Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 300 Liaoji!

The red sun is about to sink into the horizon, and it's already dark at the foot of the mountain, but among the ruins on the top of the mountain, you can still see the afterglow of the setting sun.

Four figures stood in the square in front of the ancient sect. After their brief conversation, a sense of solemnity gradually emerged in the air.

Zuo Lingquan pointed at the ground with Xuanming Sword in his hand, his eyes locked on the old man in rich clothes at the foot of the steps. He did not step forward directly, because his intuition told him that the last inheritor of the ancient sect was by no means as senile as he looked.

The Shenhao Sect has been passed down since ancient times. No matter how much of the heritage accumulated over thousands of years is lost, some of it will always remain in the inheritors. How could the sect that once ranked at the top of the mountain in Yuyao Continent not have some real talent? Facts?

The truth was just as Zuo Lingquan thought. After Han Ning, who was standing at the bottom of the steps, finished speaking, he glanced back at the main hall of the sect behind him, then untied the sect master's robe, revealing his thin upper body.

The skin and flesh on Han Ning's body looked more aged, with many wrinkles visible, giving him a skinny and frail look.

But as Han Ning spread his arms, the skin and flesh all over his body began to change - it seemed as if something was being released inside his body, quickly lifting up the loose skin and turning it into strong muscles; the skin also became visibly tighter. He is young, with faint tortoise shell patterns appearing on his surface, and with just the naked eye, he can feel the surging power hidden under his body surface.

Shangguan Lingye is not a child of cultivation, how could he stand in place and wait for his opponent to return to his full strength? While Han Ning's momentum was rising, he had already raised his hands, a large golden formation appeared on the ground, and a downward pressure burst appeared out of thin air, crushing Breaking up the snow in the square.

boom--

Under the impact of the air wave, a huge hole appeared in the snow in the huge square with Han Ning as the center, exposing the old stone bricks below, but Han Ning, who was in it, was not affected, and his momentum quickly climbed to the peak .

Xie Qiutao, who was standing behind him, saw Han Ning's methods and said anxiously:

"This is the ancient secret technique 'Shenmen', using the blood as a guide to activate the power of Black Tortoise, a person with a strong blood can become a demigod, not afraid of all magic in the world, and the magic can't restrain him."

The reason why Xie Qiutao can understand it is because she knows how to do it, and she can even see that the Divine Ability that Han Ning used is similar to what she learned in her family, and must have the same origin, and her eyes inevitably show surprise.

In the blink of an eye, Han Ning's body had transformed into that of a strong man. He was two feet tall, as strong as a heavenly general, and his beard and hair were flowing like a tiger. He looked at Xie Qiutao:

"Girl is very experienced. However, the blood in the old man's body comes from the northern lord of Yuyaozhou, not Black Tortoise. Although the blood is thin, it is difficult to reproduce the great Divine Ability of the ancestor, which is comparable to gods, but it is enough to deal with you."

It was the first time for Xie Qiutao to meet a "fellow man". Seeing that the other party was so crazy, she hung the iron pipa on her back, put her hands in front of one another, and put on an ancient boxing frame, her whole body trembled slightly.

boom--

There was only a slight muffled sound, and the stone bricks where Xie Qiutao stood showed spiderweb-like cracks.

Zuo Lingquan took a step away and looked around, but saw Xie Qiutao's body 'cracking', it seemed that the bones of the whole body were moving, and the lines of scales appeared on the white hands, which were completely different from the tortoise shell lines on Han Ning's body, and they were more clear , like a set of armor condensed on the surface of the skin.

Xie Qiutao is a girl, so naturally she can't burst her clothes like Han Ning, but judging from the skin on her neck, her whole body is protected by armor, and the biggest change is her face.

In the past, Xie Qiutao had always covered her face for the convenience of traveling around. There were some small freckles on her face.

At this time, the talent of Divine Ability is fully displayed, the camouflage on the cheeks is washed away, and the original fairness is restored; although the shape of the face has not changed, but the temperament is turned upside down, the skin that can be broken by blowing bombs and the eyes that are aura are compelling. The little girl next door became the junior sister from the neighboring sect, with an extravagant air of immortality.

As the power of the blood was fully activated, Xie Qiutao's aura was also rising steadily, until finally a black air current appeared around his body, like a swimming snake, circling around his body.

When Han Ning saw this scene, he couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. He subconsciously looked to the east and wanted to say something, but when his words came to his mouth, he turned into:

"The descendants of the Black Tortoise Taixie family, I really didn't expect... your ancestors and I were family friends, and there were many contacts with each other. I didn't expect that after thousands of years, the sect would have been empty. Together."

Xie Qiutao clenched her hands into fists, with nowhere to vent her strength, her words became arrogant:

"I have no friendship with you, a heretic heretic. You have forgotten all the things left by your ancestors, and you are ashamed to call yourself the inheritor. Die!"

bang——

Xie Qiutao stomped on the ground and turned into a wild tiger. Holding the pipa upside down with both hands, it hit Han Ning directly in the face like a hammer.

The blood in his body was stimulated, although Xie Qiutao's speed was not much faster than before, but his strength was unbelievably great, under heavy stomping, he directly stepped on the floor tiles into a pit with a radius of several feet.

Zuo Lingquan thought that Han Ning would evade and attack his flank at the same time, but what he didn't expect was that Han Ning didn't evade at all when faced with a blow that could shake the city wall, and stood there directly, taking Xie Qiutao's blow with his face lute.

Boom——

The black pipa hit Han Ning's face.

The head is the most important life gate of a monk. With Xie Qiutao's half-step secluded cultivation base and the blessing of blood, Shangguan Lingye might not be able to bear it if he hit the face with all his strength.

Han Ning Daoxing and Shangguan Lingye were evenly matched. If he received this blow with his face, he would definitely be seriously injured under normal circumstances.

But what surprised the few people was that the iron pipa hit Han Ning's face and was bounced away.

Under the huge force, Han Ning, with his beard and hair fluttering, slid a few steps backwards and smashed the steps behind him, but his body did not fall down, and there was no scar on his face.

After Han Ning paused, he took a step forward, with a bit of contempt in his eyes:

"You, Black Tortoise, are good at the technique of rhythm. The 'Shenmen' was taught by my god Haozong to your ancestors. No matter how thin my blood is, I am also the orthodox inheritor of this technique. There is no reason why my disciple like you has broken the defense."

Xie Qiutao couldn't beat the other party, and still didn't show weakness:

"It's as if you can break my defense."

Zuo Lingquan didn't engage in unnecessary verbal disputes. Seeing that Han Ning was so crazy, he opened his mouth and said;

"Do you dare to take my sword?"

Han Ning spread his arms, his eyes were full of arrogance:

"Jian Yi dares to claim 'one sword breaks ten thousand dharmas in the same realm' because he has never met the 'Shenmen' of my god Haozong. The implication of 'Shenmen' is the gate of the gods, and ten thousand dharmas cannot be broken. As long as the door god stands in front of the door and allows you ordinary people to cast thousands of spells and divine abilities, what can I do?"

Zuo Lingquan narrowed his eyes slightly, put the sword into its sheath first, and put his right hand on the hilt.

Also at this moment, the square in front of the hall fell into a moment of dead silence.

Standing at the bottom of the steps, Han Ning was muscular and his beard was loose, like a general standing outside the heavenly palace to guard the gods. His eyes revealed incomparable arrogance. This arrogance came from the glory of the God Haozong that lasted for thousands of years.

Shangguan Lingye was aware of the tyranny of this person, and was afraid that Han Ning would deliberately put on an overbearing posture and play tricks secretly, trying to remind Zuo Lingquan to be careful, but before she opened her mouth, the sword light had already lit up from the top of the mountain .

Sa——

Seeing how the Xuanming sword was unsheathed, Zuo Lingquan, who was still in front of him just now, had already arrived in front of Han Ning.

The Xuanming Sword, which has been passed down for countless years, is still as sharp as new. The simple sword body does not leak out the slightest breath, just like an ordinary iron sword in the world, it touches the center of Han Ning's eyebrows.

Zuo Lingquan only wanted to practice swordsmanship to be as fast as possible. This time, he had no reservations. The speed was so fast that Shangguan Lingye could only see an afterimage.

When Shangguan Lingye's eyes moved to Han Ning, there was a crisp sound of "click" in the square, as if something cracked.

bang——

Loud noises followed.

The Xuan Ming Sword that touched Han Ning's eyebrows still didn't leak the slightest breath.

But on the steps behind Han Ning and the three-story palace that had been sleeping on the top of the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years, a groove appeared in the middle.

The two jet-black sword energies, which were almost indistinguishable from the front and back, were like wild dragons coming out of the sea, tearing apart the steps with great force. They did not explode until they came into contact with the three-story main hall, blowing the majestic palace and the old statue of the ancestor inside to pieces. , revealing the red sun that is about to sink into the horizon behind.

Han Ning spread his arms, his eyes still filled with pride, and his eyes stayed on the black-robed swordsman in front of him.

After a while, he maintained this posture, slowly fell back, and fell on the broken steps.

thump--

The square in front of the temple was completely silent.

"..."

Zuo Lingquan held the sword in his hand and blinked. After a moment of silence, he turned back to look at Xie Qiutao:

"Hmm...have you seen that one sword can defeat all means? One sword can defeat all means. You can't imitate him in the future and use your head to catch the sword."

Xie Qiutao's mouth was wide open, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he didn't say anything.

Shangguan Lingye shook his head and sighed:

"The thinking of evil heretics cannot be analyzed with common sense... They are all talented people."

In the corner of the square, Lu Tong, who was still pressed by the Dragon Prison Formation, was extremely shocked when he saw this scene. After he came to his senses, he cursed loudly:

"Do you have shit on your head? Do you really dare to pick up Jianyi with your head? What will I do if you die..."

In fact, it can't be said that Han Ning has shit in his head.

Han Ning's Divine Ability is the same as Xie Qiutao's, with rough skin and thick flesh that can withstand beatings; his level is higher than that of Zuo Lingquan, and according to the theory of "one sword in the same realm can defeat all methods", he can also take Zuo Lingquan's sword head-on.

Han Ning wanted to show off the invincible glory of his ancestor, so he didn't hide, but he didn't know that what Zuo Lingquan was holding was an immortal sword, and the one he was using was not Jianyi.

Although he had some confidence, Han Ning had done everything he needed to do. He had achieved his goal of diverting attention and delaying time, and it was not considered a weird life or death.

After Zuo Lingquan was speechless for a moment, he turned to look at Lu Tong, who was scolding his pig teammates:

"Where are the others?"

Lu Tong was just an outcast, shaking his head in horror:

"I'm just an errand boy, I don't know anything..."

crack——

The sword light flashed away, cutting off the words.

Zuo Lingquan put away his sword and found Linglong Pavilion on the two of them:

"The Youying alien race wants to steal the power of the gods. These two are just stalling for time. As soon as we show up, the people behind the scenes must have started to close the net. How to stop it?"

Shangguan Lingye didn't know where the person behind the scenes was, and he couldn't stop it in time. As he was thinking about countermeasures, he suddenly looked towards the sky.

The sun has completely set, the sky has turned into a long night, and the sea of ​​stars is within reach.

Under the starry sky, you can vaguely see the dark brilliance, which converges from the sky in all directions to the Xuefeng Mountains, like a gorgeous aurora.

As for Han Ning, who was lying on the ground, a faint mist began to float from his body, gathering towards the sky.

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye noticed something was wrong. When they raised their eyes to observe, Xie Qiutao next to them suddenly groaned and covered his forehead with his hands.

Zuo Lingquan quickly supported Xie Qiutao, held his wrist and checked:

"What's wrong?"

Xie Qiutao was just a little uncomfortable. He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I feel like something is acting as a demon. It's very far away. I can't figure out where it is. It should be inside the mountain."

The Xuefeng Mountains stretch for thousands of miles and are too large. Shangguan Lingye looked around and found nothing out of the ordinary, so he picked up Xie Qiutao and took him to the boat first.

On the boat, Tang Jingxuan had been watching on the deck. At this time, he also raised his eyes to look at the night sky and communicated with the dumpling on his shoulder:

"What is this?"

"Jiji."

"speak English."

"grumble?"

…

Zuo Lingquan came to the deck, and Tuanzi quickly flew over and landed on Xie Qiutao's chest to check on Taotao's condition.

Xie Qiutao was just a little dizzy, but it was nothing serious. She went down to the ground and asked the two of them to leave her alone and solve the evil heretic's plan first. While talking, the Xuanming Sword on Zuo Lingquan's waist suddenly made a sword sound:

"Om—"

Zuo Lingquan has never seen the sword react since he got the fairy sword. This is the first time he heard the sound of the sword, and everyone looked at the Xuanming Sword in confusion.

Zuo Lingquan didn't know why, so he raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and found a breath floating among the mountains.

The aura was very strange, not like a human being or a monster, and the distance could not be determined, but it was very powerful, so powerful that Zuo Lingquan could not describe it. It felt like looking up at the Galaxy in the sky. It was not on the same plane at all.

Before Zuo Lingquan could figure out what this aura was, Tuanzi noticed it, raised his head and said "chie?!", looked at the mountains in the east, seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, and waved at Zuo Lingquan wing:

"Chi chi chi..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't understand what Tuanzi meant and asked:

"What's going on? Is there something over there?"

Tuanzi opened his teeth and clawed twice, and found that Zuo Lingquan didn't understand. He was a little anxious, so he simply grabbed Zuo Lingquan's finger with his claws, and then...

boom--

There was a blast that broke the wind...

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A little earlier.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on a small river between the snow-capped mountains. The surface of the river has frozen, but the water is so clear that you can still faintly see the river flowing day and night under the ice.

Lord Peach Blossom hung a red wine gourd on his finger and walked slowly on the ice. The dusk light reflected on his fair face, showing a faint golden red color. He kept observing the surrounding mountains and rivers along the way.

Lord Peach Blossom came here. Yu Gong asked for his own orders and took over the task of investigating the unusual movements in Northern Xinjiang; Yu Private wanted to avenge his private revenge and deal with the mute Tomorrow Chou.

Tomorrow Chou is ranked ninth among the Ten Sword Emperors, and he is a swordsman with extraordinary killing power. Lord Peach Blossom is not known for his combat prowess, so naturally he cannot run rampant like Ancestor Shangguan. He has been operating in the dark since he came here.

Lord Peach Blossom originally planned to follow Zuo Lingquan secretly, and when he encountered a strong enemy, he suddenly showed up to retreat from the enemy, making Zuo Lingquan grateful to her.

As a result, I found out the location of Zuo Lingquan from the Shangguan Patriarch, and quietly ran over, only to find that the boy Zuo Lingquan and the girl Shangguan Lingye were competing with each other on the painting boat in various ways to learn swordsmanship.

Lord Peach Blossom is an elder after all, so he has no nerve to listen to his juniors outside. In the end, he acted alone and went to the Xuefeng Mountains to directly solve the source.

Observing Feng Shui, for monks at the top of the mountain, is no different from ordinary people looking at which way a river flows, so there is no need to pay attention at all.

However, the Feng Shui direction of the Xuefeng Mountains has been tampered with, making it chaotic and uncertain, and many obstacles have been set up. It is not easy to find the source of the water in Northern Xinjiang without alerting the enemy.

Lord Peach Blossom searched in the mountains for a long time, searching almost all the springs and streams. Before he could find it, he discovered that there was some extremely difficult-to-detect smell in the river water, gathering somewhere upstream along the river.

Lord Peach Blossom tilted his head slightly, raised his finger, pulled out the invisible breath from the river water, and suspended it in the palm of his hand for observation.

"Kui Qian...it turned out that I was looking for this..."

Lord Peach Blossom felt it slightly, and his figure turned into a ball of petals with the wind, floating towards the nameless snowy ridge where the power of the Black Turtle gathered.

But the Youying aliens knew they were being noticed and came to close the net in advance, so how could they only guard Zuo Lingquan alone.

Lord Peach Blossom crossed the Thousand Snow Mountains and was still quite far away from the Nameless Snow Mountains when he noticed a breath appearing between the mountains. When he looked around, he saw a figure sitting on the edge of the snow cliff.

The figure was wearing an old robe, holding a cigarette rod in his hand, and an iron sword stuck beside him.

The sword is three feet long and has an inconspicuous shape. The name of the sword is as unknown as Ming Chou's real name. Ming Chou calls it 'Drunk Drop Whip'.

When Lord Peach Blossom saw the true master, he stopped hiding his figure and landed on the top of the mountain opposite the snow cliff. He assumed the majestic aura of the Lord and spoke tepidly:

"I will worry about tomorrow."

Tomorrow Chou sat casually, and when he saw Lord Peach Blossom, he didn't even have the intention to get up, and took two puffs of smoke:

"I thought it was Shangguan Yutang who came here, why is it you? If I don't kill women, I'll call Jiang Chengjian and Yun Hongye over. If it's a little later, I'll leave."

Tomorrow Chou is notorious for having a bad mouth, and his words are not listened to by others.

Lord Peach Blossom used to be unable to curse because of the friendship between the Nine Sects and Sword Imperial City, but now he no longer had any scruples and said coldly;

"You, a little kid who is about three hundred years old, are you qualified to call yourself me before me?"

"Those who practice Taoism come first, and seniority is not ranked based on age. I call you old man because I drank a bowl of rare soup. If not, I would call you 'Lao Tzu'."

Lord Peach Blossom's face turned cold and asked directly:

"As the Sword Emperor of the Central Continent, why do you want to be the lackey of the Youying alien tribe?"

Tomorrow Chou was always honest. He knocked the cigarette stick on the rock wall twice, inserted it into his waist, took out the wine bottle and took a sip:

"All the wines in this world are average. I want to go to heaven to see if there is any wine that can beat me."

"Just because of selfish desires, you deviate from the right path and ignore the safety of the people?"

"What is right and what is wrong, and the safety of the common people, are your business. I only care about the drink in my hand."

Tomorrow Chou shook the wine bottle in his hand, thought for a while, and added:

"When my wife was dying, she said that after her death, the only thing that could accompany me would be wine. When I see the wine, I see her; therefore, I cannot let this pot of wine be any worse than other people's."

Lord Peach Blossom didn't expect that Tomorrow Chou would say this, she snorted coldly:

"Since you can't let go of your wife, why not let her take the path of immortality?"

"Birth, old age, illness, and death are all a lifetime. Only selfish people like you would think of using the Divine Ability of the Immortal Family to ruin your partner's originally perfect life."

"You are not selfish. Why do you live alone and don't accompany you to get married?"

"I thought that only a foolish woman in the market who is generous to others would persuade others to die for love, but I didn't expect Lord Cui to be the same."

"..."

Lord Peach Blossom couldn't scold the other party, so he stopped arguing and raised his hands to seal the secret:

"town!"

As he spoke, the snowy peaks beneath his feet began to shake.

Giant vines with a diameter of more than ten feet broke out from the snow. There were as many as a thousand vines, covering the entire snow in an instant.

Gorgeous flowers bloomed on the vines, and the strange floral fragrance was tinged with alcohol, turning the nearby mountains into a sea of ​​flowers that could make people drunk.

Although Tomorrow Chou has a bad mouth, how can he really treat the Lord of the Nine Sects as an ant in his heart? When Lord Peach Blossom took action, he had already grasped the sword beside him.

Whispering rustling——

Endless sword energy erupted from the iron sword, cutting the spreading giant vine into powder, making it difficult to get close.

When swordsmen fight, the higher the level, the fewer moves they have. In the end, it's just one sword. If you break it, you will live, if you don't break it, you will die.

Tomorrow Chou was in a flawless state of mind. When he sat in the ninth position in the Sword Emperor City, he had already realized the strongest sword in his swordsmanship, which he named 'Crazy Medicine'.

Kuangyao means wine. This sword is the same as the wine made by Tomorrow Chou. It is ingenious, simple and direct, without any skills. It does not even pursue the ultimate speed like Zuo Lingquan, it is just a clean sword strike. prick.

It seems ordinary, but when the sword stabs the body, it is like drinking an ordinary drink into the throat. Only when the heart-burning heat rises, can you feel the horror of this ordinary bowl of wine.

Lord Peach Blossom knows how powerful Tomorrow Worry is, and is not careless either. He condenses the clone of the Peach Blossom Pond Ancestral Tree in front of him, and at the same time his body disperses into a sea of ​​flowers all over the mountains and plains, making it difficult for Tomorrow Worry to lock onto its true form.

The fight between two monks on the top of the mountain caused a commotion that could be described as shaking the earth.

But in an instant, the terrain of the entire snow-capped peak was beyond recognition, with tumbling vines and the ridge where the two of them were almost crushed.

This fight seems to be a game between the right path and the evil path. There is no third party force, but the two people fighting each other obviously ignored one thing.

Lord Peach Blossom focused all his attention on Tomorrow Chou. Within a moment of taking action, he found that the spiritual energy flow between heaven and earth began to fluctuate violently and became difficult to control.

At first she thought it was Ming Ri Chou's hand, but she soon discovered that Ming Ri Chou had also stopped his sword and looked towards the ground.

The place where the two of them were was near the source of the water in Northern Xinjiang.

The Lord of the North, Kui Qian, controls the water of the Five Elements and controls the land water veins of the entire Jade Yaozhou. Fighting at the source of the water in the North is basically equivalent to running wild on the head of the Lord of the North.

Normally, the gods would not pay attention to the petty quarrels of living beings.

However, the Youying alien race used the mountains and rivers of the northern border as a formation to extract the power of Kui Qian from everyone's bodies. After being discovered, they just increased the effectiveness of the formation.

The body of the god Kuiqian obviously contains the power of Kuiqian!

Heaven and earth can still tolerate the shearing of wool by flowing water, but this behavior of stealing the power of heaven and earth has exceeded the limit, so the sleeping Lord of the North was awakened!

"Om—"

There was a low roar from below the ground.

Master Peach Blossom and Tomorrow Chou sensed something was wrong and quickly stopped to restrain their auras, but it was too late.

I saw between the mountains, the earth was broken, and a black earth bag rose up.

The earthen bag is not big, only about three feet in diameter, and has tortoise shell patterns on it. When it is fully revealed, it looks like a larger tortoise.

But there was no slightest bit of contempt in the eyes of the two mountaintop monks.

Because Kui Gan is the incarnation of the entire northern mountains and rivers of Yuyao Continent, and his power is equal to that of the world-destroying Stealing Pill, this tortoise is just a small part of what they can see in front of their eyes.

No matter how powerful Lord Peach Blossom is, it is impossible for her to confront the gods head-on, and she does not dare to anger the gods. If the world is destroyed again, she and Tomorrow Chou will not be the only ones to die.

Seeing Kui Yu popping up from the ground, Lord Peach Blossom was quite shocked, and hurriedly said:

"It's my offense, the rudeness, I hope the gods will not blame me."

Tomorrow's worry is even more straightforward, turning around and fleeing outside the mountain.

But whether it's an apology or an escape, it doesn't make much sense.

The duty of the gods is to maintain the order of heaven. They have no personal emotional orientation and will not listen to the words of mortals at all. As for escaping, it goes without saying. As long as you can't escape Jade Yaozhou, no matter how you run, it will be on others.

After the land tortoise emerged from the ground, it lifted its claws and stomped on the ground.

Boom——

Tomorrow Worry, who had just taken off, was directly stepped down from the sky by an invisible force, and hit the ground, creating a huge crater. If his level hadn't been too high, he would have been trampled to pieces on the spot.

Lord Peach Blossom's experience was not much better. She felt an irresistible force coming from above. She could not see or touch it, but her whole body was pressed into the snow peak. It seemed that there was a mountain pressing on her head. With her It is even difficult to move even a little bit of cultivation.

Peach Blossom Zun's main body was overwhelmed, and he wanted to break free with all his strength, but just as he lifted his finger, another force pressed from above.

Boom boom boom——

The land tortoise kept stomping on the ground, but within a few strokes, the two of them suffered internal injuries, blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.

More than a hundred miles away from here, the cultivator responsible for recovering the power of the gods noticed the abnormality and tried to rescue him. A flute sound came from a distance:

woo woo~~

The sound of the flute is obscure, without rhythm, and it sounds more like an ancient form of communication.

The continental tortoise, which was trampled mercilessly, reacted for the first time when it heard the sound of the flute, and glanced back.

But also at this time, a black lightning rushed over from the distant sky, so fast that it made a sharp sound of breaking the wind.

Lord Peach Blossom was trying to calm down the anger of the gods. When she looked up, she saw the flying figure. It was a young swordsman in black robes. He looked very familiar. He was the 'protected person' she was secretly protecting!

The dignified guardian was beaten so helplessly, what's the use of the boy who was protected by the guardian? Can he go back and save her?

Lord Peach Blossom's eyes were slightly anxious, and he wanted to scold Zuo Lingquan not to come over, but when he got closer, he found that Zuo Lingquan's posture in the wind was a bit strange - he was flying sideways, or to be precise, he was being dragged, with his right hand stretched forward. , his finger was grabbed by a white dumpling, and he said:

"Hey! Hey! Duanzi, be more steady..."

"Chi chi chi..."

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