Under the ancient tree, the three of them sat on the ground, closed their eyes and recuperated until the sky was bright.

Ling Shaoyun's guess was good, and someone finally found him.

In the early morning, three men walked in the gray and misty jungle, two middle-aged people in green robes, and one young man in purple robes.

The young man in the purple robe at the head was a cultivator in the early stage of the innate realm, and the two middle-aged people in the green robe had not broken through the innate realm.

The purple-robed young man's name is Pan Shijie, and he is the son of Miaofeng Sanren, the head of the Jiuling faction.

Because the Zhenfang Sect's poisonous beast giant blood spider raised by the Jiuling Sect went out to forage for food and did not return, Pan Shijie led two disciples to follow the trail to look for it.

Seeing someone in the jungle walking towards them, Ling Shaoyun immediately told Su Chenye and Qin Ruohan to let them be restrained and suppress the cultivation realm to the lowest level, and then the three of them immediately stood up with a vigilant expression on their faces.

"Huh, young master, there is someone in front!"

One of the disciples pointed to Ling Shaoyun and the three of them and said.

"What a boldness, someone actually broke into the Poisonous Beast Forest?"

Pan Shijie's face suddenly showed a hint of surprise, he waved his hand, took the two disciples, and walked quickly towards Ling Shaoyun and the others.

"Who are you?"

Ling Shaoyun's face was not shocked, he looked at Pan Shijie who was coming towards him, and asked.

Pan Shijie quickly came to him with two disciples, disdainful of Ling Shaoyun's question, glanced at Ling Shaoyun and Su Chenye contemptuously, and finally stopped his gaze on Qin Ruohan.

"Tsk, I didn't expect to meet stunning beauties here, yes, yes!"

Pan Shijie squinted his eyes and stared at Qin Ruohan's delicate and delicate body with hot eyes, especially on her breasts, showing a strong lewd color on his face.

Seeing this, Ling Shaoyun saw that the three guys who appeared in front of him were dressed neatly and neatly, obviously the clothes of the Jiuling Sect, and this guy in a purple robe was still a cultivator in the early stage of the Innate Realm, and it was estimated that his identity was not simple, so he secretly motioned to Su Chenye to watch the changes on the side, and then, he gave Qin Ruohan a look and retreated behind her.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

When Pan Shijie saw it, he pursed his lips, he glanced at Ling Shaoyun and Su Chenye with arrogant eyes, and did not pay attention to the two of them, but snorted coldly at them, and then his throat moved, swallowed his saliva violently, and leaned towards Qin Ruohan with a full complexion.

In his eyes, Ling Shaoyun and Su Chenye were just two small characters, they could be killed anytime and anywhere, he felt that he was a martial cultivator of the Innate Realm at a young age, and he was the young master of the Jiuling Sect, and now he was on his own territory, looking at the entire rivers and lakes was already quite a bull.

Hey, hey, this girl in front of me is really a beautiful wonderful person, what do you really want, my father Miaofeng Sanren rarely lets himself leave Jiuling Mountain, stays in the deep mountains and old forests all day long, facing those birds and beasts are very boring, and is thinking about how to go to the bottom of the mountain to find a village girl to play.

Qin Ruohan took a step back, a little disgusted by Pan Shijie's unscrupulous gaze, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

When Pan Shijie heard this, he continued to look at Qin Ruohan with greedy eyes, this little beauty's appearance and figure were absolutely wonderful, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and said with a smile: "Little beauty, I am Pan Shijie, may I ask your name?"

"Finally, who are you?"

Qin Ruohan's beautiful face showed a trace of impatience, she had secretly lucked her true qi, and her internal force was condensed on the palm of her hand.

It's so damn grinding, Su Chenye behind him really couldn't help it, and said: "Miss Qin, there's no need to ask more, these guys are obviously from the Jiuling faction, just let them lead the way." ”

Pan Shijie glanced at Su Chenye, his face suddenly showed a hint of gloom, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, do you know who I am, dare to talk to me in such a tone?"

"Phew, what the fuck, who the hell do you care about?"

Su Chenye had already seen that this guy was unpleasant, with an obscene complexion, this kind of person was born with a beaten appearance.

The corner of Pan Shijie's mouth showed a sneer of disdain, and said: "Hey, hey, very good, boy, let me tell you, you are already a dead man for what you said just now!

After finishing speaking, Pan Shijie couldn't wait any longer, turned to the two disciples beside him and ordered: "Kill these two men, take that little beauty away, remember not to hurt her." ”

"Yes, Young Sect Master!"

The two green-robed disciples responded, stepped forward, and looked at Qin Ruohan, as if they had seen a heavenly immortal descending to earth, and their eyes also showed a little surprise, mainly because the women near Jiuling Mountain looked crooked melons and cracked dates, and they had never seen such a beautiful beauty as Qin Ruohan.

The two disciples swallowed violently, but they knew very well that the woman that the young sect master fancied was naturally unblessed.

Immediately, in order to show his loyalty to the young master, a disciple came to Su Chenye's face with an arrow step, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he slapped Su Chenye's chest with a palm.

Su Chenye's eyes widened, grandma's, she didn't even break through his mother's innate realm, and she dared to be presumptuous in front of Lao Tzu?

Seeing that the other party still wanted to kill himself, it can be seen that these guys are ruthless and inhumane, Su Chenye was already very unhappy in his heart, and immediately stopped showing mercy to his subordinates, and slapped at the oncoming disciple.

"Boom!"

Before that disciple could get closer, Su Chenye's lightning-like palm had already hit his chest heavily, and a heavy muffled sound immediately sounded.

"Ahh

The green-robed disciple screamed, spurted a mouthful of blood, and his body flew far away, falling to the ground and dying.