The original Ling Jing Palace Master's pretty face was pale and bloodless, and his right hand was tightly attached to the blue short sword. (All of them are on May Day, I asked Han Yun to shake his head lightly and ask, "Jianyue, what's wrong with her?"

Jianyue said with red eyes: "The palace master was injured one after another, and he was seriously injured. I'm afraid he will recover if he has to rest for more than half a year!"

Han Yun glanced at the five purple fingerprints on Jian Yuexue's white neck and smiled and said, "Why are you crying? It's good if you can't die. This fierce woman is raising her for a few months and is like a peacock again!"

Jian Yue gave Han Yun a blank look: "Don't be disrespectful to the palace master!"

Han Yun smiled and said that he had even hit the Palace Master's butt, so he didn't dare to say anything. He bent down and broke off the short sword in the Palace Master Ling Jing's hand. This short sword could stab Voldemort, which must be an ordinary rank.

"If you're dizzy, you can hold it so tightly!" Han Yun said as he naturally put away the small sword. Jian Yue opened his mouth and said nothing. This Yuanshui sword is not a great magic weapon. Just don't forget it, but I think the palace master will not care about it.

Han Yun took the Yuanshui Sword and cut Voldemort's head open. Sure enough, he found a magic pill with rich magic power in it. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, put away the magic pill and the Yuanshui Sword and walked out of the cave.

"Master, where are you going?" Jianyue asked hurriedly.

Han Yun turned around and smiled: "Don't worry, there should be no second Voldemort. You are waiting here, I'll go out and call Mingfeng in!"

Jianyue felt relieved to treat Ling Jinggong's injuries.

Mingfeng waited outside the cave for several hours but saw the Palace Master Ling Jing come out. He was anxious and wanted to disobey the Palace Master's order to go into the cave to search, but he was afraid that the rescuer would not be able to find the person. When he was in a dilemma, a noise suddenly came from the cave.

Ming Feng raised his sword and shouted softly: "Who?"

"It's me!" Han Yun's lazy voice came out. Ming Feng felt relieved and shouted happily: "Is it Yun Gong?"

Han Yun walked out of the darkness and said with a smile: "Isn't it me?"

Ming Feng looked behind Han Yun in confusion and asked strangely: "Where is the palace master?"

"Don't be nervous, she was a little injured. Jianyue is taking care of her. You click in!" Han Yun waved his hand.

Ming Feng was overjoyed and walked into the cave. After walking a few steps, he turned around and asked, "Don't Yun Gong go in?"

Han Yun smiled and said, "I'm here to pick you up those who come to ask for help!"

Mingfeng said with a little suspicion: "Mr. Yun wouldn't take the opportunity to run away, right? What if the palace master asked Mingfeng what to do if he wanted someone!"

Han Yun couldn't help but sweat and frowned, "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't go in, you won't be able to see your palace master!"

Ming Feng immediately lost his appearance and rushed into the cave. Something happened to the palace, so the few personal maids could not survive. Even everyone in the palace master's mansion could not escape death. It was extremely terrifying that the Water Emperor started a fire.

Seeing Ming Feng disappearing into the cave, Han Yun touched his chin depressedly and said, "Why do you think of the old man as the Lord of Ling Jing?" After that, he sang out the flying sword and rushed in the air.

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"No...No!" Ling Jing Palace Master murmured, and suddenly sat up and screamed: "No!"

Jianyue and Mingfeng shouted happily: "Parent Lord, you are awake!"

Jianyue took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from the forehead of Ling Jing. It seemed that the palace master was having a nightmare!

The Lord Ling Jing's chest was panting, and suddenly pushed Jianyue's hand away and looked around: "Yun Han...Yun Han!"

Jianyue said very considerately: "Don't worry, Lord Yun, he is fine, Voldemort was killed by Lord Yun, we are safe now!"

The Lord of Ling Jing breathed a sigh of relief. When he found Ming Feng and Jianyue around him, his face suddenly turned red and he snorted: "I... I just want to see if the bastard is dead!"

Jianyue and Mingfeng looked at each other, and they all knew in their hearts that the Lord of the House clearly liked Yun Gong, but they were stubborn and refused to admit it.

Ling Jing Gongyu looked around and found that Voldemort's body was nearby. The three-huobao of the gourd was lying in the distance like a dead dog, erecting with his big belly, screaming in pain, like a pregnant woman having a baby. Ling Jing Gongzhu looked around and saw Han Yun but couldn't help asking, "Where is he... Yun Han?"

A hint of worry appeared on Jianyue and Mingfeng's face. The Lord of Ling Jing noticed that the two of them looked wrong, and his face turned pale a little, and asked in a trembling voice: "Where is he? Where has he been?"

Mingfeng hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Lord Yun is really okay!"

"Where has he gone?" The Palace Master Ling Jing asked loudly, his eyes full of fear, fearing that he would hear that Han Yun was dead.

Jian Yueqing said: "Mingfeng, tell the palace master!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing grabbed Ming Feng's hand, his haggard and pretty face was full of worry. Ming Feng sighed inwardly. It seemed that the Palace Master really fell in love with Han Yun, and said carefully: "Palace Master, Mr. Yun is gone!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing was stunned and shook his head and said, "Have you left? Where are you going? Is he dead? You lied to me, how could he kill Voldemort? He must be dead!"

Jianyue and Mingfeng didn't expect that the Palace Master Ling Jing would be so excited. They were instantly panicked. Jianyue hurriedly hugged the Palace Master Ling Jing who was about to stand up and sweared: "Palace Master, Mr. Yun is really okay. He really left and took away your Yuanshui Sword!"

"Yuanshui Sword?" The Palace Master Ling Jing gradually calmed down and looked around. His Yuanshui Sword was really gone.

Jian Yue pointed to Voldemort's corpse and said, "Look, Voldemort was shot through the chest by Yun Gong, and Yun Gong even took away the magic pill!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing sat down suspiciously and murmured: "He...why should he take away the Yuanshui Sword of my palace when he leaves!"

Jianyue was afraid that the Palace Master Ling Jing would not believe it, so she hurriedly said, "The third brother also watched Mr. Yun kill Voldemort with his own eyes. The third brother, don't you think so?"

The third brother nodded violently and said, "That's right, it's the little killer. You don't know how cool that shot is. His bad gun is definitely a magic weapon masturbating!"

Boss: "Oh, it hurts so much!"

The second child: "Oh, I'm so painful that I'm old. It's wrong. That's called the divine weapon self-deprecating, not the divine weapon masturbating!"

The third brother: "Haha, that's about it!"

The Lord Ling Jing wrote this time. Although the three Hulu Huobao spoke crazy, one advantage was that he would not lie.

The Palace Master Ling Jing knew that Han Yun was not dead, and his pretty face suddenly became tense again and said angrily: "Damn bastard, why did you let him run away!"

Jianyue and Mingfeng looked at each other, and Jianyue said helplessly: "Mr. Yun said he would ask Mingfeng to come in, I didn't think so much!"

Mingfeng lowered his head and stuttered: "I met Mr. Yun at the entrance of the cave, but Mr. Yun said that the palace master was not good anymore, so he asked me to come in and see the palace master immediately. Who knew that he had lied to me and slipped away by himself!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing said angrily: "Two fools, how can that guy believe what he said!" He struggled to stand up.

Jianyue was shocked and hugged her and refused to move. He advised: "Parent Lord, you are seriously injured, don't move!"

"Let me go, I want to capture him back!" said Ling Jing Palace Master.

"Palace Master, Mr. Yun has been running for more than two hours. The Palace Master has another injury. How can he catch up? It's better to recover the wound first and then catch him. I guess Mr. Yun should have gone to the Lingtai. At that time, more people will definitely be able to catch him back to the Palace Master!" Ming Feng hurriedly persuaded.

The Palace Master Ling Jing sat dejectedly on the ground and said angrily: "Yun Han, you can escape for a while but not for a lifetime. I don't believe that you can escape from the palm of my hand!"

Jianyue and Mingfeng couldn't help but sweat secretly. If anyone who didn't know the truth heard the Lord Ling Jing's gritting his teeth, he would have thought that she and Yun Han had an irreconcilable grudge.

Boss: "Oh, it hurts so much!"

The second child: "It hurts so much. The bull-nosed monster almost slapped the old man's head!"

The third brother: "It's a big fool to call the ghost. The ugly monsters don't cry out in pain. You two big men keep calling out, which really makes us lose faces of the three heroes of the gourd!"

Boss: "The ugly monster is not as bad as us!"

The second child: "That's it! Did you see those two big holes? We were photographed. We were replaced by those ugly monsters with fine skin and tender flesh, and we were not photographed as scum!"

The third brother shook his head and said, "You know, no, the ugly monster is heartache, it's much worse than the pain in your **!"

The eldest and the second brother said in unison: "What's the pain in her heart?"

The third brother said verbally: "You two have low IQs, so don't be the big ugly monster. You pat your butt and leave. The big ugly monster is sad, and you will naturally feel heartbroken when you are sad!"

The eldest and the second nodded together: "Oh——!"

The Lord of Ling Jing's face was as blushed as if it was burning, and his breasts were slumped together, and his eyes were almost spitting out of fire, and he said sternly: "Mingfeng Jianyue, kill these three nonsense idiots for this palace!"

Ming Fengzheng used the flying sword to walk towards the three of them. Jian Yue hesitated for a moment and also used the flying sword to sigh inwardly: "You three living treasures really don't know how to die, but you anger the palace master at this time!"

Boss: "Hey, hey, you can't kill. We have saved you. You can't repay your grudges!"

The second brother: "That's right, the kindness will bring hatred to make people laugh at the world!"

The third brother: "Not only do you laugh at me, but you even look down on you!"

The third brother's words were stabbing the pain in the heart of the Lord Ling Jing Palace. When Han Yun once scolded him for being selfish and ruthless, he blurted out and said, "Stop!"

Jianyue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and put away the flying sword. Mingfeng asked, "Parent Lord, won't these three idiots be killed?"

The Palace Master Ling Jing waved his hand with a pretty face, "Tie them up and take them back to Lingshan City when the rescuers come!"

Jianyue and Mingfeng sacrificed their immortal ropes to tie the three living treasures like rice dumplings, and sealed the immortal power. The Palace Master Lingjing said coldly: "Look at you three idiots, I will give you a chance to atone for your sins!"

The three Hulubao nodded with a bitter face: "Big ugly monster, what do you want us to do?"

The Lord Ling Jing's face turned cold and shouted sweetly: "Palm and mouth!" It's not over yet.
Chapter completed!