Jinyang City is the governance of Shanxi Province, which is originally rich and prosperous, and the Hundred Poison God Sect Poison King Festival is about to be held, and the city is even more busy, so it is not lively. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The shouts of the merchants came and went, and many of the people who walked through the streets and alleys were passers-by with swords, and they were all dusty.

Stopping outside the Taishun incense shop was a graceful woman. She wore a black gauze hat that obscured her face, she wore a turquoise gown, a small black cloth bag on her shoulders, and held a unique rosewood sheath sword, the handle of which was wrapped in red cotton rope and interspersed with black bands. From her peculiar outfit, it is not difficult to know that she is Gan Ling'er.

"This kind of incense stick is good, it can calm the mind and calm the mind. Ling'er smelled the fragrance wafting from the shop and judged its ingredients.

For more than half a month, Ling'er has traveled through rural villages, walked through large and small towns, met all kinds of characters, and seen all kinds of strange things. She is no longer as reckless and unthinking as before, panicked and at a loss, and will not admit defeat when she encounters the enemy. She understands that there is danger to avoid, she can avoid it, she will not fight hard when she sees a strong enemy who can outwit her, and she can save people at a critical moment when she can also hurt the enemy and save herself, and she can handle things flexibly and in any situation.

Tired of dealing with the men who talked to her from time to time along the way, she simply put on a hat, which not only reduced the trouble, but also avoided the lust of the disciple.

At the side of the bun shop, Ling'er stopped, she bought a basket of steamed buns, and then turned around and handed it to a little beggar with a dirty face.

The little beggar, a girl about seven or eight years old, thanked Ling'er, but instead of eating the buns, she put them in her pocket and put them away.

Ling'er felt strange, so she squatted down and asked her softly, "Little sister, aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat steamed buns?"

The little girl wiped her dirty little face with her hand and said, "I will take it home for my mother to eat." ”

"That's good!" Ling'er reached out and combed her scattered hair on her shoulders, and asked softly, "Then sister will buy a few more buns for you to eat, okay?"

"Sister, you're so nice! Can I ask for silver without buns?" the little girl looked at Ling'er expectantly.

"How much silver do you want?" Ling'er wondered why the young child wanted silver taels.

The little girl was very happy, but then she blinked in confusion and said, "I...... I don't know how much it costs to see a doctor?"

"Who's sick?" Ling'er asked anxiously when she heard this.

"My mother. The little girl said sadly.

Ling'er picked up the little girl and said, "My sister is a doctor, take me to see it." ”

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It's just an ordinary typhoid fever, but if you don't see a doctor or take medicine, your condition is getting more and more serious.

Ling'er looked at the ruined temple and said to the woman lying on the ground, "I'll take you to the inn to rest!

"Girl, thank you for coming to see me, and for taking a lot of medicine, how can we trouble you again?" said the woman, "besides, although this temple is broken, it is good to be able to shelter from the wind and rain." ”

"Then I'll go buy some futon later!" Ling'er thought for a moment and said.

"No need. Girl, you have left so many silver taels, we will do what we need, and I dare not delay your time any longer. The woman said gratefully.

"No delays. I'm going to leave for Luoyang early tomorrow morning, and I'm idle today. Ling'er said with a smile.

"Do you want to go to Luoyang? You have to go out of the city through the south gate, but there are many people from the Hundred Poison God Sect outside the south gate. She hurriedly grabbed Ling'er's hand and told her: "Girls must take a detour, they are not good people!"

Ling'er said: "Don't worry, my little sister will know kung fu." ”

"No, girl, you don't know ...... them," the woman was suddenly so sad that she could not speak, and her tears fell like beads of broken thread.

At this time, the little girl also began to cry.

Ling'er learned that their family originally lived in a village on the southern outskirts of Jinyang City, and three months ago, in order to build an altar, the Hundred Poisons God Sect occupied their village, not to mention, and also captured the strong men in the village to do coolies, and the little girl's father left them in this way, and their mother had to beg for a living.

"I'll reunite your family. Ling'er had a plan in mind.

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After a night of preparation, Ling'er quietly came to the altar of the Hundred Poison God Sect before dawn.

The Poison King Festival is the largest festival of the year in the Hundred Poison God Sect, and it must be attended by both the sect leader and other important figures in the sect.

The reconstruction of the altar was carried out on a large scale, so they captured a large number of people in the vicinity to work as coolies.

Ling'er had already surveyed the terrain yesterday evening.

The Poison King is close to the gods, so the sacrifice is a round altar. In the square, a round altar is made of earth and stones, which rises above the ground, and there is a square pattern in the round altar, which is said to represent the earth, and there are five elements of wood, fire, earth, metal, and water around it. The rest of the building is still in full swing, and only some rudiments can be seen.

On the side of the altar was a row of tents where the people who had been captured for hard labor lived, and on the outermost part of the altar was a wall made of two rows of wooden stakes, and inside the camp wall there were watchtowers at intervals, where the cultists of the Hundred Poisons lived to guard the people.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Ling'er carried a cloth bag containing the drug on her back and turned over over the camp wall, and she secretly visited one watchtower after another, but did not alarm anyone.

As soon as the day dawned, the chickens and dogs in the distance barked, and the people came out of their tents one after another to get ready to work.

Ling'er didn't expect that there were so many people living in a few tents. She opened the gate and told the people that the guards had been subdued and told them to hurry back to their families.

The people poured out of the gate excitedly, and in an instant Ling'er was left alone at the altar.

Ling'er happily looked at the empty altar and considered whether to do some more damage.

Suddenly, Ling'er found that a watchtower in the southeast corner had sent out a signal smoke bomb at some point, and red smoke had risen into the air.

"It seems that the drug is still less. Ling'er thought in frustration, and had to give up the plan to destroy it again, and quickly leave the place where this was wrong.

But she didn't go far before she saw a group of people coming towards her at the south city gate, and Ling'er guessed that it was the Hundred Poison God Cultists of the Poison King Hall in the city who saw the signal smoke bomb and rushed over.

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, so Ling'er didn't fight hard with them, and hurriedly turned around and retreated.

But the other party is riding a horse, and it is difficult for Ling'er to escape even if he is afraid of light work. Ling'er looked around, had a plan, and ran towards the steep hillside to the east. Faced with steep mountain roads, it is difficult for horses to run fast.

It's a pity that Ling'er had just approached the hillside when he was stopped by the enemy. Stopped in front of her was a masked man dressed in a black power suit, and she was a woman from her figure.

The woman said angrily, "Bold girl, dare to let go of the slave of the deity!

Listening to this voice, this woman is about the age of standing. She threw out her long whip and struck at Ling'er.

How dare Ling'er take it hard? She narrowly avoided it sideways.

Then, the woman attacked Ling'er's lower plate with another whip, and Ling'er jumped up and went up the hill.

"Beauty, I'll chase you!" a deep male voice sounded, and a man dressed similarly to the woman jumped up from his horse and flew after him with a few of his men.

The terrain is unfamiliar, and Ling'er's secret path is not good! She ran up in a panic. Suddenly, there was a "swish" in her ears, as if a strong wind was blowing, and then a faint scent of sandalwood came to her nose, and then she saw a tall black shadow in front of her.

"What a powerful light skill!" Ling'er was amazed and was surrounded by several Hundred Poison God Sect disciples chasing after him.

These Hundred Poison God Cultists formed a semicircle to surround Ling'er's back, keeping a certain distance from the masked man.

Although the sky was already light, the forest was still very dark due to the obscuration of the trees.

The masked man in front of him stood with his hands in his hands, wrapped in black from head to toe, revealing only two deep gazes, and his whole person exuded a dangerous and cold aura.

Ling'er involuntarily took two steps back, feeling that those two gazes were going to attract her soul.

"You put the people?" the man asked coldly, his low, hoarse voice chilling as if it came from hell.

"Yes, I put the people. Ling'er was not afraid of him. What about the gloomy voice? Ling'er, who was proficient in medical science, knew that this person's low and hoarse voice was caused by taking a drug, and that the person was pretending to be a ghost. Ling'er suddenly thought of the poor mother and daughter she had met, and complained indignantly: "You crooked demons and evil ways, not to mention occupying the land of the people, but also forcibly pulling strong men, breaking up their families, and causing many women and children to be homeless, displaced, and reduced to beggars!"

"Girl, you dare to even take care of the affairs of our Hundred Poison God Sect, I think you are impatient!" the man said coldly, his tone was not as gloomy as before, but with a hint of ridicule. He thought to himself: "This little girl is not afraid of him." ”

Ling'er said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner: "The people of the world are in charge of the affairs of the world! Where is your conscience when you do these things that hurt heaven and reason?"

"Haha, that's a good point! I'll let you see where my conscience is!" the man laughed suddenly, his low and hoarse voice was no longer gloomy, but it made Ling'er feel a kind of seductive charm. As he spoke, the man drew his sword.

Ling'er only felt a chill coming towards her, which made her shiver. Ling'er guessed that the man's cultivation should be extremely cold internal strength. The man's single action of drawing his sword brought such a strong airflow impact to people, which shows that the internal strength cultivation should be very high. Ling'er was anxious and thought: "His light skills are far above me, and it is impossible to escape." Now we can only outwit ......"

Before Ling'er could think of a countermeasure, she felt the cold air approaching instantly, and the other party had already deceived her in a strange way. Ling'er was shocked, the man was simply like a ghost and moved over in an instant, and she didn't see the other party's pace clearly at all.

Ling'er had no choice but to take a few tricks from the other party, and found that in addition to his approaching posture, which was very scary, the offensive was not violent.

"What's going on???,Except for light skills, his other kung fu is very ordinary?" Ling'er's mind turned, "Or is he deliberately playing with me?" Ling'er was unhappy, and made a few ruthless moves one after another, but he couldn't help the other party at all. The other party is strong when it is strong, and weak when it is weak. Ling'er didn't expect it badly, the other party was really teasing her!

At this moment, white smoke burst out, and I couldn't see everything around me clearly for a while.

Then, Ling'er heard the low and hoarse voice full of anger: "If you are not invincible, you want to take advantage of the white smoke to escape, cunning girl!"

After a while, the white smoke cleared, and sure enough, there was no trace of Ling'er.

"Lord Tianzun, she's gone!" said one of the man's men anxiously.

"Cunning!" the corners of the man's mouth curled into an incomprehensible smile under his mask.

"Lord Tianzun, what should I do then?" the subordinate asked with a respectful bow.

"That's it, let's go back, there's no need to waste energy for a small role!" the man said coldly, and flew down the hill.