"Liu Wei'an will protect me for three days, I will stay here for six days, and I will leave after six days. You can live in peace, with me here, no one dares to mess around." Zhang Yangjin said to Yan'er.
"On behalf of the young master, Yan'er thanked Mr. Zhang for his help." Yan'er saluted with earnest words.
"It doesn't have to be like this, Liu Wei'an is kind to me, and I owe him that." Zhang Yangjin swept his eyes, pointed to a building and said, "There should be no one living here, I will live here for the next six days .”
"This place hasn't been tidied up yet, I'm afraid... Mr. Zhang lives in Building No. 13, there is ample space and it's close to the restaurant—" Yan'er hesitated.
"Don't bother, it's here." Zhang Yangjin's tone is unquestionable, "I'm here to train, not to enjoy. No matter how bad the environment is, it's a blessed place for me."
After speaking, she led the men and horses striding towards the house he valued, the displeasure in Yan'er's eyes flashed away, and the Ping'an soldiers looked ugly, but they didn't say anything. The place Zhang Yangjin chose was the instructor Tang Dingdong's office.
More than 20 gold-level masters exuded a faint aura. When they passed by them, their eyes occasionally glanced at them, as if they were unintentional or warning.
No one noticed when the old man in the gray gown left, just as no one noticed when he appeared.
Sudden-
Zhang Yangjin stopped in her tracks and stared at the city gate, a woman stood there, a very beautiful woman in a red dress, as hot as fire. The left shoulder is slightly exposed, and the suet white jade-like skin and red create a strong visual impact. Standing very casually has already given people a sense of infinite temptation.
"Zhang Wuhe!" Zhang Yangjin has never called Zhang Wuhe's cousin since she was a child, and has always called her by her first name. When I was very young, I always called it that way, as if I knew at that time that this woman would become his competitor when she grew up.
The eyes are sharp and watchful.
"My dear cousin, where have you been these past few days? I have worked so hard to find my sister, and I am worried that you will suffer outside." Zhang Wuhe smiled beautifully, as bright as the morning glow.
"Don't worry about you, I'm fine." Zhang Yangjin took a step forward, didn't know what to think of, and stopped again, with a somewhat cold voice: "The blue city is not very peaceful recently, you go out You still need to bring more people, or you will be easily fooled. After all, you are a woman.
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"It's better to be on your own. Never forget to care about my sister. Since you still remember me as a sister in your heart, or else my sister will move in with you. I believe that you will protect me, brother, and won't let me be hurt. Bullying by the bad guys." Zhang Wuhe showed a pitiful look.
"Although we are sisters and brothers, we are adults after all. We still have to be careful about the difference between men and women. We don't have to live together." Zhang Yangjin was unmoved, staring at Zhang Wuhe, and kindly reminded: "If you are really worried about safety The problem is, you can choose a place in the south of the city, and the south of the city is under my protection, so it is very safe." Without waiting for Zhang Wuhe to say anything else, he turned and strode away.
"Little slippery head!" Zhang Wuhe cursed in a low voice, holding the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, rubbing his robe lightly. Wearing a string of crimson beads on the bright moon-like wrist, it was made of unknown material, exuding a terrifying aura.
Not far away, the old man in the gray gown that seemed to be integrated with the wall quietly disappeared when Zhang Yangjin walked far enough. Seeing him leave, Zhang Wuhe's tense body relaxed, the fear in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and he turned to leave.
With this person around, she dared not enter the south of the city.
In a flash, a dwarf with a head as big as a bucket appeared beside Zhang Wuhe. If you don't look at his face, he is a boy under 10 years old, but the Zou pattern on his face shows that this person is at least 80 years old. over the age of.
"Where did Zhang Yangjin find such a master?" Zhang Wuhe said to himself, masters of this level all have names and surnames. Not impressed.
"I can't see through the depth of this person." Datou said, with deep fear in his eyes. He thought he was hiding well, but he was discovered by the old man in the gray gown. Although the person didn't look at him, he didn't Make no sign, but he knows, he's been found.
"Let's go, there's still enough time, we have plenty of time." Zhang Wuhe was a little unwilling, but the opportunity had been lost, and she could only face the reality. She and Datou left, and only Pingan Warrior and Yan'er were left.
I don't know how long it has been since I experienced such a shame. Everyone in the Ping'an soldiers held their breath in their hearts, without roaring or complaining, and silently cleaned the battlefield.
Ground.
When the little shopkeeper returned to the secret room, he was taken aback and threw himself on Liu Wei'an. Liu Weian turned into a skeleton again, worse than the worst time, with shriveled internal organs and dry bones, as if he had been dead for many years. The little peddler realized for a long time before he was sure that Liu Weian was still alive, and the flame of his soul would still pulsate occasionally. Although it was like a candle in the wind, it did not go out after all.
The little shopkeeper was very worried, but there was nothing he could do. The ground milk has been exhausted, and the Shiren clan has accumulated only three drops over the years, and they are all fed to Liu Wei'an, who has done his best. From now on, Liu Weian can only rely on himself.
The ancient animal skin book fell on the ground, not because it was no longer needed, but because Liu Weian couldn't catch it and fell. But at this moment, even if he could catch it, he couldn't see it anymore. All his mind was fighting against the Curse of Weeping Blood, and he didn't dare to relax at all. The best way to understand the enemy is to break into the inside. Liu Weian has now broken into the Curse of Weeping Blood. However, he did not take the initiative to break in, he was passive.
The Curse of Weeping Blood pulled him in, and he was powerless to resist.
The Curse of Weeping Blood wanted to obliterate his body and soul, Liu Wei'an tried every means to stop it, if he couldn't stop it, he would die. Every second felt like a year, and every trace of pain was magnified ten times. Sometimes Liu Weian wanted to yell, but he couldn't make a sound in this state, so he could only endure it silently. Time passed by second by second, I don't know how long it took, and finally—
"I understand!" Liu Wei'an pointed out, and a rune appeared, exuding mysterious power. The annihilation power of the Curse of Weeping Blood seemed to have stagnated slightly, but Liu Wei'an noticed it.
"It's feasible!" Liu Wei'an was overjoyed. After countless failures and deduction, he finally found the right direction. The runes were clicked continuously. At the beginning, the power of the runes was very weak, and they were wiped out by the Curse of Weeping Blood for a few tenths of a second. But as Liu Wei'an's comprehension strengthened, the runes became clearer and stronger, their existence time gradually extended, and their number increased.
One, two, three... When the ninety-nine runes appeared, unexpected changes occurred. The ninety-nine runes were combined to form a formation that had never been seen before, and the formation glowed. The son blocked the power of the Curse of Weeping Blood, the storm stopped suddenly, Liu Weian was stunned, the almost numb pain dissipated little by little, and the long-lost ease returned to the soul, this kind of happiness almost made him cry Out.
It's not easy to be very happy.