Lin Miao looked at Zhang Hong, who was full of smugness and arrogant, and suppressed the internal force of Bing Po Ming's palm, which was cold and forced to squeeze the cold, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and yelled: "Zhang Hong! I am different from you! Either kill me now to prevent future troubles, or I will kill you sooner or later!" Zhang Hong glared with his eyes and smiled: "You ungrateful thing! If I hadn't seen your surname as Lin, you would have died countless times! Lin Miao, you just toast and not eat and punish the wine, right? Well, I will become the friendship between Long Yubing in front of you - Humph, open your eyes and look carefully!"

As he said that, Zhang Hong put his left hand on Long Yubing's thigh, grabbed her skirt and lifted it hard. Lin Miaoji stared at Zhang Hong with a bloodthirsty look, and at the same time he stepped apart his legs stiffly and moved towards Zhang Hong bit by bit. Zhang Hong raised his left hand and snorted coldly: "What? Do you still want to try my Ice Soul Palm?" Lin Miao roared in a wild beast-like voice: "Pick your dirty hands away from her!" Zhang Hong looked at Long Yubing on his chest with a licentious face, shook his nose and pulled her skirt to a point that seemed to be broken: "Pick your hand away? How can you do it? Now the number one beauty in Dongyuan, I have to hug you for a while, haha... Oh, you can still walk?!"

At this time, Lin Miao was completely desperate - although he tried his best to resist the cold air of the Bingpo Ming Palm, Zhang Hong's skills were too deep, and it was as slow as an ant gnawing his bones. Lin Miao knew that he was powerless to turn the world back, and only wanted to be killed by Zhang Hong before his light and thin Dragon Warriors. Lin Miao knew very well that he did not have the ability to fight back in desperate situations like Mu Wushuang, and Lin Miao had already admitted his conscience at this time.

Zhang Hong pulled the clothes of the Long Emperor's soldiers to anger Lin Miao. Seeing Lin Miao slowly coming, a large amount of ice internal force had condensed in Zhang Hong's left palm. The cold air that emerged had covered most of Zhang Hong's body. Just when Lin Miao came over, he gave him a fatal blow. Just when Lin Miao was completely lost, a black shadow suddenly flew past Zhang Hong's side and took Long Emperor's soldiers away with him.

Even though his martial arts skills were as good as Zhang Hong, he didn't react. He instinctively swung his palm, and the Ice Soul Nether Palm, which had condensed twelve success powers, instantly hit Long Yubing's back. Long Yubing's chest thrust, and spewed out a large mouthful of blood with ice crystals. When Zhang Hong used the Ice Soul Nether Palm, he had already reacted, and his right palm slapped at the person who captured Long Yubing at almost the same time.

The man didn't look back and directly slapped his hand. Zhang Hong was shocked by him and took two steps back before he stood firm in a mess. Zhang Hong stood there in a daze, then bowed his hand and said, "This palm power! It's actually... the clutch of the immortal splitting... Junior Zhang Hong, I have met Mr. Qian, the bloody hand covering the sky." Although Lin Miao was seriously injured, his eyes were still there, so he naturally saw what happened just now. He looked at Qian Rendeng flying towards him in surprise.

Qian Rendengtou snorted coldly without looking back: "If I hadn't been rushing to save someone, I would have to smash your dog's head with one palm! Let's get out!" As Qian Rendeng said that, he held Lin Miao's shoulder with his left hand and jumped up with him and Long Yubing. Lin Miao and Long Yubing combined had a weight of more than 200 kilograms, but Qian Rendeng was as relaxed as holding two lanterns. Zhang Hong knew that he was definitely no match for Qian Rendeng, so he could only watch Qian Rendeng with hatred.

Lin Miao's ears were whistling wind, and the big trees under her feet were "flowing" behind her like rivers. Lin Miao secretly glanced at Qian Rendeng, who was still looking down, and secretly admired her in her heart: "Even if I use all my strength, I can only do this... Mr. Qian is with two people! The second in the world is indeed worthy of reputation!" Qian Rendeng flew to an open space at the foot of the mountain, and then fell lightly to the ground, and said to Lin Miao without looking back: "Your birth date and horoscope."

Lin Miao took a deep breath and said without thinking: "Go back to Mr. Qian, it's the night of April 16th." Qian Rendeng nodded and said, "The fate is nothing to say! It's Kefu. Come and take care of Long Xiaonier." Lin Miao walked around Qian Rendeng, took over Long Yubing, and quickly looked at Qian Rendeng's face.

Although Qian Rendeng is already ninety-three years old, his waist is straight and energetic. The wrinkles on his face are not only not old, but give people a sense of awesomeness. Moreover, Qian Rendeng's facial features are clearly slim and handsome. When he was young, he was at least a pretty gentleman like Zhang Tingmu. Lin Miao whispered: "Thank you, Mr. Qian, for helping him." Qian Rendeng said ignorantly, then took out two paper talismans with golden light, and quickly wrote the birth dates of Lin Miao and Long Yubing, squatted down and patted it on the ground with a palm.

Lin Miao frowned and said, "The hidden talisman that specializes in breaking the amulet... Mr. Qian, do you want to hide us?" Qian Rendeng glanced at Lin Miao and explained, "Yes. Unless Bu Yunqu (Bu Helai) bird man also came to help Zhang Hong do bad things, no one can find you two! Less nonsense, I have to detoxify Long Xiaonier as soon as possible." As Qian Rendeng first helped Lin Miao to pick up the broken arm bones, then looked at Lin Miao and nodded: "It's just an ordinary dislocation, just bear it."

Helping Lin Miao get his arms out, Qian Rendeng picked up Long Yubing again, walked straight to the foot of the mountain, and put Long Yubing in a cross-legged position. Qian Rendeng said to Lin Miao without raising his head, "You have practiced the Tianyang True Classic, go there to practice your own qi first, and I will help you later. Also, take off all your tops when exercising your qi, so that the cold poison can be dispersed quickly." Lin Miao said oh, and then asked carefully: "My uncle, do you have to take off all your tops too..."

Qian Rendeng turned white and scolded Lin Miao, "What are you thinking in your mind?! Go and go, roll roll, don't be in trouble here!" Lin Miao could only walk aside in disappointment, take off his shirt and use the internal strength of Tianyang Zhendeng to resist cold poison. Qian Rendeng reached out and lit it on Long Yubing's shoulders and lower abdomen. Long Yubing slowly opened his eyes and looked at Qian Rendeng in front of him listlessly.

Qian Rendeng nodded and smiled: "Oh, it's indeed the niece of Long Sizhan's tomboy. It's a pity that his body is too weak! Not even one percent of her." Long Yubing asked weakly: "Senior, who are you..." Qian Rendeng paused and introduced himself and said: "My name is Qian Rendeng. I just need to call me Old Man Qian." Long Yubing raised his breath and murmured: "It turns out that he is the second in the world... Old Qian, Long Yubing is polite..."

Qian Rendeng hurriedly waved his hand to stop her and said, "Ni'er, don't move! You just got the cold poison of Bingpo Ming Palm and were injured by Zhang Hong. I have to help you detoxify first! But you have to cooperate with me." Long Yubing nodded with his eyes blankly. Qian Rendeng rubbed his hands and continued with a little embarrassedly: "Ni'er, let's discuss it. You take off your coat first... Is it OK?"
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