At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The sky was dark, and the sky was dark.

When Xiao Ruolin came to his senses, Wang Changqing was no longer there. He looked at the purple miasma that gathered again around him.

He frowned and walked forward intuitively. The sense of crisis he had when he stepped into the earth was gone.

Instead, he felt peace in his heart, just like the red dot threats scanned by the radar disappeared.

Not long after, he heard a familiar voice coming from the front.

"This is miasma that can easily cause hallucinations. Although it is not harmful to the human body, it is inevitable that people will feel dizzy if they stay there for a long time. Relax, dizziness is normal..."

A crisp and pleasant loli voice sounded, Xiao Ruolin was stunned, and quickened his pace to move forward.

The sword energy dispelled the layers of miasma, and Hua Jin, who was wearing a blue emerald shirt and a light green emerald gauze, with skin as white as cream and breath as faint orchid, and exuding a petite and exquisite temperament, explained to the people in front of her.

Xiao Ruolin was stunned. Wasn't Hua Jin staying at Jianxin Tomb? Why did she come here?

He asked tentatively: "Miss Hua Jin?"

Hearing someone calling her, Hua Jin raised her eyebrows and turned around.

A pair of young and ignorant spirit beads, shining as smooth as pearls, eyes as clear as pearls that are not stained by the dangers of the world, eyelashes are long and thick, and slightly curled up like a cattail leaf fan.

Petite and exquisite little loli, a little doctor who saves the world.

At this moment, Hua Jin is surrounded by weak and exhausted people in various costumes.

Hua Jin looked at Xiao Ruolin in front of her, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Ah! It's you, why are you here?"

She jumped and ran towards Xiao Ruolin. Recently, she has been with some rough men in the martial arts world, as well as unkind swordsmen and swordsmen.

There is no one of the same age. Not only is it boring every day, but she also has to face all kinds of doubts from these martial arts people. Even the best mood has become ugly.

Now Xiao Ruolin's appearance can be said to have formed an independent landscape, which is pleasing to the eye.

Xiao Ruolin smiled: "I heard that there was something wrong here, so I came to take a look. I heard the sound here, so I came to see."

Hua Jin raised her little head and said playfully: "Are you here to reveal the imperial edict too?"

"Imperial edict?" Xiao Ruolin frowned, obviously not knowing.

Seeing his puzzled look, Hua Jin patiently explained: "Half a month ago, the Regent Lan Yuehou and the Grand Master issued an imperial edict, inviting talented people to expel the miasma of a city outside the domain, and now..."

Hua Jin turned around, glanced at the people in the martial arts world, and said with a smile: "When they heard that it was the request of the royal family, many people came. The spiritual medicine cultivated in Jianxin Tomb has not yet borne fruit. I came here to take a look because I was bored."

"But..." Hua Jin pouted, very unconvinced: "The miasma here is a bit troublesome. Even I am helpless. I have been trapped here for several days."

Xiao Ruolin glanced at the big man behind her, and couldn't help but blame Hua Jin for being careless.

These people in the martial arts world are uneven, there are big men with yellow teeth and poor clothes, there are one-armed swordsmen with masks and hats, and there are swordsmen who exude a dangerous atmosphere.

Most of them are old-timers in the martial arts world, who have long been accustomed to the treacherous martial arts world, and there are few children from noble families wearing exquisite silk.

He frowned unconsciously and said in a reproachful tone: "You are a young girl who has not experienced much of the world. Senior Li Suwang just let you follow this group of Jiang Yeru? Aren't you afraid of something happening?"

Xiao Ruolin was anxious for a moment, and his tone was inevitably a little heavier.

Therefore, most people present heard what he said, and many people tightened their knives in their hands, with unfriendly faces and cold eyes.

Many narrow-minded people in the world showed their murderous intentions towards Xiao Ruolin.

For some reason, after hearing Xiao Ruolin's heavier tone, Hua Jin was not displeased at all, but felt a little happy in her heart.

Since she could remember, she followed her master to study in Yaowang Valley and rarely went out to the outside world.

Yaowang Valley is vast and sparsely populated. For so many years, there has been no one else except her master.

It was not until her master went out to travel that she began to contact the outside world and saw many people or things of all kinds.

She learned a lot from the old man Jian Xinzhong, but there was only one thing she knew nothing about.

"No, I have a guardian." Hua Jin smiled warmly with her dimples.

As soon as she finished speaking, two figures appeared behind her.

Holding swords in their hands, they stood behind Hua Jin like guardian gods.

"Where are you going!"

"Where are you going!"

One of them was domineering and a little arrogant.

, one is shy and a little timid, needless to say Xiao Ruolin knows their identities, the sword masters of Jianxin Tomb.

The two have cultivations that are infinitely close to the realm of freedom, and the swords they use are also extraordinary. They are also well-known in the world of swordsmanship. With the two of them by Hua Jin's side.

Looking at the entire world, there are really not many people who are their opponents.

What's more, everyone basically knows that these two are the sword masters of Jianxin Tomb, and only people with a brain defect will step forward to provoke.

Although Jianxin Tomb is not in the world, it has already heard the story of Xiao Ruolin.

Not only is it the result of Hua Jin's usual muttering, but also every earth-shaking thing the other party has done.

For example, it took only one stick of incense to reach the top of the Dengtian Pavilion in Xueyue City; one person and one sword broke into Qingcheng Mountain, causing the situation in Qingcheng Mountain to rise again.

The first time they saw Xiao Ruolin, they concluded that the young man in front of them would definitely appear on the next Liangyu List.

Both of them were swordsmen, but they didn't have the courage to draw their swords in front of Xiao Ruolin.

In other words, with this person present, the swords of all the swordsmen present were eclipsed.

After politely greeting, Xiao Ruolin asked: "What difficulties are you facing now? Why are you all standing here?"

Speaking of this, Hua Jin sighed, she looked up at the thick miasma around her: "It's not that I don't want to leave, but we are all trapped here. No matter which direction we go, we will eventually return here."

She took out the bag on her waist, took out the palm-sized bag, and handed it to Xiao Ruolin reluctantly: "How many days have you been trapped? Are you hungry?"

The moment Hua Jin took out the bag, many evil wolves gathered around with malicious eyes.

But because of He Que He Cong, they didn't dare to take action directly.

Looking at Hua Jin's pitiful appearance and her stomach growling, her face turned red with shame.

Xiao Ruolin smiled, touched her little head unconsciously with his right hand, and took out a basket of meat buns from his arms like a magic trick.

"I'm not hungry, you fill your stomach first, and I'll take you out after you're full."

Hua Jin's eyes lit up, and drool flowed from the corners of his mouth. It seemed that he was really hungry.

After saying that, Xiao Ruolin raised his hand and waved it, a sword light flashed, and the miasma around him dissipated instantly.

The vision became clear, and what appeared in front of him was an ancient relic.

It was called a relic, but it was actually a city with a long history.

There was a white cloth hanging above the city wall, and there were three words written on the city plaque.

Luolin City!