Ling Chen jumped up, and grabbed Lan Ling's shoulders with both arms.
Blue Spirit screamed.
A green sleeve swung across the side, with great force, causing Ling Chen to stop suddenly.
This person's internal strength is not inferior to his.
Tian Ming and Gu Fan approached.
When the master saw the master, his eyes were red.
The woman and the thin man behind the tall man also surrounded him.
"Ling'er, do you really want to leave him? The man turned his head and asked softly, and the voice of Ling'er was extremely natural.
"Yes. I don't want to die. I died once. That's why I'm afraid. I'm not a rich lady, but a vulgar wild girl. I don't deserve him."
Ling Chen stood still, staring at Lan Ling, pointing at the man in front of him, "Who is he?"
"He..." Lan Ling didn't know who he was.
"I am her senior brother." The man said quietly.
He is tall, with bushy eyebrows and starry eyes, heroic and dazzling. His face was extremely gentle.
Moshang is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.
He was the exact opposite of Ling Chen's domineering and unruly style.
"May I ask your son's honorable name?"
"You don't need to know. If Linger doesn't want to be with you, I will take her away." His voice was deep and slow, but there was no doubt about it.
"That depends on whether you have the ability." Ling Chen drew his sword.
"Master, you can't use force due to your injuries, let's do it." Tian Ming drew his sword and came forward.
Ling Chen didn't retreat, his soft sword was like a shadow, instantly entangled Lan Ling and the man.
The man held a simple sword in his hand, simple, black, and without a sharp edge.
"He was poisoned." Lan Ling said softly.
The man glanced at Lan Ling. Swing the sword violently. Lan Ling felt a gust of cold wind swirl, and the tail of the wind swept over the fat guard standing next to him, and the fat man fell out of the air, instantly splashed with blood, lying on the ground and wriggling a few times, seeing that he was dying.
Tian Ming and Gu Fan stepped back abruptly.
Ling Chen stood there, motionless. He raised his head and stared at Lan Ling. When I looked again, my eyes had become extremely indifferent, "Have you thought about it? Are you really going to leave?"
"yes."
He threw her a box: "This is the antidote to worry-free, get out! Get out!"
All around quiet down. Lan Ling held the box, she wanted to leave, but when she heard the indifferent words from his mouth, her heart still felt dull pain, her nose was sore, and tears flowed down her cheeks.
The man picked up Lan Ling and disappeared after a few steps.
Ling Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, his body was unstable, his tall body swayed.
"Master!" Tian Ming and Gu Fan stepped forward to support him.
"Go, go back!"
He walked quickly ahead.
Neither Tian Ming nor Gu Fan dared to speak.
Lan Ling was hugged by the man, turned a few streets, walked through several alleys, and came to a simple and elegant courtyard.
After entering the door, passing through a quiet grove, the inside suddenly opened up.
"Master," a thin little girl came out.
"This is Miss Lan Ling, clean up for her." He put her down and disappeared.
"Hi Miss Lan, I'm Belle."
"The one just now, you called him Hall Master?"
"Yes, Huo Jingyun, the master of the Purple Clothes Hall, don't you know him?"
"I, I, know, know." Lan Ling smiled.
It turned out that he was the head of the Purple Clothes Hall. She heard from her grandfather that Ziyitang is a branch of Tsingyitang. Just established in recent years.
"Where is the Ziyi Pavilion?" Blue Dragon asked Belle.
"The front door is Ziyi Pavilion."
Oh, it turns out that the person my grandfather asked me to look for was Huo Jingyun.
Belle brought hot water, Lan Ling injured his arm and couldn't take a bath, so he wiped himself and changed into a light blue dress.
She went downstairs and saw Huo Jingyun was already sitting there. Sitting next to the thin man and the woman.
"Brother Huo!" She called out to him.
Her hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, pinned only by a silver hairpin. A drop of water slowly dripped onto her forehead, Huo Jingyun couldn't help but want to wipe it off with her hands.
"This is Liang Hongxiu, and this is Zhang Shan." Huo Jingyun introduced to her.
"They all call me Shanzi." Zhang Shan said with a smile.
Liang Hongxiu still had a cold face.
Huo Jingyun waved his hand, Shanzi and Liang Hongshou went down.
"You came to Ziyi Pavilion, what's the matter?"
"No, it's just defection. By the way, why do you say you are my brother?"
"My father is your mother's brother. My father said that your mother taught me, so I am your brother."
"Your father is my mother's elder brother?" Lan Ling had heard faintly. At that time, his father misunderstood his mother and his elder brother, hurt his mother, and the mother broke down because of her frustration.
"Yes. So, we are really destined."
"Then I'll call you senior brother from now on?"
"Can."
His eyes are gentle and charming, and Lan Ling blushes when he sees them.
Huo Jingyun glanced at Lan Ling intently, "Do you know the function of Mo Ling?"
"Grandpa said that if I have something to do, I can ask Ziyi Pavilion for help with Mo Ling."
he laughed.
"Mo Ling is an order to transfer the teams of Ziyitang and Qingyitang. So, don't show it to others easily. You came today, I thought you needed our team."
Lan Ling recalled that in her previous life, her grandfather did not give her a Mo Ling. When she helped Ling Feng, it was also her grandfather who led the troops himself.
"Do you think I need the Tsing Yi Hall team now?" Lan Ling asked back.
"The northern barbarians are invading, your husband, King An, will definitely fight." He said flatly.
"What? He wants to lead the army to fight?"
"yes."
Lan Ling was stunned.
"Forget it, don't think about it, take a good rest these few days, relax, and let Belle change your medicine later."
It was already evening when Ling Chen returned to Prince An's Mansion.
"Have they been summoned to come tonight?"
"Say it, come here at Xushi." Tian Ming replied.
"Are you ready?" Ling Chen's voice was hoarse.
"alright."
"Master, why did you let that person take Madam Ling away? Gu Fan and I teamed up, and he couldn't take advantage of it." Tian Ming finally couldn't help asking.
"Things during this period are too dangerous. She stayed in Prince An's Mansion, which is not safe. I wanted to take her with me when I left, but now it seems that there is no need. I fought with that person. Although I was injured, the He didn't try his best, and his cultivation is definitely not inferior to mine, so I can rest assured that Lan Ling is entrusted to him." Ling Chen said lightly.
"But we don't know who that person is!" Tian Ming couldn't let go.
"The sword used by that man is very special. It looks like it has no edge, but it is powerful in forbearance. If I guessed correctly, it is a blunt sword. The king of swords."
"The blunt sword is a special sword for the Juggernaut, why is it in his place, he is not very old."
"So, he must be related to the Juggernaut. Lan Ling is by his side, I don't worry. If I can return safely this time, I will go to find her. If it happens, she also has a place to shelter from the rain." Ling Chen leaned against Said slowly on the back of the chair.
But Lan Ling, will you really leave me
Tian Ming's nose was a little sore, "Master, you are actually very good to the spirit master, why do you always let her misunderstand?"
Ling Chen frowned slightly, and stopped talking.
Wen Heng arrived first.
Tian Ming and Gu Fan went outside and waited.
Wen Heng hugged Ling Chen, put his hands on Ling Chen's face and groped, "Ah Chen, why is your face so ugly?"
Ling Chen took her hand and took it off, "I'm fine, I'm just tired. Sit down."
He looks tired.
Wen Heng was stunned.
He never takes her hand away. He was the one who pestered her before.
Han Zhitao, Lei Ze, Yang Shuo, and Fan Xing are all here. Tian Ming and Gu Fan walked in.
Tian Ming put a small box in front of everyone