The moonlight shone on the sword in Ruo Qingyan's hand, making it gleam with a dazzling light.

A sword whose blue and white colors complement each other.

The blade is adorned with delicate patterns, giving it a cool and serene appearance.

I don't know what kind of sword this is.

However, it gives people a strangely comfortable feeling.

It doesn't look like a weapon used to kill.

It's more like a flower growing in a garden, meant for people to admire.

It felt like a wind chime.

Without a close look, it's hard to pinpoint any distinctive features in his appearance.

But it just looks very pleasing to the eye.

But this very sword now stands atop the heads of Fengling and Yinkongmen.

The Indian monks are in a complete panic right now.

Your Majesty!

I'm still down there!

Just when he thought he was going to follow the wind chimes to the afterlife.

The wind chime suddenly made a funny face!

A ridiculously funny face that's asymmetrical!

"slightly!"

Yin Kongmen: ? ? ?

Big brother!

Is now the time to make funny faces?

Ruo Qingyan's beautiful eyes froze for a moment, clearly stunned.

Feng Ling was overjoyed at the sight; an opportunity!

He immediately thought of getting up and running away.

Clang—

The sword stood before him!

Turning her head, she saw Ruo Qingyan biting her lip and closing her eyes, looking somewhat uncomfortable.

Then, he opened his eyes, and that terrifying smile returned to his face:

"You...already knew?"

Her face clearly showed:

You know too much!

Fengling gave an awkward smile; it would be hard for me not to know!

"Wait! I have something I want to say to you before I die!"

"explain."

Feng Ling swallowed hard and said tremblingly:

"I'm willing to take responsibility!"

At this point, explanations are useless.

We must take another approach!

"Oh..."

Ruo Qingyan chuckled softly:

"I don't want to!"

Clang—

A fierce sword intent has already erupted!

Ruo Qingyan's smile had also disappeared.

Wind Chime felt like she was doomed...

Yin Kongmen felt the same way!

Just then, a familiar voice rang out.

"Xiao Yin, I heard you woke up. How's your recovery going? Um..."

Swish swish——

Ruo Qingyan and Feng Ling, along with the three members of Yin Kongmen, all looked towards the entrance.

Lei Jing stood at the door, looking at the scene before him with a puzzled expression.

He was quite familiar with Yin Kongmen and had always been particularly fond of this young man.

He kept thinking about how to poach him from the Ruo family.

So I came to see him, and this is what I saw...

Feng Ling and Yin Kongmen's faces lit up with joy!

"Old Lei! Help!"

The wind chimes shouted.

Lei Jing frowned in confusion.

Feng Ling was lying on Yin Kongmen's body?

If Qingyan were to raise her sword and chop them both up?

"hiss..."

Wait a minute, this is a lot of information!

He raised his hand and touched his beard.

He looked thoughtful.

When Ruo Qingyan saw Lei Jing arrive, she sheathed her sword and bowed to him very politely.

"Uncle Lei, good evening."

Lei Jing said with a smile:

"No need for such formalities, but I am curious, what are you doing?"

Ruo Qingyan smiled and said softly:

"Just dealing with family matters."

The implication is that this is a matter for the Ruo family...

His smile was flawless, but it sent a chill down Lei Jing's spine.

That smile looks so familiar.

oh!

I remember now.

His wife would always wear this smile when she secretly glanced at the little girl.

He understood immediately.

Sure enough, she was caught in the act!

"It seems I've come at the wrong time, so I'll be leaving now."

"Help! Brother Lei! Don't go!"

Seeing that he was actually refusing to help her, Fengling shouted and immediately took the opportunity to roll off the bed.

Unexpectedly, Ruo Qingyan reached out and grabbed him.

What a heartwarming moment of holding hands.

However, the look of terror on Fengling's face was as if she were possessed by a ghost.

Looking back, Ruo Qingyan smiled and said:

"Where are you going? Didn't you say you'd take responsibility?"

!! !

That smile gave him goosebumps all over.

This is a life-or-death situation!

Looking back, Old Lei was already gone.

The sound echoed in the corridor.

"Tsk, is this the new era... Sigh, I'm getting old, I really don't understand anymore."

Seeing that Lao Lei couldn't be relied on, Feng Ling quickly turned around and said with a smile:

"I feel it's necessary for me to explain..."

But at that moment, Ruo Qingyan had already raised the sword in her hand.

He was muttering something to himself.

The next second, a burst of golden light shone brightly in his hand.

She doesn't even need to use hand seals!

A sword was thrust towards Fengling's forehead!

Fengling froze for a moment as she watched the sword thrusting towards her.

A scene that feels somewhat familiar.

The crow had also stabbed itself countless times.

He couldn't sense any killing intent from Tianya's blade.

Ruo Qingyan's sword is the same.

So he didn't dodge.

He hesitated for only a moment, and the sword was already in front of him.

It hovered over his forehead.

Whoosh—

A blinding light flashed before my eyes, and a sharp pain shot through my brow.

The feeling was like someone had drilled a hole in your brain between your eyebrows and then slowly scooped it out with a spoon.

This is mental anguish!

But the wind chimes did not make a sound.

After all, he had endured this level of pain for a full six months in the Ghost Pool.

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