Chapter 213 Ye Yun is Ye Ming, and he has to take a lot of blame. Save the beauty.
The stars are dim, the night is deep, and on an unnamed mountain, Ye Ming is looking at the scene in the distance, his brows furrowed.
"Old ghost, I always feel uneasy tonight..."
"It's like something big is going to happen."
He spoke out loud, with some worry in his eyes.
Ahead was an endless wasteland, vast and remote. The night wind blew, making a humming sound. Wild grasses that were half a person's height swayed with it, forming a wave of grass that came towards them.
In the darkness, one could see a number of scarlet eyes flashing across the wasteland, and it was obvious that there were some ferocious beasts and wolves roaming about.
"Your feeling should be correct. Even I feel an indescribable chill."
"You must be being targeted. Someone has been following you secretly these past few days." The old ghost's faint figure floated out from beside him like a wisp of green smoke.
His blurred face could not conceal the solemn expression.
"Who is following me? Is it someone from Chen Sect?" Ye Ming whispered.
"Judging from her aura, it should be Elder Xia Jin from the Chen Sect. I don't know why she is targeting you. With your current strength, it is not difficult to get rid of her, but I think you still need to explain the situation to her."
"This person is related to the army of the Great Xia Dynasty. If she didn't have this identity, you could be ruthless and use your trump card to get rid of her." The old ghost said calmly.
Ye Ming fell into hesitation, but soon, a fierce look appeared on his face.
"Elder Xia Jin, you've followed me all this way, isn't it time for you to show up?"
After a moment, Ye Ming turned around and looked at a low rock behind him, and said in a cold tone.
At the moment he spoke, his palm was filled with golden light. A golden page of book flashed with divine light and densely packed tiny characters appeared on it. It turned into a bright moon and flew towards the rock.
"Who are you? Why are you hiding so deeply? What is your intention in coming to Chen Sect?"
A cold snort was heard, and Xia Jin's figure emerged from behind the low rocks.
She raised her palm and swung it, and a snow-white heavenly sword appeared. The blade was clear, as if washed by rain, and reflected the moonlight, making it even colder. As she swung the sword with her backhand, a terrifying sword energy whistled away and collided with the golden light.
With a loud bang, there was a shocking explosion here, with flying sand and rocks all over the sky and dust rising into the sky.
After all, Xia Jin has reached the seventh realm of cultivation and is known as the female military god of Great Xia. She has extremely rich experience in life-and-death battles.
The moment the knife fell, her figure quickly came to Ye Ming's side, and layer after layer of knife shadows whistled and flooded over, like angry waves hitting in the void, with astonishing power.
Ye Ming was not afraid at all. Although his cultivation was not as good as Xia Jin's, he controlled the golden light and continuously collided with the blade. It was obvious that this was an extremely powerful secret treasure, blooming with endless brilliance. The tiny words in it were extremely dazzling, like stars that were about to fly out and suppress the enemy.
For a moment, the place was filled with flying sword lights and golden rays, with a mighty momentum, like the Milky Way rolling back, or like surging rivers and oceans, or erupting volcanoes.
There was blinding light everywhere, and even the surrounding hilltops were flattened by the waves of the battle between the two men.
"Who are you?"
Xia Jin was shocked. She was actually at the seventh level of cultivation, but she couldn't defeat Ye Ming in such a short period of time. It seemed that he had been hiding his abilities during his time in Chen Sect.
"Elder Xia Jin, who ordered you to secretly investigate me? Not only that, but also to follow me all the way?"
"Who am I? If you want to know, just go and ask the leader of the Chen Sect. He will tell you the answer."
Ye Ming snorted coldly and once again sacrificed a secret treasure. A golden magic lamp emerged. As his magic power was activated, lightning suddenly surged in the middle. One after another, divine thunder flew out, as thick as purple bamboo. The void was scorched and seemed to be split at any time.
Xia Jin did not respond, but became more and more shocked. With Ye Ming's age and strength, he could definitely not be an unknown person in Zhongtianzhou.
"Your name isn't actually Ye Yun at all, right?"
The two figures collided in mid-air and then quickly separated in an instant. The terrible aftermath swept in all directions like a wave. The mountains shook, the wasteland trembled, and many ferocious beasts were frightened and fled in all directions.
"Oh no, someone else is coming..."
At this moment, the old ghost’s somewhat heavy voice suddenly rang in Ye Ming’s mind.
It was the first time he heard Lao Gui's tone so heavy, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy.
In the void, a dazzling blood light flashed by, like a meteor across the sky, and there seemed to be some kind of response in Ye Ming's body, and the same blood light emerged and then turned into a nine-headed alien insect and flew out.
The two streaks of blood light touched in the air, making a buzzing sound. The two nine-headed alien insects instantly merged into one, becoming even larger in size, hovering above Ye Ming's head, both real and unreal.
Seeing this scene, Ye Ming's face suddenly turned ugly, and he almost subconsciously said, "Jiang Lan..."
Xia Jin, who was fighting with him, was also shocked by this sudden scene. He could not help but retreat to a distance and looked at Ye Ming in doubt.
Why did he suddenly call out Jiang Lan's name out of nowhere?
"Jiang Lan?"
"No, I'm not Jiang Lan."
At this time, a faint chuckle was heard in the wilderness where grass waves were fluttering and flying, and a young man in a white robe walked out slowly. His steps were neither fast nor slow, and he was full of a sense of leisurely strolling in the garden, as if he had everything under control.
Behind him, many figures followed closely and had arrived here without anyone noticing.
Ye Ming stared at the young man in white robe. His face was unfamiliar and it was obvious that this was the first time they met.
"Did you do this?" He looked grim.
The young man in white robe waved his hand, and the Nine Spirit Blood Seal in the void immediately flew back to his hand.
"It seems like you are Ye Ming?"
He had a calm look on his face, as if he had completely expected Ye Ming to have this expression.
After all, in this world, apart from him, no one can truly remove the Nine Spirit Blood Seal, unless the Blood Immortal who once left behind the Blood Immortal heritage is resurrected.
"Ye Yun is Ye Ming?"
Xia Jin, who was not far away, was shocked again. The name Ye Yun was unknown, but Ye Ming was a well-known figure in Zhongtianzhou.
There is no major immortal sect that does not know this name. In the Zixia Secret Realm, Ye Ming killed the geniuses of various immortal sects, which made countless people gnashed their teeth in hatred.
When he was in the imperial capital, he used the alias Zhang Yuan, an inner sect disciple of the Yijian Sect, and cooperated with the Blood Immortal Sect to disrupt Daxia's Southern Hunting Exercise, which made the Emperor of Xia furious and issued a sky-high wanted order.
But since then, he seemed to have disappeared and no news about him has been heard.
It turned out that he changed his name to Ye Yun and ran away to Chen Sect...
"It seems that the Chen Sect has really colluded with the Blood Immortal Sect, otherwise Jiang Yuheng would not have said this..."
Xia Jin was terrified and extremely scared at this moment.
If she hadn't followed, she would probably never have imagined until her death that Ye Yun was actually the famous successor of the Blood Immortal Sect.
"Who are you?"
Ye Ming did not deny his identity. He stared at the young man in white robe who appeared and walked towards him. He felt an unprecedented threat from him.
The young man in white robe smiled faintly and said, "My name is Xue Wuchen. If you know what's good for you and return my things to me, then I can consider letting you go."
"I don't know you at all, and I don't know what you are talking about." Ye Ming looked at him coldly, but did not dare to act rashly.
"If you want to quibble, that's fine. You have nowhere to escape now anyway. But before that, get rid of the irrelevant people first."
Xue Wuchen smiled faintly, his eyes suddenly became cold and indifferent as he looked at Xia Jin not far away.
"Kill this girl. I don't want anyone to know where I am now."
He gave instructions to the Bloody Evil Grandma and the Netherworld Taoist behind him.
"Yes, sir."
The old woman in linen clothes, a snake-like bun and a blood-red gourd hanging from her waist suddenly let out a cold laugh, and then rushed towards Xia Jin who was not far away like a stream of blood-red light.
The Taoist priest of the Netherworld beside her had white eyes and a cold and chilly aura all over his body, as if he had really been resurrected from the Netherworld.
His body shook, the void suddenly became blurred, and he disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared out of thin air in front of Xia Jin.
With a buzzing sound, the void was pierced, and a hand as white as a corpse emerged from it, carrying a terrifying intention to corrode everything.
"People from the Blood Immortal Sect..."
Xia Jin felt a chill on her back, she could see that the cultivation strength of these two people was far above hers, and they were even approaching the eighth level. With her current cultivation level, she was no match for them.
So she didn't hesitate and immediately ran away, with no intention of getting entangled with the two of them.
Xue Wuchen didn't pay much attention to Xia Jin, but continued to look at Ye Ming with a joking expression.
"Ye Ming, this guy may think that you are the descendant of the Blood Immortal Sect and that you have the Blood Forbidden Book of the Blood Immortal Sect..."
"He wants the Bloody Forbidden Book."
"Take advantage of this moment to explain it to him."
At this time, the old ghost's low voice also sounded in Ye Ming's mind.
Ye Ming also reacted suddenly. He felt that the sky suddenly brightened and the road ahead became clear.
Yes, as long as he explains it clearly, not only will his suspicion be cleared, but the mysterious young man in white robe in front of him will also target Jiang Lan.
Perhaps the two of them could join forces to defeat Jiang Lan, the great enemy.
Thinking of this, Ye Ming's breathing became much faster, and he spoke quickly, "I am not a descendant of the Blood Immortal Sect. I have always been wronged. I don't have the Blood Forbidden Book you want."
"The real Blood Forbidden Book is not in my hands, but in the hands of Jiang Lan, the Saint of Taiyi Sect..."
Xue Wuchen stared at Ye Ming, his eyes suddenly filled with blood, and asked, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"It's absolutely true. If you don't believe it, I can swear an oath to heaven." Ye Ming said solemnly.
Xue Wuchen's face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice, "My Nine Spirits Blood Seal fell on you. If you didn't help Song Youwei remove the blood seal, how could the blood seal be on you?"
"You want to fool me and buy time, right? You practice the Blood Forbidden Code and regard all living things as nourishment. What constraints does the Heavenly Oath have on you? Do you really think I haven't practiced the Blood Forbidden Code?"
"I saw that you had caused such a commotion in Zhongtianzhou. You must be a big shot. That's why I wanted to spare your life because I admired your talent. Since you are so stubborn, I will take action and search your soul to find out whether what you said is true or false..."
He changed his previous warm and indifferent expression, his eyes were cold to the bone, and as he spoke, a large bloody handprint appeared, and he pounced towards Ye Ming. The bloody and murderous energy was surging, as if an ancient evil demon had been born, and the sky was covered.
Ye Ming's face changed, and then he became furious. This man was simply too arrogant. He thought the other party was easy to talk to and could explain, but the other party didn't believe him at all.
"All of this is Jiang Lan's fault. Why don't you go looking for trouble with him but come to me..." He cursed angrily and had to resist.
Just at this moment, with a loud bang, a terrifying blood-red light suddenly rushed towards Xue Wuchen from behind.
Endless blood-colored mist gushed out, seemingly turning into a surging river of blood that could submerge the heavens. A blurry blood-colored figure, with a murderous aura, rushed over to kill.
"How brave..."
Xue Wuchen reacted quickly, became furious, and slapped his palm backwards, colliding head-on with the bloody figure.
"You have already refined the All-Spirit Blood Puppet, and you still dare to deceive me?"
His hair was flying. The moment he fought with the bloody figure, he realized its true nature. It was a blood puppet of all spirits that was refined with the blood essence of many geniuses.
As long as the main body is not dead, it will hardly break into pieces. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as the vitality is sufficient, it can recover quickly.
To refine this item is extremely difficult. Not only does it require the essence and blood of various precious bodies, but it also requires the essence of the earth as fire and must be mixed and tempered multiple times.
Even he couldn't refine a blood puppet of all spirits.
"The incident in Zixia Secret Realm allowed you to refine this thing, right?" Xue Wuchen's eyes became extremely hot.
Ye Ming was also shocked. He had no idea where this came from. However, no matter how much he explained, Xue Wuchen would not believe him.
"Jiang Lan..."
"That guy Jiang Lan must be nearby."
Suddenly, thinking of this possibility, Ye Ming felt unprecedented panic and anxiety in his heart.
Seeing that Ye Ming didn't say anything, Xue Wuchen became furious again. A torrent of blood shadow appeared behind him, as if there was a vague immortal sitting cross-legged in an endless river of blood, saving all living beings. Wisps of blood light gathered and then illuminated the world.
Chi, chi, chi…
Every ray of blood light turned into a sharp blood-red spear, which pierced through the void with a buzzing sound and shot towards Ye Ming.
In a hurry, Ye Ming could only snap his fingers continuously, sending out sword lights to collide with and resist it.
But Xue Wuchen's strength was far above his, and he had already reached the seventh level of cultivation. At the moment of the collision, Ye Ming vomited blood and flew out, seriously injured.
"It looks like today is a dead end."
The old ghost's voice, accompanied by a sigh, sounded in his mind.
"Brother Jiang Chen left me a life-saving talisman. But it will take time to activate it."
Ye Ming's mouth was bloodshot. He wiped the blood and stood up. At the same time, he held a crystal clear and ancient jade talisman in his palm.
Xue Wuchen stood in the sky with his hair flying, like a demon or a god, but he was entangled by the Wanling Blood Puppet. He pierced its chest with a palm, and it turned into a pool of blood mist, but the next moment the Wanling Blood Puppet healed itself and pounced towards him.
At this time, a chaotic sound of fighting was heard not far away. The group of people brought by Xue Wuchen fought with another group of people who rushed out from nowhere.
Among them, a blurry and slender figure, as bright as the moon, flashed through the crowd. The weapon in his hand was like a sickle, quickly reaping a large number of lives.
"Song Youwei..."
"It seems that you have united long ago, and are just waiting for me to take action?"
Xue Wuchen noticed this scene and his eyes became even colder.
Boom!!!
But at this moment, he felt something and his expression changed instantly.
Suddenly, a powerful and terrifying aura descended from the sky covered with dark clouds and dim stars. Wisps of starlight gathered and condensed into a clear and elegant figure in Taoist robes in the void.
The moment he appeared, a cold murderous intent instantly burst out from his indifferent face. His robes fluttered and he said nothing. A huge hand that was like starlight gathered together, covering half of the sky, reached straight towards Ye Ming below.
"This aura?"
"Could it be Ge Qixing, the imperial teacher of the Great Xia Dynasty in Zhongtian Province?"
Xue Wuchen's expression changed again and again. Although he was powerful, he knew very well that he was no match for Ge Qixing, an almighty being who had survived many heavenly tribulations.
In his hands, he wasn't even qualified to survive a single blow.
"Do we need to use that thing?"
He stared at Ye Ming below. He knew that Ge Qixing's son Xiao Teng died at the hands of the Blood Immortal Sect.
He also asked people from the Blood Immortal Sect about this matter, but learned that this matter had nothing to do with the top leaders of the Blood Immortal Sect, and was most likely done by the person who inherited the Blood Immortal Sect.
"No, we can't let Ye Ming fall into Ge Qixing's hands..."
Xue Wuchen felt that what happened tonight was beyond his expectations. Even a figure like Ge Qixing got involved.
If Ye Ming was allowed to be captured by him, the Star Lord's Fate that he had coveted for so long would probably fall into his hands, and the Blood Forbidden Book, which was more important to him, would also fall into Ge Qixing's hands.
"no."
After thinking this over, Xue Wuchen decided to take action boldly.
His mind was in turmoil, and his brows suddenly split open, leaving a dark hole there, as if one could see through his cheekbones and see his deep Niwan Palace.
The next moment, a terrifying aura that seemed to be able to kill everyone and destroy everything suddenly emerged and rushed out from Xue Wuchen's cracked eyebrows.
It was a ray of light that was as bright as a blood-red sun, like sword energy, like knife light, and even more like lightning. Rolling blood mist was wrapped in it, completely enveloping it, making it impossible to see the entity at all.
"This item is what the Blood Family's ancestor spent his entire life cultivating. Although I cannot fully activate it at the moment, it should not be a problem to force Ge Qixing to retreat."
Xue Wuchen spat out a mouthful of blood and his face suddenly turned pale and depressed.
At the same time, Ge Qixing also noticed this scene. His originally indifferent face suddenly showed anger, and the big hand formed by the gathered starlight was easily cut off by the blood light.
Taking this opportunity, Ye Ming finally activated the ancient jade talisman in his hand and crushed it.
A ray of brilliant golden light emerged from it, and at the same time, a powerful aura of fighting against the sky and the earth spread out. A tall and majestic figure with thick long hair slowly walked out, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and the edge was amazing.
"saint?"
Ge Qixing's expression changed slightly, but he quickly reacted and said, "He is not a saint. His saintly Dao fruit has been shattered, and his realm has fallen down..."
"Brother Jiang Chen, save me."
After seeing the figure clearly, Ye Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but shout out loud, feeling like he had survived a calamity.
"No one can save you today."
Ge Qixing was not afraid at all. He still stretched out his big hand and grabbed Ye Ming. No one could stop him.
When Xue Wuchen saw this, he naturally would not let him capture Ye Ming. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and controlled the blood light to kill Ge Qixing.
A chaotic battle even more terrifying than the previous one broke out here.
At the same time, on the other side, deep in this vast wasteland, Xia Jin's robe was stained with blood, half of her shoulder was broken, and blood kept flowing down, staining one of her jade arms red.
She was wounded in many places and coughing up blood. She could no longer control the divine rainbow and could only flee quickly in the wilderness.
Behind her, the bloody grandma was chasing her relentlessly, her old face full of cat-and-mouse playfulness. From time to time, she opened the blood-colored gourd in her hand, causing streaks of blood to gush out and turn into sharp blades, leaving scars on Xia Jin's body.
Beside the Bloody Evil Granny, the Netherworld Taoist followed slowly with an indifferent expression.
When he glanced at Xia Jin in front of him, there was a flash of obscene intent in his eyes, and he licked his cracked lips lightly.
"As expected of Daxia's female military god, her figure is indeed different. Even when she is running for her life, she still looks very pretty."
"Youming, do you recognize this woman?"
"Of course I recognize her. I, an old Taoist priest, recognize all the famous beauties in Daxia. I knew it was her just now." The Taoist priest of the Netherworld laughed.
The Blood Demon Granny's eyes flashed, and then she said with a smile, "In that case, I will give her to you. But I have to make a promise. When you get tired of playing with her, you have to give her to me. My Blood Demon Treasure Gourd is still short of a few evil spirits."
"She has a good cultivation base, so it is just right to refine her soul into it after she dies. The more you torture her in the Netherworld, the better the quality of this evil soul will be. Then I may even have to remember a favor from you."
Hearing this, the Netherworld Taoist grinned and said, "You know the methods of the old Taoist, don't worry, she will definitely become your most vicious evil spirit."
Listening to the frank conversation between the two people behind, Xia Jin's face became paler, her hands clenched, and she was extremely angry, but the determination in the depths of her eyes also became stronger.
Even if she committed suicide, she would never be defiled.
It’s a pity that Ye Ming’s true identity cannot be exposed. If he is allowed to hide and cause harm to everyone, who knows how many innocent people will be killed.
Why did the Chen Sect collude with the Blood Immortal Sect...
There was a trace of sadness in Xia Jin's eyes. The next moment, she gritted her teeth, and all the spiritual energy in the spiritual sea suddenly boiled.
"This woman wants to self-destruct, stop her..."
When the Bloody Evil Granny and the Netherworld Taoist sensed this aura, they immediately stopped wanting to play with her and quickly chased after her, trying to capture Xia Jin and seal her up to stop her from self-destructing.
"In front of me, your life and death are not up to you."
The bloody old woman laughed grimly, and stretched out her old hand like an eagle's claw, slapping Xia Jin's abdomen and dispersing the spiritual energy she had gathered.
"You have only just entered the seventh realm. I have been famous for many years and now the eighth realm is within reach. How could I let you play these little tricks right under my nose?" She smiled coldly and was about to reach out to grab Xia Jin.
There was a hint of despair in Xia Jin's eyes. In the face of absolute strength, all tactics and experience were just empty talk.
"not good……"
But at this moment, the Netherworld Taoist, who had been looking at the scene with a playful look in his eyes, suddenly realized something, his expression changed, and he quickly turned into a ray of faint light and disappeared from the spot.
The Bloody Evil Grandma's reaction was not as good as his. When she saw clearly, a brilliant golden light had already struck down like lightning, and blood splattered in an instant, turning into a blood mist and dispersing.
She let out a scream, hurriedly covered her broken arm, and quickly backed away, her eyes full of fear and anger.
Xia Jin opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in disbelief.
"How is that possible?"
She murmured, almost thinking it was her own hallucination.
In the void, ripples spread and brilliant sword light filled the air, like the scorching sun across the sky, stinging people's skin and causing pain.
The moonlight was hazy, and there seemed to be mist rising. A slender figure walked out slowly from it, with two fingers together, pointing diagonally to the southwest, and there was a devouring sword light bursting out there.
"Who are you?"
"Jiang Lan, the Holy Son of Taiyi Sect?"
When she saw who was coming, the bloody old woman, who was covering her broken arm, had shock and disbelief in her eyes.
"Why are you here?"
The Taoist of the Netherworld, who was not far away, had a very solemn expression on his face.
This question also filled Xia Jin's mind. Her beautiful eyes opened wide and she seemed to be stunned there.
She never expected to meet Jiang Lan in such a remote place.
Not only that, he showed up and saved himself from a tainted fate.
"Why are you here?"
Jiang Lan ignored the shocked and fearful Blood Evil Granny and Netherworld Taoist, and instead looked at Xia Jin, seeming slightly confused.
Xia Jin struggled to stand up from the ground, not knowing how to explain for a moment.
"This boy's strength is so terrifying, it's unbelievable, run away quickly."
"Neither of us is a match for him."
At this time, the Bloody Evil Grandma and the Netherworld Taoist also reacted. Without any hesitation, they tore through the void and turned around to escape.
But the next moment, both of them looked shocked and unbelievable.
"You blocked the void?" The blood-red grandma's face lost all color and her lips trembled.
"There is a small world in him..."
The Netherworld Taoist had an ugly expression, with fear and trembling, and gritted his teeth and said, "We can't just sit there and wait for death, we have to fight him."
"A member of the Blood Immortal Cult, huh?"
Jiang Lan looked at them at this time. He waved his hand casually, and a long sword wrapped in a ray of light flew out. It was rusty and had an ancient feel. The void seemed to be easily cut by its edge.
It was the sword of eternal calamity, the object for which Lin Fan had once risked his life.
A dark light burst out in front of the Netherworld Taoist, evolving into a Netherworld gate. Countless dry hands stretched out from below, as if trying to drag all the people in the world into it.
The Bloody Evil Grandma sacrificed her blood-colored gourd, and countless blood lights rushed out of it, transforming into various hideous evil spirits, roaring and rushing towards Jiang Lan.
However, just like how the two men tortured Xia Jin just now, in the face of absolute strength, all methods and means are nothing.
The Eternal Tribulation Sword turned into a stream of light, easily tearing apart the gate to the Netherworld and piercing through the body of the Netherworld Taoist, nailing him to death in mid-air. It then exploded with a bang, turning into a blood mist that filled the sky, destroying both his body and soul.
The Bloody Evil Grandma's eyes were filled with fear and despair, and she wanted to beg for mercy, but the Netherworld Taoist was stronger than her, and she ended up dying.
The disparity in strength made her no longer have any thought of resisting.
Jiang Lan raised his hand and grabbed. A golden light appeared in the void. A huge handprint appeared in the void and grabbed the Blood Evil Grandma. The blood-colored treasure gourd in her hand was shattered in an instant.
Then, all the evil spirits that rushed over were freed as soon as their restraints were released and turned into light rain all over the sky.
Some evil spirits whose true spirits had not yet completely dissipated even bowed to him in gratitude before being freed.
When he just broke into the seventh realm, Jiang Lan could easily deal with those who were half a step into the eighth realm. Now his strength has changed greatly again. Dealing with these two people is like a giant trampling on a toddler.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Xia Jin couldn't help but bite his lower lip lightly, his eyes were complicated and all kinds of emotions surged.
Once on the way to Feixian Island, Jiang Lan seemed to be at the third or fourth level of cultivation. It has only been a short time, but he has grown to such an incredible level.
"How is the injury?"
"Why are you here?"
Jiang Lan did not kill the Bloody Evil Grandma directly, but sealed her up and threw her into the Book of Mediation. After all, this person would still be useful afterwards.
Then, he took out a few bottles of pills, handed them to Xia Jin, and started asking questions.
Xia Jin swallowed a few pills and her injuries improved a lot. She was actually confused as to why Jiang Lan was here.
But for now, she explained what she had encountered.
"This is too dangerous. I told you that day in the war boat that the waters of the Dust Sect are very deep..."
"If I hadn't suddenly sensed the movement here and rushed over."
"I really don't dare to think about the consequences."
After hearing this, Jiang Lan shook his head slightly and sighed.
"It was my fault……"
Xia Jin bit her lip lightly, not knowing how to explain. She was indeed reckless tonight. If Jiang Lan had not shown up, the consequences for her would have been unimaginable.
"Can you still move?" Jiang Lan asked again.
Xia Jin tried it and found that his limbs were in severe pain. It would probably take several days to heal these injuries.
"Not really..." She shook her head.
"From what you said, there should be some trouble with the Imperial Master Ge Qixing. I have to rush over as soon as possible."
"Hold me tight." Jiang Lan glanced into the distance and frowned slightly.
After saying that, he grabbed Xia Jin and flew towards the direction where Xia Jin had just escaped.
"Mr. Feng..."
Xia Jin's face suddenly turned red, and her mind couldn't help but recall the scene when she and Jiang Lan drank and got drunk in the war airship that day.
However, the current situation was special, and she could only silently say sorry to His Majesty in her heart, and then hugged Jiang Lan tightly with both hands, and a warm scent as pleasant and clean as sunken wood surged into her nose.
(End of this chapter)
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