I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

Lin Chuping's body froze in place, sweat dripping from his forehead.

The sword was clearly in his hand, but he didn't have the courage to draw it.

As a close relative and fellow disciple, how could he not know Lin Yifan's true strength?

With such strength, he couldn't even withstand the power of a glance and flew out. How terrifying is the person sitting in front of him?

Draw your sword?

This is looking for death!

"Go back and tell your castle master that if he is not satisfied with this, he can come to me at any time." Qin Yao waved his hand.

Lin Chuping didn't dare to say anything more. He stood up in a hurry, helped Lin Yifan up after going out, and quickly disappeared into the courtyard.

"Thank you, Taoist Master Qin." Li Xiaoyao said with gratitude on his face.

Qin Yao looked at him deeply and sighed: "Xiaoyao, I am willing to give you face in front of outsiders, and I am even willing to fight this incident for you, but ask yourself, is what I did okay?

This is an era where etiquette can eat people. Have you ever thought about how much harm your actions will cause a girl? Maybe, this will be a lifelong laughing stock. "

Li Xiaoyao was stunned.

If Qin Yao criticized him harshly in front of outsiders, it might arouse his rebellious psychology. But when Qin Yao helped him take care of the matter, what he felt when he said this again was not an accusation, but concern from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm sorry, Taoist Master Qin, I was reckless."

He thought about it seriously and finally lowered his head and said.

Qin Yao shook his head: "You have not sorry for me. This kind of turmoil is nothing to me. Even if it is Lin Tiannan from Linjiabao himself, I can get rid of it with a snap of my fingers. Just don't be sorry for your aunt, She is the only person in the world who has high hopes for you."

Li Xiaoyao's expression paused and he nodded.

Jinling City, Linjiabao Branch.

When Lin Chuping stepped into the sub-rudder with Lin Yifan on his back, the entire sub-rudder was in a sensation. Groups of disciples quickly gathered around them, asking questions.

As a transcendent sect that dominates the Southern Wulin, Linjiabao has not seen such incidents of disciples spilling blood for many years.

"Chu Ping." Lin Tiannan hurriedly walked out after receiving the news, with a serious expression on his bronze Chinese character face.

"Meet the castle master." Lin Chuping handed the unconscious Lin Yifan to other disciples and bowed.

"What happened?" Lin Tiannan asked seriously.

Lin Chuping smiled bitterly and said: "Fortmaster, we all misjudged the strength of the Qin Mansion..."

Immediately, he explained the whole story in detail, and the whole place fell into silence.

There is no idiot who can stand here. Who doesn't know how exaggerated it is to severely injure Lin Yifan with just one glance?

"This is spiritual practice!" Lin Tiannan said to himself.

When it comes to those who practice martial arts versus those who cultivate immortality, the gap between the two cannot be calculated.

"I asked the doctor to show it to Yifan. It's not a fatal injury, and it didn't damage the meridians or Dantian. It should be almost healed after half a month of training." Lin Chuping said.

"Don't be careless. Send him to my practice room and I will recover his injuries." Lin Tiannan said solemnly.

Hearing this, the faces of nearly a hundred disciples present showed moved expressions, and they looked at Lin Tiannan as if they were looking at a loving father...

More than ten hours later, at night and dawn, Lin Tiannan walked out of the practice room with Lin Yifan who had regained consciousness, called a disciple and asked: "Have you seen the moon like this?"

The disciple shook his head.

"Go find her and let her come to see me." Lin Tiannan ordered.

"Yes, Lord of the Castle." The other party accepted the order and immediately used Qing Kung to run.

Shao Qing, just when Lin Tiannan was asking Lin Yifan to verify the truth of last night, the disciple hurried back, cupped his hands and said: "Fortmaster, I searched all over the sub-helm, but couldn't find the eldest lady. I asked my fellow disciples again, Some people said they saw her going out with a sword last night."

"Last night, I went out with my sword..."

Lin Tiannan suddenly widened his eyes and said in a voiceless voice: "Not good!"

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"Hmm... ha." Li Xiaoyao, who had dark circles under his eyes as the sun was rising, stretched his waist and slowly walked out of the gate of Qin Mansion.

"Thieves!"

Shao Qing, just as he walked out of the alley, suddenly heard a roar from behind him. He subconsciously turned around, only to see a white light rushing towards him quickly and stabbing into his chest with a pop.

When the pain of tearing his body was transmitted to his mind, his eyes could clearly see the heroic girl in front of him and the hilt of the sword tightly held by the girl.

The girl was stunned, staring blankly at the long sword that passed through her chest, and asked quietly: "Why don't you hide?"

Li Xiaoyao smiled bitterly and spat out a stream of blood as he opened his mouth: "You draw the sword so fast and so fiercely, can I hide in time?"

The girl was frightened. She dropped the hilt of the sword and tried to run away. However, her body hit something with a bang and was bounced to the ground by a force.

Looking up, he saw a tall man with a burly build and a majestic face standing in front of him, raising his hand to point at Li Xiaoyao.

"Hey~"

The sword inserted into Li Xiaoyao's chest flew out in the air, and then a ray of white light poured into the bloody wound. In the blink of an eye, the blood hole scabbed, and his breathing became smoother.

"Taoist Master Qin!"

Li Xiaoyao looked at Qin Yao excitedly and shouted loudly.

"If I don't come, he will die." Qin Yao nodded, looking down at the girl in orange on the ground: "So, he owes me a life, and you owe him a life."

Seeing Li Xiaoyao come back to life, Lin Yueru breathed a long sigh of relief, her legs softened, and she fell to the ground.

This is not the first time she has done something to someone, but it is the first time she has killed someone.

"You can handle the rest yourself." Qin Yao twirled his fingers, and the bloody sword immediately flew up from the ground, with the hilt hanging in the air in front of Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao stretched out his hand to hold the sword and looked down at the woman not far away: "Why are you so determined to kill me? Is it because I made you look bad on the street, or because I caused your fellow disciples to get hurt?"

Lin Yueru lowered her head and said, "Both."

Li Xiaoyao strode to her and put the sword on her neck: "I made you embarrassed because you didn't care about other people's feelings at all and insisted on making others embarrassed. I didn't kill your two fellow disciples who came to look for trouble. You are already generous, what else do you want?"

"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!"

Lin Yueru raised her head and said loudly: "If I stab you with a sword, if you stab me back, you will probably die."

"You are so arrogant!" Li Xiaoyao suddenly thrust the sword in his hand into the ground, looked down at the opponent's high-spirited face, and said with a smile: "From now on, you are my cheap maid."

"You are a cheap maid." Lin Yueru's expression changed and she shouted loudly.

Li Xiaoyao stretched out his palm towards her and said: "If you dislike a lowly servant, you can call me a follower. From now on, I will let you go east, but you can't go west. I let you beat the dog, but you can't chase the chicken."

"You're dreaming." Lin Yueru shouted with eyes wide open.

Li Xiaoyao pointed at the sword and said calmly: "If you don't want to, you can stab yourself with the sword and pass through your chest like me, and then you can leave."