Allure of the World

    Ling Chen leaped up and grabbed Lan Ling's shoulders with both arms.

    Blue Spirit screams.

    This person's inner strength is not under him.

    Tian Ming and Gu Fan came up.

    When the master saw the master, his eyes were red.

    The woman behind the tall man and the thin man also gathered around.

    "Linger, do you really want to leave him? The man turned his head and asked gently, and the voice of Linger was very natural.

    "Yes. I don't want to die. I died once. So I'm afraid. I'm not a lady, just a vulgar girl. I'm not worthy of him."

    Ling Chen stood still, stared at Lan Ling, pointed at the man in front of him, "Who is he?"

    "He..." Lan Ling didn't know who he was.

    "I'm her senior brother." The man said quietly.

    He is tall, with thick eyebrows and star eyes, and he is dazzling. His face was very gentle.

    Shang Mo is like jade, and his son is unparalleled.

    He is the opposite of Ling Chen's domineering and unruly.

    "Excuse me, sir?"

    "You don't need to know. If Linger doesn't want to be with you, I will take her away." His voice was low and slow, but there was no doubt.

    "It depends on whether you have the ability." Ling Chen drew his sword.

    "Master, you can't use force because of your injuries, let's come." Tian Ming drew his sword and came up.

    Ling Chen did not step back, his soft sword was like a shadow, and instantly wrapped around Lan Ling and the man.

    The man was holding a simple sword in his hand, plain, black, without a sharp edge.

    "He was poisoned." Lan Ling said softly.

    The man glanced at Lan Ling. Swing the sword sharply. Lan Lingling felt a gust of cold wind swirl, and the tail of the wind swept across the fat man's dark guard standing next to him. The fat man volleyed and fell out, instantly splashing blood and squirming a few times on the ground, seeing that he could not survive.

    Tian Ming and Gu Fan took a few steps back.

    Ling Chen stood there, motionless. He raised his head and stared at Lan Ling. When he looked again, his eyes became extremely indifferent, "Have you made up your mind? Are you really going to leave?"

    "Yes."

    He threw her a box: "This is a worry-free antidote, get out! Get out!"

    Quiet around. Lan Ling was holding the box, she wanted to leave, but when she heard the indifferent words coming out of his mouth, her heart still felt dull pain, her nose was sore, and tears flowed down.

    The man picked up Lan Ling and disappeared in a few steps.

    Ling Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body was unstable, his tall body swayed.

    "Master!" Tian Ming and Gu Fan stepped forward to support him.

    "Go, go back!"

    He trotted ahead.

    Tian Ming and Gu Fan did not dare to speak.

    Lan Ling was held by the man, turned a few streets, passed through a few alleys, and came to a simple and elegant courtyard.

    "Master," came out a thin little girl.

    "This is Miss Lan Ling, clean up for her." He put her down and disappeared.

    "Hello, blue girl, I'm Belle."

    "The one just now, you called him the Hall Master?"

     "Yes, Huo Jingyun, the head of Ziyi Hall, don't you know him?"

    "I, I, know, know." Lan Ling smiled shyly.

    It turns out that he is the head of Ziyitang. She had heard from her grandfather that Ziyitang was a branch of Tsingyitang. established in recent years.

    "Where is the Purple Clothes Pavilion?" Lan Long asked Belle.

    "The front door is the Ziyi Pavilion."

    Oh, it turns out that the person my grandfather asked me to find was Huo Jingyun.

    Bell brought hot water, Lan Ling's arm was injured and could not take a bath, so she wiped it herself and changed into a light blue dress.

    She went downstairs and saw Huo Jingyun already sitting there. Next to him sat a thin man and the woman.

    "Brother Huo!" she called him.

    Her wet hair was draped over her shoulders, pinned with only a silver hairpin. A drop of water slowly dripped onto her forehead, and Huo Jingyun couldn't help but want to wipe her with his hands.

    "This is Liang Hongxiu, this is Zhang Shan." Huo Jingyun introduced her.

    "They call me Shanzi." Zhang Shan said with a smile.

    Liang Hongxiu still had a cold face.

    Huo Jingyun waved his hand, Shanzi and Liang Hongxiu went down.

    "What's the matter with you coming to Ziyi Pavilion?"

    "No, just defected. By the way, why do you say that you are my senior brother?"

    "My father is your mother's brother. My father said that your mother taught me, so I am your brother."

    "Your father is my mother's eldest brother?" Lan Ling had vaguely heard that at that time, his father misunderstood his mother and eldest brother, hurt his mother, and his mother was disheartened and the two broke up.

    "Yes. So, we are really destined."

    "Then I will call you Senior Brother?"

    "Yes."

    His eyes were gentle and charming, and Lan Ling's face turned red.

    Huo Jingyun glanced at Lan Ling, "Do you know the effect of Mo Ling?"

     "Grandpa said that if I have something to do, I will ask Ziyi Pavilion for help with Mo Ling."

    He smiled.

    "Moling is the order to transfer the Ziyitang and Tsingyitang teams. So, don't show it lightly. You came today, I thought you needed our team."

    Lan Ling recalled that in the past life, her grandfather did not give her an ink order. At that time, she helped Lingfeng, and her grandfather personally led the troops.

    "Do you think I need the Tsing Yi Tang team now?" Lan Ling asked rhetorically.

    "Beijing barbarians invade, your husband, King An, will definitely fight."

    "What? Is he going to lead a war?"

    "Yes."

    Lan Ling was stunned.

    "Forget it, don't think about it, take a good rest these few days, relax, and let Belle change your medicine for you."

    Ling Chen returned to Prince An’s Mansion at night.

    "Called them over tonight?"

    "Said it, come here at the time of Xu." Tian Ming replied.

    "Are you ready?" Ling Chen's voice was hoarse.

    "Okay."

    "Master, why did you let that person take Madam Ling away? Gu Fan and I joined forces, he couldn't take advantage." Tian Ming finally couldn't help asking.

    "This time things are too dangerous, she stays in Prince An's mansion, it's not safe. I wanted to take her with me when I left, but now it seems, no need. I fight with that person , although I was injured, that person didn't do his best, his cultivation is definitely not lower than mine, I can rest assured that Lan Ling will be handed over to him." Ling Chen said lightly.

    "But we don't know who that person is!" Tian Ming couldn't let go.

    "The sword that man used was very special. It seemed to have no edge, and it was powerful in forbearance. If I guessed correctly, it was a blunt sword. The king of swords."

    "The blunt sword is a sword dedicated to the swordsman, how can it be with him, he is not very old."

    "So, he must be related to the Juggernaut. Lan Ling is by his side, I can rest assured. If I can return safely this time, I will go to her, if in case, she also has a rain cover The place." Ling Chen said slowly, leaning on the back of the chair.

    But Lan Ling, will you really leave me?

    Tian Ming's nose was a little sour, "Master, in fact, you are very good to Master Ling, why do you always misunderstand her?"

    Ling Chen frowned slightly and stopped talking.

    Wen Heng is the first to arrive.

    Tian Ming and Gu Fan waited outside.

    Wen Heng hugged Ling Chen, put his hand on Ling Chen's face and groped, "Ah Chen, why is your face so ugly?"

    Ling Chen took her hand and took it down, "I'm fine, I'm just tired. Sit down."

    He looks tired.

    Wen Heng was stunned.

    He never takes her hand away. He used to haunt her before.

    Han Zhitao, Lei Ze, Yang Shuo, Fan Xing are all here. Tian Ming and Gu Fan walked in.

    Tian Ming put a small box in front of everyone