my son to read it in ......."

"If you want to find a scapegoat, you have to find a decent one. Even Ben Gongzi can't believe it, let alone the sect leader. If the sect leader can't explain it, you, the King of Beixing, will be at the end of it. Xu Le's cold voice interrupted Yang Aotian's plea for mercy. The implication is that this time the responsibility can't be carried by anyone, so he Yang Aotian has to carry it himself.

"It just so happened that the third prince had also arrived in Luoyang in the past few days, and his subordinates felt that they could pull him in, and then ......" Yang Aotian hurriedly offered a plan.

This is exactly what Xu Le is thinking, just waiting for Yang Aotian to say it himself, Xu Le hooked the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "This plan kills two birds with one stone, and it will be handed over to the Dharma King." ”

"Yes, yes!" Yang Aotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows furrowed, the jade flute boy was extremely smart, and it was difficult to pull him in.

Xu Le was happy in his heart, and with a wave of his big hand, a handsome young man dressed in a red light veil walked over from the shadows and crouched at Xu Le's feet, looking charming.

Ling'er opened her eyes wide and looked at it carefully, that young man was extremely handsome, but he was undoubtedly a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Although I had heard of Longyang's goodness before, it was the first move to really see it, and Ling'er was stunned on the spot.

I saw Xu Le smiling obscenely and probing his hand into the light veil on the young man's chest, and the young man looked like he wanted to welcome and refuse.

Only then did Ling'er notice that there was no thread under the young veil, and she was so startled that she hurriedly turned her head and didn't dare to look at it.

The corners of Xu Le's mouth were hooked evilly, and the movements of his hands made the young man let out an unbearable panting and moaning sound.

Ling'er couldn't listen to it, and was about to cover her ears, but Yang Aotian grabbed her arm, and Yang Aotian also took advantage of the situation to stand up.