"This little guy is kind of funny!"

"Isn't it? Countless predecessors have summed up the experience with the lessons of blood, is it child's play? 'The four rivers and lakes do not touch' can never be wrong!"

"Let's wait and see! That old woman seems to have been seen in the Yinfeng Mountain Range before! It's a hard stubble, this time the two guys of the pervert and the fat wolf are probably kicked to the iron plate!"

"So what! Even if they are defeated, it is possible that the three of them dare to kill them! People have powerful backers, so they dare to be so unscrupulous!"

Seeing that he was about to make a move on the field, the onlookers were talking, and Qinglian's refusal of the sloppy Taoist priest's help was not unfounded. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Granny Mo can't do it now, but her eyesight is still there, and at a glance, she can see that the excellent wolf and the fat wolf are only in the middle stage of qi refining, and they are probably four or five levels of cultivation the day after tomorrow, and the more than ten bandits behind them are all mediocre hands in the early stage of qi refining.

According to the previous battle with Du Feng's subordinates, Granny Mo believed that Qinglian and Ling'er could handle it completely, so Granny Mo had already quietly hinted to Qinglian that she must quickly cut through the mess to solve the threat of the pervert and the fat wolf, and at the same time deter the ill-intentioned people.

If you use the help of a sloppy Taoist priest, you may be able to drive away the two-colored wolf and the fat wolf without much effort, but it will always make people feel that they are not strong and easy to bully, and then I am afraid that they will face a steady stream of trouble.

"Ling'er, I'll leave that group of little minions to you!Go all out and solve it as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless trouble!" Qinglian was afraid that Ling'er would be soft-hearted, so she said in an accentuated tone.

"Young Master Lian, don't worry, Ling'er understands!" Ling'er pursed her lips tightly, nodded solemnly, and held the two bone short knives in her hands tighter.

After telling Ling'er, Qinglian stepped forward step by step, and there was a faint murderous aura spewing out from her body, which was the momentum left by the killer's heroic soul, with the help of the murderous aura caused by the previous killing of Du Feng's subordinates.

"What a heavy murderous aura!" The sloppy Taoist priest's eyes flashed, and he was secretly frightened.

Granny Mo's eyes also lit up, and she muttered: "The little young master has made rapid progress, although he was full of murderous intent when he fought before, he still couldn't release his murderous aura to form such an amazing momentum, and he actually gained this in a short period of time, which is really gratifying!"

Wu Xiuniang had tried her best to collect relevant information from many sources because of Qinglian's soul loss disease, so Granny Mo knew a lot about the resurrection.

Resurrection is a bizarre phenomenon in the first place, and in the records and legends of the Lost Battlefield about resurrection, each person's performance after resurrection is different.

Some people plummeted from genius to obscurity, some slowly metamorphosed and gradually rose, and some people soared into the sky and shocked the world. It is not for nothing that the speed of progress is more exaggerated than Qinglian's.

Moreover, most of those people were just lost due to various reasons, and the performance after returning the soul was still the same. Qinglian was born with the loss of the three souls, and it was even more because of the strange celestial phenomena that miraculously regained her soul, so no matter how amazing the performance was, Granny Mo would not feel strange.

In the concept of this world, as long as the soul is not possessed or taken away by ghosts, evil spirits, lonely souls, etc., it will be recognized to summon and restore the soul through other means, such as conjuring spirits, taking soul reviving grass, etc.

Regardless of the reaction of the sloppy Taoist priest and Granny Mo, Qinglian came step by step to the two of them who were not far from the pervert and fat wolf, and hooked her fingers at the two who felt Qinglian's compelling momentum and had heavy faces.

"Brothers, tear this kid!" the pervert waved his hand, screamed strangely, and rushed towards Qinglian with a dozen bandits with the fat wolf.

"Your opponent is me!Don't disturb my young master!" Ling'er, who was following Qinglian, frowned slightly, snorted, jumped out, and waved two bone short knives in his hands, intercepting everyone's way.

Ling'er's body is light, and her cultivation is several layers higher than these little minions, and the "butterfly dance knife method" is most suitable for this kind of group battle, only to see Ling'er like a butterfly wearing flowers, tossing and turning on the field, dancing.

For a while, more than a dozen Zhongshan bandits were already fighting with Ling'er, and it seemed that they were besieging Ling'er alone, but in fact, Ling'er had the upper hand.

"Look at it! It's really not easy to mess with, this little girl looks like she is in her teens, and she has actually reached the middle stage of qi refining, and she is not weaker than most of us!

"Yes, you see that old woman and old god are there, not worried, squinting and don't seem to bother to take a look, it seems that she is in her chest!"

"The pair of short knives in that little girl's hand seem to be extraordinary, you see, the wolves in Zhongshan are all well-armed, and they seem to be invincible after fighting with the short knives in that little girl's hand!" the sharp-eyed man saw a hint of clue and exclaimed.

Everyone hurriedly watched Ling'er fight with more than a dozen Zhongshan bandits, and sure enough, Ling'er's pair of short knives were either cut or chopped, or stabbed or picked, and after the opponent's weapon was exchanged, bursts of sparks could always burst out. Ling'er's short knife was not damaged at all, but the knives, guns, and clubs in the hands of Zhongshan bandits showed gaps of different sizes!

Ling'er's adaptability is very strong, and with the previous experience of fighting with the people of the Wu tribe, Granny Mo has already made some suggestions on the way to take precautions. This time he fought with the bandits in Zhongshan, and he had already fought impressively, and there was quite a rule between advance and retreat.

"Young Master Lian asked me to deal with these bad guys as soon as possible, so that I can knock on the mountain and shake the tiger, extinguish the other people's thoughts, and I won't entangle with them anymore!" Ling'er said secretly in her heart, and the more ruthless her shots became.

This time it was hard for these Zhongshan bandits, they were all ruthless, but they couldn't even touch the corners of Ling'er's clothes, and after a few rounds, three or four people were seriously injured by Ling'er and wanted to die, and they were aggrieved in their hearts.

"Ahh......h

Not to mention Ling'er, even the onlookers have never seen this kind of fighting style that will end up together if they don't agree with each other, and they won't die! The fierceness of the Zhongshan bandits can be seen!

"Oh no! the little girl is in danger!"

"What kind of ...... is this?"

"This is the terrible thing about the wolves in Zhongshan! They not only regard human life as a mustard, but they are also ruthless enough to themselves!" The onlookers exclaimed.

Ling'er was taken aback by the ferocity of the other party, stepped on the chain, subconsciously turned around, and avoided the opponent's attack a little embarrassed.

"Hahaha! Chicks are chicks, let the grandfathers greet you well!" Zhongshan bandits fully showed the ruthlessness of the wolf, and they would never let go if they caught the slightest flaw.

The rest of the people also gave up comparing their cultivation with Ling'er, comparing their body methods, and comparing their moves, all of them laughed wildly and rushed to Ling'er as if they were not dying, as long as Ling'er was restrained by one of them for a while, under the continuous attacks of the others, they would have no luck.