Outside Tianbao City.

Even under the sunlight, the dense forest remained dark.

Despite being severely injured and covered in blood, Qian Duolu had lost at least fifty pounds compared to when he was in Kyoto, and even looked somewhat tall and slender.

He scrambled and crawled through the woodland filled with fallen leaves.

But more than a dozen martial artists swept in from behind.

"Don't run away, you fatso!"

"Do you think you, a mere beginner Martial Emperor, can outrun us?"

"I am a high-ranking Martial Emperor of the Black Moon Hall!"

A figure rushed over, panting heavily. It was a tall, thin middle-aged Martial Emperor. Seeing Qian Duolu tumbling and crawling in front of him, the leading Martial Emperor was furious.

We began tracking this person's whereabouts after receiving the message.

They spent more than two hours, during which they managed to sneak up behind Qian Duolu several times, but the man's ability to save his life and escape proved to be remarkable.

Talismans and ancient magical artifacts were thrown at us as if they were free, some were spells to create illusions, some were illusions, and some were even artifacts meant to cause mutual destruction.

It took more than two hours to get started.

Qian Duolu looks like he can't hold on any longer.

"Bang!"

The Black Moon Hall Martial Emperor rushed over and kicked him in the butt.

"Ouch!"

Qian Duolu tumbled and crashed into a tree.

He was stuck at the tree root, surrounded by more than ten people.

"You brat, you've given us a real run of trouble. Our leader said he wanted to see you, not kill you, so why are you in such a hurry?"

"Pooh!"

Qian Duolu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

A ruthless look appeared on his chubby face.

"I am the heir of the Duobao clan. Do you think you can just see me whenever you want, with your little Black Moon Hall?"

"Still dare to talk back!"

The high-ranking Martial Emperor stepped forward and unleashed another barrage of punches and kicks, leaving Qian Duolu bruised and swollen, groaning in pain.

Screams like those of a pig being slaughtered echoed from the woods.

As Qian Duolu was being beaten, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a jet-black talisman from his pocket, which was clearly at the eighth level.

"And what other methods do you have?"

Everyone else present was immediately terrified.

Qian Duolu has no other skills; he is merely a beginner-level Martial Emperor. However, the talismans, pills, and various magical treasures he possesses are endless, which truly befits the name of the Treasure Clan.

Qian Duolu looked at the eighth-tier black talisman.

His eyes were dark and menacing, as if he wanted to die with them.

But just then, a commotion suddenly came from the hillside in front of them.

A figure soared into the sky in a golden form.

It swiftly flew to a large tree nearby.

Lin Jinglong looked down at everyone with a playful gaze.

Ultimately, it landed on Qian Duolu's face.

"Qian Duolu, the eldest grandson of the prestigious Duobao clan, how did he end up in such a sorry state?"

"Forest……"

Qian Duolu suddenly widened his eyes.

However, he saw that Lin Jinglong had concealed his true face through disguise, making him look completely different from when he was in Kyoto, and his temperament was deliberately made to appear very gloomy.

He was like a wandering martial arts practitioner.

But he would never forget those golden, multi-jeweled eyes.

He wisely refrained from calling out Lin Jinglong's name.

Meanwhile, the Black Moon Hall members turned their gazes to Lin Jinglong, their brows furrowed deeply.

"Who are you? Do you know him?"

"He's my friend."

"Hehe, friend?"

The Black Moon Hall Martial Emperor sneered.

His eyes had already hardened, and he suddenly drew his Miao sword, twirled it, and stared coldly at Lin Jinglong.

"Our leader said that the only goal of this mission is to save Qian Duolu's life. As for the others, anyone who dares to obstruct us will be killed without mercy!"

"You've got quite the nerve!"

Lin Jinglong looked at him expressionlessly.

The high-level Martial Emperor grinned maliciously, exchanged a glance with the person beside him, and each drew their swords and charged towards Lin Jinglong.

Seeing this, Lin Jinglong yawned.

"Get out of my way!"

His figure leaped down from the tree.

Like a gust of wind, he appeared in front of Qian Duolu in an instant and lifted him up by the collar from the ground.

The high-ranking Martial Emperor from Black Moon Hall trembled.

He watched Lin Jinglong's figure suddenly disappear, then turned his head and saw that Lin Jinglong had already caught Qian Duolu.

"You...you're at least an eighth-tier Martial Emperor?"

He saw that Lin Jinglong was young, and even if he had some martial arts skills, he should not be as good as him. However, the speed that Lin Jinglong just showed shocked him.

He was a seventh-level Martial Emperor, one of the top in the Black Moon Hall, but if Lin Jinglong had wanted to take his life, he would have been dead already!

Lin Jinglong looked at him expressionlessly.

"I have no interest in the Black Moon Hall. If there's nothing else, I'm taking this person with me. Don't continue to bother me, or else..."

He casually pointed at the Black Moon Hall member who was making unusual movements not far away. The martial artist who had quietly approached suddenly had a bloody hole appear between his eyebrows and his body fell straight to the ground.

"Ah Hao!"

The high-ranking Martial Emperor of the Black Moon Hall let out a mournful cry.

Lin Jinglong grinned at them.

"Don't even think about launching a sneak attack. The reason you're still alive isn't because I'm merciful, but because I don't want to be enemies with the Black Moon Hall. You should also know when to stop while you're ahead!"

"you……"

No one around had time to speak.

Lin Jinglong, carrying Qian Duolu, vanished from their sight in an instant, at a speed beyond their comprehension.

"Elder Jia, what should we do?"

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