"Ling Yan, you can't escape!"
It was about to dawn, and at this time the sky had stopped raining, and Ling Yan had been running on his back for more than half an hour.
However, Jian Yi was still in hot pursuit, and at this time, Ling Yan woke up from his coma and heard Jian Yi's voice.
He was a Heng, knowing that this was the other party blowing himself, "Little prince, hold on a little longer!"
The man carrying him was damp, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or rain.
Then the two of them rushed into a private house, and the sword snorted coldly and killed himself, and then rushed into the house.
The man in the room had just put Ling Yan on the dry bed, and as soon as he sensed the arrival of the sword, he immediately drew his knife and stared at the sword with fierce eyes.
Jian Yi couldn't help but admire this person's courage, "Childish!
He didn't know that this was the person who killed the camp, otherwise he wouldn't have been surprised, the person who killed the camp would protect the Lord all his life, and the Lord would die for himself!
This is the purpose of the Killing Battalion.
At this time, Ling Yan straightened his body and said coldly: "I bet you can't kill me!"
” Jian Yi was quite surprised, this person was really proud at this time, and actually said that he couldn't kill him, Jian Yi said a little jokingly: "Just one sword, you will die, where can there be a reason for immortality!"
” Ling Yan said: "Then let's bet on something, if you can't kill me, then give that thing to me?"
” "And what if I kill you?"
"Naturally, I lost, and this life is yours!"
"Ridiculous, ridiculous!"
Jian smiled, he really didn't understand whether this person was really stupid or pretending to be stupid, "Now you are not qualified to negotiate conditions, what is your life worth?"
” "I believe that my life is worth more than Mr.
Kenyi's, so you shouldn't lose this deal, right?"
Jian Yi's eyes gradually turned cold, the sword in his hand couldn't help but clench, and he accumulated all his strength to be ready to move at any time.
"You're wrong, I won't bet on this bet, as for what you said, I don't have it at all, so I'll kill you now."
Jian Yi said this but didn't make a move, Ling Yan smiled slightly and said, "No?
The eldest son of the Sword Tomb actually lied so shamelessly, don't think you can hide it from the world, you Sword Tomb should use that thing as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Dazheng Kingdom, it just so happens that my master also needs this thing to talk to others, so you should bet with me. ” "Your master?
What an accident, there are still people in this world other than Dazheng Kingdom who dare to challenge my sword grave.
Jian Yi said coldly, thinking that he was thinking wrong, thinking that it was the little child in the Zhenshi Palace, it seems that things are not so simple.
Ling Yan was smiling inwardly, looking at Jian Yi's eyes, he knew that he had finally deceived the other party once, and he was quite proud in his heart.
"Okay, then let me see what else you can do!"
Jian Yi didn't want to say more, as long as he captured this person, he couldn't know any news at that time.
"Yes, come on!"
Ling Yan deliberately picked his middle finger, and Jian Yi was angry and immediately used this sword, but unexpectedly, a man with a hat and a linen coat suddenly appeared from behind Ling Yan, with a strong figure and a knife in his hand, which slashed Jian Yi's sword fiercely.
"Grandmaster?"
Jian was frightened, this person was not inferior to his own first-class and upper-grade grandmaster-level powerhouse, and there was such a figure behind this person.
He knows all the grandmasters in the world, but he can't remember such a person even if he searches the memories in his head.
"Who is Your Excellency?"
With one move of the sword, the sword pierced on the beam flew into his hand, and he confronted the big man with the sword with the sword.
"Mr.
Jianyi, you lost, give me something!"
Ling Yan looked at the ordinary man beside him and felt a sense of security in his heart, this person was the highest-level wolf in the Killing Camp, a wolf in the Killing Camp, and his dearest uncle.
Few people know the identity of a wolf, it is the hidden hand of the killing camp, hearing Ling Yan's words, Jian Yi said coldly: "Your Excellency won, but if you want something, it's really a fool's dream!"
” As soon as the sword finished speaking, he flew out, and the wolf did not chase it, and when it was sure that the sword was far away, the wolf looked at Ling Yan with soft eyes, and then scolded Ling Yan fiercely.
"Reckless, the lives of those six people were lost by you in vain, do you know that those six people are heroes who have fought countless on the battlefield before!"
Ling Yan lowered his head in shame, this time he was indeed reckless, and the price was the six good sons who had broken the camp and he was seriously injured.
"I was wrong!
I thought the Ghost King of the Heavenly Prison Division would help?
” "Hmph, this is medicine, you will be returning to Beijing soon, this medicine can temporarily suppress the injuries on your body, and then you can't show your injuries."
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"The ghost king of the Heavenly Prison Division will naturally not make a move, and if you are not dead, he will not make a move.
Besides, he knows that there must be us old people standing on you. ” "Remember, you must rely on yourself at all times, no one else can be relied on forever, we will also grow old, we will also die, and you will have to bear the burden of the world alone as a young man in the future." …… A wolf educated Ling Yan, Ling Yan was a child who made mistakes, and these people were just to befriend this child, so that they could also be happy.
"Got it!"
Ling Yan hung his head, but the wolf did not give up the momentum of criticism at all.
After taking the medicine, Ling Yan suddenly felt that most of his body's injuries had really been suppressed, but this was just the appearance, and it would take some time for the injuries in his body to heal.
Ling Yan sighed secretly, the old injury had not completely healed, and there was a new injury so soon, and it was still so serious.
"Okay, you go quickly, don't let people suspect that this incident in Cangzhou Mansion is related to you, even if someone asks you, you have to die and not admit it, did you hear it?"
"I hear you."
Ling Yan walked out of the alley, at this time the sky was already bright, the sky after the heavy rain became cold, the air was also bleak, Ling Yan felt a little cold before he found that his clothes were still wet, he hurriedly went to a cloth village to buy a new one to wear.
When he took off his clothes, he looked through the bronze mirror to see that the sword wound on his back had been covered, but there were still traces, and the pain was also present at any time.
As soon as Ling Yan returned to Cangzhou Mansion, Cangzhou Ling Yin and Zhao Tian pulled Ling Yan into the house with a nervous face and talked about what happened in the mansion last night.
Ling Yan said slowly, "Isn't it okay.
Okay, the Superintendent will find out about this matter.
Now that we are ready to return to Beijing immediately, the Holy Lord may have been in a hurry!
” Zhao Tian nodded and said, "Okay, it's better to go back to Beijing early, otherwise I'll always be scared when I stay here, I'm really afraid that these things will happen again." ” "By the way, Ling Siming, did you get the result last night?"
"Alas, no.
I searched all night and found nothing!
Okay, I'm going to take a rest first, Lord Zhao, and order Lord Yin to go and prepare the carriage and horses first, and inform the sword tomb and the courtyard, and then call me when it's done. ” The two nodded, and Zhao Tian suddenly said, "Ling Siming, there is a person named Xiaoliu dragging a lot of things, saying that it is your person?"
” Ling Yan said, "Not bad.
Xiaoliu is here, Lord Zhao, please arrange for him to return to Beijing together. ” Closing the doors and windows, Ling Yan immediately lay down on the bed physically and mentally exhausted, and fell asleep.