In a pergola on the official road outside Songshan City, a boy in a gray robe was teasing the green-clothed boy sitting opposite him with a smile on his face.

"I can't tell, Xiao Lingdang, since you still have such a brave side."

The young man in green had a thick strip of cloth wrapped around his right arm, his eyes were blue and purple, swollen as big as a steamed bun, and there was a crutch next to him.

"Shut up, if it weren't for your scourge, would I be beaten like this?"

Zhao Ziling glared at him, but his eyes widened and pulled the wound, which made him grin.

"You have to speak with conscience. What's the matter with me if you are beaten up by the Seventh Elder without restraint?"

Qin Changan spread his hands. Since this guy dared to call the Seventh Elder, he admired his courage. In the end, he was beaten up by the Seventh Elder on the grounds of the palace rules and became like this now.

I have to rely on people to help me walk, and I don’t know where this guy got the courage at that time.

"Qin Chang'an, don't worry, if I really encounter danger, I will never care about you. Why do you want me to work hard for you? Isn't my life a life?"

Zhao Ziling looked dissatisfied. He was at least a sixth-grade bloodline. He was going to the North Dao Temple to make a name for himself. He must not die halfway before he even arrived.

"Hahaha, with your strength, it's good to be able to protect yourself, and you still protect me? Do you think too much of yourself?"

Qin Changan curled his lips. Although Zhao Ziling is also at the eighth level of the acquired realm, he has the Red Lotus Armor and the Blood Sword. If it really fights, he is sure to solve it within three moves.

Zhao Ziling glared at his eyes and was about to refute, but suddenly, his face changed, his head tilted to the side, and a short sword almost flew over his face in the next moment, and inserted it on the table in front of him with a bang.

"Hahaha, little lady, you can't escape!"

"You won't naively think that someone dares to save you on the official road, right?"

"It is your blessing for the Third Headmaster to fall in love with you. If you are ungrateful, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Put the things now, otherwise I will send you to see the King of Hell."

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As the dagger penetrated into the table, noisy sounds of horse hooves and laughter came from outside the pavilion. Several strong men rode horses and carried swords, surrounded a man in the middle, scolding him in a verbal manner.

In the middle of the horses, a woman with a ponytail and wearing bright red clothes was holding a short sword, and her eyes were coldly scanning the strong men around her.

Seeing them, the people in the pavilion changed their faces suddenly, and they stood up and fled quickly, fearing that they would not be able to leave if they walked slowly. In the blink of an eye, only Qin Changan and the other two were left.

The woman in red looked at them and saw the dagger on the table. Then she stomped her feet on the ground and walked through the gaps between the war horses. She took two steps at a time and came to their table and grabbed the dagger.

Zhao Ziling narrowed his eyes slightly, and spiritual power surrounded the left hand. He slapped it with a slap, accurately slapped her arm, and knocked the woman's hand away.

"Bad, what are you doing!"

The woman staggered a few steps, turned around and scolded with anger, with a little anxiety in her eyes.

"Girl, your sword almost hit my head. Are you going to take it away like this? Do I want to save face?"

Zhao Ziling's face turned pale. Now he was wondering if Qin Changan was born with bad luck. No good things had happened when he was with him since he was a child.

"I testify that the sword just now was indeed quite dangerous. If he hadn't avoided it, the sword might have been stuck in his mind now."

Qin Changan nodded, ate the dishes on the table by himself, and looked out of the corner of his eyes at the group of strong men who were gradually approaching. The visitors were not kind.

"Those two little brats, get out of here immediately!"

"Don't you understand the rules of Qingfeng Village doing business and getting out of the idle people?"

The two strong men walked into the pavilion first, raised the long sword in their hands, pointed the tip of the knife directly at Qin Changan and Zhao Ziling, flashing with a terrifying cold light, and murderous intent emerged in their eyes.

The rest of the people bypassed and surrounded the entire pavilion, looking at the people in the pavilion with murderous intent.

The woman in red suddenly changed her face when she saw this scene, and a hint of anxiety flashed across her face. She subconsciously looked at the dagger on the table, but from the corner of her eyes, she saw that the two teenagers sitting were not at all, especially the one on the left, with a smile on her face.

"Don't leave? Then kill!"

Looking at the two people sitting in place without any intention of moving, the leader riding on the war horse outside the pavilion gave a cold order, and his cold tone seemed to be not killing people at all, but killing a poultry at all.

"kill!!"

Several strong men around him rushed towards Qin Changan and the others with ferocious expressions. A cold light flashed on the blade, and faint spiritual power appeared on the surface of the blade.

Where did the two young men come from? Since they dare to go against Qingfeng Village, they will become dead souls under the sword.

"You all want to fight disabled people?"

Just as the long sword was about to fall, Qin Changan's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a bang, a terrifying spiritual flame burned from his body. The temperature of this space instantly increased. The next moment, his figure swayed gently and disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again the next moment, he had already arrived in front of a strong man. Without any hesitation, he raised his right fist and smashed it hard.

boom!!

The punch hit the strong man's chest. He didn't even understand how Qin Changan appeared, and he was blown away by a terrifying force and smashed out of the pavilion.

Qin Changan did not stop there, twisted his body and came to the front of the second strong man. His left foot was swung like a long whip and hit his abdomen hard. A scarlet flame bloomed at the impact.

Ah!! The strong man screamed and flew backwards, farther than the first person to fly out. He smashed the official road hard, smashed it into a huge pit, twitched a few times before falling into a coma.

"Qin Chang'an, make it clear, who are you talking about the disabled?"

Zhao Ziling, who was sitting, stared at the sight and stood up with a crutch. How dare this damn Qin Changan say that he is a disabled person?

"Don't force it, it's embarrassing to fall on the ground if you can't stand firmly."

"roll!"

Zhao Ziling walked out of the pavilion with a crutch, looking at the people outside with cold murderous intent. It was hard to come when these guys came, but this time.

"Friends, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise you will not be able to leave Songshan City if you offend me Qingfeng Village."

Outside the pavilion, the leader riding on a horse looked at the two subordinates lying on the ground, and looked at Zhao Ziling who was slowly walking out with gloomy eyes. Where did these two guys who didn't know where the sky and earth came out?

Zhao Ziling ignored him with a crutch and limped out. Although he stood at the entrance of the pavilion, he threw the crutch in his hand aside, reached out and pulled it behind his back, and a short white gun was pulled out from the gray cloth bag behind him.

"I'm talking nonsense, do you want to fight or not? If you want to fight, you can get faster. If you don't fight, get away, and be next to me."

"Hmph, if you don't want to eat toast, I will help you."

The leader looked at the arrogant lame man in front of him and his face turned pale. It would be fine if the guy in the pavilion was, you, a disabled person, dare you be so arrogant?

"Everyone, kill them."

The leader gave a cold order, and the bandits who were originally surrounded rushed towards Zhao Ziling, with a ferocious expression and a long sword dancing.

"Qin Chang'an, let me see clearly. I am not the Zhao Ziling when I was a child."

Looking at the many bandits coming, a trace of disdain flashed in Zhao Ziling's eyes, twisted his neck, and his spiritual power poured into the short spear from his arm. He swung his right arm gently, accompanied by a crackling sound, and the short spear, which was originally only the length of an arm, instantly turned into a spear more than one meter long.

"Breaking the Stars and Hundred Strikes!"

Zhao Ziling shouted coldly, swinging his spear, turning into afterimages, constantly appearing around his body, and a little bright starlight appeared above the tip of the spear. As the gun shadow emerged, the space seemed to have turned into a starry sky.
Chapter completed!