Zhu Yanyin was lying on the bed, weakly listening to the shadow guard's narration of the whole process of the Canyon Battle. Li Sui was still in the Wulin League and had not returned. Jiang Shenglin originally wanted to ask about Lan Yan's recent situation, but none of the captured Burning Fire Hall disciples knew. The Silver Pen Scholar was seriously injured and died. The only one left was Pan Shihou, who was still half-breathed. I don't know if he was overly stimulated. He couldn't even utter a complete word for a long time. It was really annoying.
Zhu Yanyin took off the scarf on his head and said, "Don't worry, Miss Lan will be fine. I think everyone's morale is high now, so why not take down the Burning Fire Palace in one fell swoop?"
"Alliance Master Wan also meant this," Jiang Shenglin said, "A quick battle and a quick decision."
…
When Li Sui returned to the room, Zhu Yanyin was wrapped in a quilt in a trance. His eyes were slightly lowered, and a few thin white fingers were placed on his knees. He looked so gentle and weak! The big devil was really hit accurately. He sat down on the bed, with a hint of coldness after the bath, and hugged the person into his arms: "Why haven't you slept yet?"
"Waiting for you." Zhu Yanyin asked, "How is it?"
"We will take action early tomorrow morning."
Zhu Yanyin pulled his hair. Although he said that he wanted to fight quickly, he still felt his heart hanging in his throat when he really "hurried up". After traveling thousands of miles from the northwest to the northeast, it was finally time for the final battle... The villains in the storybooks were bound to lose, but the endings of the upright protagonists were not always perfect. The second son Zhu said "Puh" twice in his heart, and drove out the inappropriate pictures from his mind: "Then I'll wait for you to come back."
Li Sui kissed the tip of his nose: "Okay."
Zhu Yanyin actually made a lot of preparations, necessary and unnecessary, and he wanted to make a cast steel and cast iron protective cover to wrap him up. Although he knew rationally that the longer this matter was delayed, the more uncontrollable Chi Tian's kung fu would be, but emotionally he began to think seriously, otherwise he would let his eldest brother cast a new thunderous cannon first, and then give it to the court after solving the problem of the Burning Fire Palace, anyway, my family has money.
Li followed and hugged him from behind: "Don't want to sleep?"
Zhu Yanyin hummed: "I'm worried about you."
"I know." Li Sui said lazily, "If you can beat him, then fight. If you can't beat him, then run away. It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge."
Zhu Yanyin thought, you are quite fluent in reciting it, but it doesn't sound credible.
Li Sui held him in his arms, kissing him from time to time, as if he was hugging a soft, white pillow. He really thought so, so when other leaders were full of heroic spirit and couldn't fall asleep in the vast and tragic sacrifice of life for justice, the most powerful Palace Master Li was already hugging his peerless demon... and his gentle scholar, and fell asleep peacefully and comfortably.
Or maybe it was only Li Sui who felt comfortable, while Zhu Yanyin kept his eyes open the whole night. Firstly, he was worried, and secondly, he was hugged too tightly. Don't ask, he just didn't dare to move.
The next day was a rare sunny day in the snowy plain.
The people in the city looked through the cracks in the windows curiously at the Wulin Alliance's troops marching through the long street. The loose snow was crushed into ice by their feet, reflecting the cold light like arrows in the sunlight.
Zhu Yanyin tried to act like a spoiled child: "Uncle..."
Lan Xishan was unmoved: "Don't go!"
Zhu Yanyin: “Oh.”
Middle-aged people are so boring. They don’t understand the bravery and romance of young people at all.
He sat down on the doorstep, his hands on his cheeks, sulking. His back looked pale, stubborn and rebellious.
Lan Xishan: Headache.
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The icy and silent air was broken by the sound of horse hooves.
Chi Tian really didn't change the traps and mazes around the Burning Fire Hall. He was probably still immersed in his self-proclaimed strong control over Yuan Yeyue, thinking that as long as Yuan Yexing was there, she would never give up. The direct consequence of this was that the disciples of the Burning Fire Hall didn't notice anything unusual until the Wulin League appeared at the end of the snowfield, and hurried to the depths of the hall to report the news.
In the dungeon that smelled of corruption, Lan Yan was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, when his ears suddenly caught a glimpse of something unusual. It was very noisy, with footsteps, shouts, and the sound of messy collisions of iron tools.
The people from the Yan'er Gang and the Sushan Sect also became alert and stood up, trying to figure out whether it was the people from the Wulin Alliance who had already attacked the Fire Hall.
Lan Yan listened carefully for a while, then stood up and said, "Get out of the way!"
Yan'er Gang and Lishan Sect: "..."
Lan Yan acted quickly, pulled out a Tiancan soft knife from his wrist guard, and chopped it down diagonally!
She chopped the cell door into a deformed and twisted knot.
The two major sects were stunned: So you can just leave now?!
The Burning Fire Temple member who was guarding the prison had his neck twisted before he could even call for help. This shows that Miss Lan really did not follow the big devil in vain, and her methods were so brutal that she could easily impersonate the master of Wanren Palace on the spot.
In another hall, the four Huang sisters were also a little panicked.
Huang Li said angrily: "The formation cannot be broken so easily, it must be Yuan Yeyue!"
Huang Que asked anxiously: "What should we do now?"
"There is nothing wrong with Yuan Yeyue. This is what the leader said." Huang Ying said, "So even if Yuan Yeyue made a mistake this time, the leader will not admit that he did not know the person well. He will only blame us for not doing a good job."
"That… "
"You all need to be smart." Huang Ying looked at her three sisters, "If there's anything wrong, leave here immediately!"
Anyway, they had made enough money over the years. Chi Tian was moody and unreasonably partial to Yuan Yeyue, which made the four sisters resentful. In addition, who would be willing to risk their lives for the so-called leader? It would be better to take the opportunity to leave the Central Plains martial arts world and find a rich place to live a life of luxury.
Having made up their minds, the four sisters picked up their weapons and planned to go and see the Wulin Alliance's offensive first, but when they went out, they happened to run into Lan Yan.
Ever since the tough jailer she hooked up with was killed by Chi Tian, Miss Lan hadn't washed her face for several days, so she looked even more murderous. She held a three-foot-long sword that she had snatched from somewhere, and with one foot on a chair, she asked, "Are you four coming at me all at once, or one at a time?"
Like the king of the mountain.
At the same time, Doctor Jiang, who was standing outside the Fire Hall, said: I am here to save the beauty!
Roll up your sleeves and rush in.
The four sisters of the Huang family had practiced the Moon Devouring Evil Skill for many years with Chi Tian, and their skills were not low, and their combined skills were far superior to Lan Yan. But they could not stand up to Miss Lan's speed. Her lightness skill was taught by Li Sui himself, and when she moved, there was no wind or leaves. Only a light blue shadow could be seen floating. Often, before the four sisters could react, they would hear the whistling wind behind their ears, and they had no time to resist and could only dodge in embarrassment.
After several hundred moves, a blood groove was cut on Huang Ying's left arm, and the long sword in her hand fell to the ground with a clang. The other three sisters saw that their eldest sister was injured, and their moves became more fierce. Under the opponent's crazy attack, Lan Yan regretted not leaving a few more shadow guards to help her. She swung her knife to sweep away the deadly sword in front of her. Just as she was thinking about whether to retreat, a group of people suddenly rushed in from the palace gate.
Jiang Shenglin brought his shadow guards with him: "Miss Lan, here I come!"
Lan Yan: “?”
Huang Ying picked up a long sword from the ground and tried to hold Jiang Shenglin hostage. Lan Yan's pupils shrank, and she flew to save him, but she was still a step too late. Huang Ying grabbed Jiang Shenglin's collar and held the sword across his neck. Just as she was about to threaten him, she felt a burning pain in her palm, as if a thousand needles were piercing her blood vessels at the same time, and it instantly spread to her arms and body.
She rolled to the ground in pain and soon passed out screaming.
Jiang Shenglin, wearing silver silk gloves, patted himself twice and said, "Sorry, I'm full of poison."
Lan Yan was shocked by this hedgehog operation that she had never seen before. This shock inevitably distracted her, so she was stabbed in the left shoulder by Huang Li's sword and almost fell down the stairs.
Jiang Shenglin: It’s too dangerous, luckily I came early!
Lan Yan: Shut up!
Jiang Shenglin wrapped himself up so tightly, wearing three or four layers of soft silk armor next to his skin, which was not only invulnerable to swords and spears, but also sprinkled his outer shirt with carefully prepared poison powders of various colors, which would immediately paralyze the whole body as soon as anyone touched it. In addition to seeing patients, he had been doing this behind closed doors all this time, and it was not easy for him to collect enough poison powders for a small bottle.
This is not a hero saving a beauty, it is used immediately!
Lan Yan covered her injured left shoulder and watched Jiang Shenglin jumping up and down under the protection of the Wanren Palace Shadow Guards, rubbing against the three sisters, which was very eye-catching. But no matter how eye-catching it was, he actually fooled her once. After a few dozen moves, the three sisters became two sisters.
Huang Li suddenly swung his sword back and cut through Jiang Shenglin's outer robe.
Doctor Jiang: “?”
Huang Que also guessed what his sister meant, so he swept away the shadow guard in front of him with one move, rushed forward and cooperated with her seamlessly, and soon chopped Jiang Shenglin's poison-soaked robe into pieces, revealing the soft silk armor he was wearing next to his body.
Lan Yan didn't know what her fate was. Last time when she went to the mountains to look for Pan Jinhua, the other party had been taking off his clothes because he was not in a clear mind. Now she was fighting against the Demon Cult, and there was another naked man about to appear in the battle... In order not to see what she shouldn't see, Lan Yan tore off the hem of her skirt and tied her shoulders to stop the bleeding, then rushed forward and fought with the two sisters again.
Jiang Shenglin: I can!
Blue Smoke: Get out of the way!
Then he chopped the yellow bird away with his sword.
Jiang Shenglin: ...Okay, then I'll take a break first!
I can’t take it anymore. I just fought too hard and I can’t breathe.