After wandering all the way to a secluded courtyard, when Yu Ling and the others walked into the door, the pretty woman at the back locked the door without leaving a trace, while a careless senior brother was completely unaware of this.

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"I don't like drinking, so I drink tea instead. I hope you three don't mind." After the middle-aged scribe filled three cups of green tea, he started chatting with Fang Zijin and talked about many strange things.

As a matter of fact, even Yu Ling, who was originally casual, also became slightly interested. After all, no matter what the other party's intentions were, these small talk should be true.

"There are both strong and weak people gathered in this small town, and most of them are going for the Ice-whisker Lion and the Snow-Lys Snake. The Ice-whisply Lion's lion's fur is as hard as iron, and it is perfect for use as a weapon-making material.

As for the Lixue Snake, most cultivators at the late stage of Tongxuan and above are interested in them. After all, the Lixue Snake at Huazun level is not easy to mess with.

, it is said that after being bitten, cultivators below Huazun are almost certain to die. The poison is almost incurable, so there are many cultivators who like to use poison to catch a few Lixue snakes every now and then to extract the toxin.

, although it is not as powerful as the Snake King, it is still a great threat to Tongxuan cultivators."

The middle-aged scribe explained for a while, and then asked in passing: "You three are still young, why do you come here to join in the fun? The Ice Territory is not a kind place."

Fang Zijin was about to speak, but was interrupted by Yu Ling: "I just came here to practice and improve myself. Just by practicing quietly, I always feel like I'm missing something."

"It is naturally good for young people to walk more and see more scenery. When I was as young as you, I also liked to wander around. Now I am more inactive. If I am not mistaken, I am the oldest of the three of you.

You're not more than twenty-five, right?" The middle-aged scribe looked at Fang Zijin with a smile.

Fang Zijin couldn't hear the careful temptation in his words, and he revealed all his family background straightforwardly: "Oh, I'm twenty-two, and these are my junior brothers and sisters, they are only fourteen or fifteen years old."

"Oh, it's great to be young." The middle-aged scribe seemed relieved and smiled happily.

Fang Zijin was chatting happily with the middle-aged scribe here, and the little girl with braids on the other side also came close to Yu Ling and Zi Chenruo, blinked her big eyes and said: "Sister is so beautiful, brother is so beautiful too.

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The delicate woman smiled helplessly, touched the little girl's braid and said, "How did mother teach you? How can you use the word beautiful to your brother? Think carefully about what you should use?"

The little girl muttered aggrievedly: "You can't use beauty..."

Zi Chenruo couldn't help but reveal a clear and shallow smile, raised his hand and touched the little girl's head, then slid his hand smoothly, stretched out his fingers and pressed on the back of the little girl's neck without any warning, and with a slight exertion, she

He suddenly fainted.

At the same time, the middle-aged scribe put his right hand behind his back and made a gesture quietly, so the originally quiet courtyard suddenly became not so quiet.

More than a dozen figures flew out from various hidden corners of the courtyard, most of them rushed towards Fang Zijin, and the remaining two rushed towards Yu Ling and Zi Chenruo respectively.

When Senior Brother Fang was still confused, Yu Ling reached out and accurately caught the dagger stabbing his abdomen under the stone table. He didn't even lower his head, but looked at the opposite side with a sarcastic look in surprise.

The delicate woman with wide eyes said calmly: "Is this how you treat guests?"

With a "click", the dagger was broken into two pieces by Yu Ling. The delicate woman was shocked by the spiritual power and couldn't help but let go of her hand, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Only the dagger fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

"Master Xuanzun?" She exclaimed in disbelief, her face turned pale, and she obviously realized that today's situation was very bad.

The middle-aged scribe's face suddenly changed. He was originally planning to attack Fang Zijin, but after hearing this, he subconsciously changed the direction of his spiritual skill, letting the rainbow light shine straight at the center of Yu Ling's eyebrows.

Yu Ling blocked it with a precise horizontal stroke, and responded with a beam of dark magic light to the middle-aged scribe. However, he was obviously not as lucky as Yu Ling. Although he dodged half of his body as much as possible, he was still pierced.

On his left shoulder, blood suddenly dripped out.

Senior Brother Fang, no matter how slow he was, realized it now. Although he still couldn't understand the cause and effect, this did not prevent him from using his domain spiritual skills to trap all the more than ten people who were attacking, leaving only a ghostly atmosphere.

The light flickers, and the Qi of Huazun Realm is undoubtedly revealed. How can those cultivators who are the strongest but only the peak strength of Tongxuan be able to live?

In comparison, the strongest among this group of people is the middle-aged scribe, who has a cultivation level of Xuanzun, but his spiritual skills and weapons don't seem to be that good. Although he is said to be ruthless, his combat power is compared to Liu Dan's.

, Feng Mo is even worse, let alone fighting against Yu Ling.

Without Zi Chenruo's action, Fang Zijin destroyed the spiritual power of the couple. The delicate woman was actually at the peak of her Qi cultivation. At this moment, she sadly did not look at the middle-aged scribe, but sighed quietly: "Here.

I'll be happy."

Fang Zijin originally had a good impression of her, but after being deceived, his mood naturally didn't get much better. Hearing this, he gritted his teeth with a gloomy face and said: "I saved you with good intentions. It's fine that you two are not grateful. You are still calculating.

Trapping us? Where are all your consciences?"

Yu Ling said lightly and sarcastically: "Elder brother, please stop being sentimental. It was a drama staged by collusion. You claim to be your savior, but others just treat you as a fat sheep."

Fang Zijin was stunned for a moment. The middle-aged scribe was dejected because of his spiritual power. He smiled miserably and said: "I didn't expect that I lost my sight and the boat capsized in the ditch, and I also killed my brothers together."

Huang Quan, since you have seen it a long time ago, why are you still willing to come and try it? Is this fun? "

"Who told someone here to be too upright to experience such a thing personally? How could he be so impressed?" Yu Ling said matter-of-factly.

However, this kind of tone of pointing out juniors seems very strange when it comes to Fang Zijin. In the eyes of the middle-aged scribe, he only thinks that the identities of the two people should be reversed to be the most reasonable. After all, Yu Ling looks more like a big brother no matter how he looks at it.

Senior brother is right.

"You are so young, but you have such a level of cultivation. You must be talented disciples from a large sect nearby. I didn't die unjustly..." the middle-aged scribe coughed blood.

Yu Ling didn't answer at all, but just patted Senior Brother Fang and said impatiently: "How long are you going to stay idle? This person has worked hard to delay for a while, and he should have secretly called for help. If we don't leave, you

Just prepare to continue killing everyone."

The middle-aged scribe's expression changed again and again. Unexpectedly, this was noticed by Yu Ling. He suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of powerlessness, and felt that the young man in front of him simply did not look like a young man.

Zi Chenruo flicked her fingers, and a flash of purple light penetrated the middle-aged scholar's eyebrows. Then she looked at the delicate woman quietly and asked plainly: "I know this child is innocent, I will take her away later, you

Any last words?"

The woman forced out a sad smile: "I don't blame you... I was kidnapped by him to be his wife. In recent years, I have accepted my fate and worked as a villain. I also live a very uncomfortable life... I just want to say that I am not actually this child's son."

Biological mother, she probably isn’t from this town. Don’t leave her alone, otherwise she will definitely die without any bones left in her short life..."

"Okay, I promise you." Zi Chenruo nodded, picked up the unconscious little girl, and saw a trace of black blood spilling from the lips of the delicate woman. She tilted her head and fell on the stone table without making a sound.

"What on earth is this messed up thing?" The senior brother who didn't understand it from the beginning to the end said he was going crazy.
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