Chen Yiling had just experienced life and death, and was already a frightened bird. When he saw a strange man in front of him, he couldn't help but feel wary. He didn't have to think too much, so he rose from the bed, rushed to the man's side, raised his hand to hold his pulse, and shouted, "Who are you!"

The young man didn't seem to have thought that such a beautiful woman would suddenly attack. He didn't know what to do for a moment and said in a trembling voice, "Girl... I'm just a mountain villager, I don't... I don't know martial arts..."

Chen Yiling exerted a little force on his hand, feeling that this person really had no internal strength, so he let go of his hand and said, "Where is my sword! Give it to me!"

The young man saw Chen Yiling’s beautiful eyes and looked pretty and cute. He couldn’t help but sigh, “Oh… girl, your sword is there.” He pointed his hand at the wall.

Chen Yiling looked around and saw his long sword hanging on the wall. However, he was worried that this man would be a ghost while she was holding the sword, so he gently put his fingers under the young man's ribs and sealed the acupoints around him.

The young man let out a "hey" breath and froze in place. Chen Yiling then walked over, took off the long sword from the wall, returned to the young man, and clapped his palm on his back to untie the acupoint.

The boy let out a long breath, covered his chest and coughed a few times, and said, "Cough cough... girl... she is so skillful..."

Chen Yiling had a pretty face, held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and said coldly, "You don't have to praise me, you are a strange person, what's the point of leaving me here!"

The young man looked at Chen Yiling's handsome eyebrows standing upside down when he was angry. He was like the ripples of autumn water, and the spring rain moistened the banana leaves. He couldn't help but look at it.

Chen Yiling frowned slightly, looked at him as if he was stupid, and said that he was pretending to be crazy Qiao Chi, so he pulled out his long sword, put it on the boy's neck, and shouted "What are you looking at!"

The young man came to his senses and saw Chen Yi's long hair hanging down his shoulders, his eyes shining with a surging murderous aura. If he answered wrongly, he would have the possibility of his body and head being different.

The boy closed his eyes and shouted, "Reply to the girl, my ancestors practice medicine, and the villain also learned a brief medical technique for a few days... Today I went out to collect herbs alone, and I heard a horse neighing from a distance. I was wondering in my heart... How could anyone come here in this lonely mountain and remote area? I saw you lying on the grass when I got closer..."

Chen Yiling distinguished his appearance and knew that he had not lie. He had indeed fainted with a fever and if he was a villain, how could he save his life? He quickly turned his hand and returned the sword to the sheath, bowed down and said, "Young Master is so kind to live, Chen Yiling will never forget it! He offended him just now, please don't be surprised."

The young man quickly reached out to support her and stammered, "Miss Spirit must not be the one. The girl is born with a beautiful appearance. That's really... that's really..." As he spoke, his face turned red.

Seeing him so embarrassed, Chen Yiling couldn't help but smile and asked curiously, "What's it really?" The young man whispered, "I...I dare not say that it was offending the girl..."

Chen Yiling was free and generous by nature. Seeing him hesitant, he felt unhappy and shouted loudly, "You are a big man! You are talking hesitantly, and you are not shy!"

The boy thought she was angry and quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no... I think the girl's appearance is so beautiful, just like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world..."

For the first time, Chen Yiling heard someone praise him like this. He smiled and said, "You are so nice, let's make friends!"

The young man bowed and said, "I... I am a farmer in the mountains, how can I make friends like a girl... I'm named Sun Simiao, and I've met Miss Yiling."

Chen Yiling frowned slightly, and did not like his prudent appearance in his heart. He put his hands together to return the favor, saying, "Young Master Sun, don't be polite, I will repay you for your life-saving grace in the future."

Sun Simiao's face was flushed all the time, intentionally changing the topic, saying, "Girl, your horse is so handsome!"

Chen Yiling turned around and through the window, he saw the horse standing outside the house, holding his head up and chest out, and was extremely handsome. He felt a little relieved. She knew that this war horse was one of the best handsome people in the palace, and it was spiritual. It was a gift from her brother when she was 18th birthday.

Sun Simiao coughed lightly, turned around and held a bowl of coarse porridge, brought it to Chen Yiling, and sighed, "Oh... Girl, my family is crude and the food is simple, so you can drink something random."

Chen Yiling raised his head and saw that the boy in front of him looked pretty, his face turned red, his eyes dodged, he took the porridge bowl, took a sip, coughed a few times, and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Sun, how far is it to Wuchen Sect?"

Sun Simiao smiled and said, "Girl, be careful of the porridge burning. This place is already at the foot of Wuchen Gate. If you walk five or six miles eastward, you can see Wuchen Gate. But why should you look for Wuchen Gate?"

Chen Yiling was slightly stunned. She had just experienced life and death, and was already a frightened bird. Hearing Sun Simiao's question, he couldn't help but feel wary, but he didn't show any expression on the surface and whispered, "Young master is very sincere. The little girl's father is an escort leader. The escort agency has always been taking care of Wuchen Sect. He sent me to Wuchen Sect to return gifts, but he didn't want to be attacked by a villain."

Sun Simiao said "Oh" and was quite envious of his implication. Chen Yiling wanted to give him the horse to repay him for his help, and said, "If the young master likes it, this horse will follow the young master in the future."

Sun Simiao did not mean to give her a try. When she heard her say this, she immediately widened her eyes and shook her hand. Just as she was about to speak, Chen Yiling suddenly covered her mouth and her eyes were spinning.

As a master of the great inner world, Chen Yiling received training in the palace since childhood. Not only was he good at martial arts, but he was also quite good at listening to the wind and making excuses, but he also had a good idea of ​​open and secret investigations.

Just as she finished speaking, she heard the sound of falling rocks on the room. There was no wind outside the room, so someone must be lying on the roof.

Chen Yiling's left hand was silent, and his right hand slowly pulled out the long sword, moving his feet left and right, as if he was determining where he was.

Sun Simiao was stunned while looking at it, not daring to make a sound. Suddenly, he heard a gust of wind beside him, and Chen Yiling was gone.

A scream came from the roof, followed by two crisp "clang" sounds. Two weapons fell to the ground. Chen Yiling jumped off the roof, his clothes and hair were covered with red blood. He brushed the long sword into the sheath and said, "Young Master, go quickly! My enemies are catching up with you! They have good martial arts skills, so they have no eyes when they start to use their swords! I am afraid I can't protect you."

Sun Simiao was so scared that his whole body was trembling and said, "Aunt... Miss... You... You are..." Chen Yiling knew that he could not hide it and said, "Young Master, I am the Dragon Guard of the Great Inner. At present, a group of evil thieves with high martial arts are chasing me. Just now, there were two people covered in faces on the roof. I rushed up and killed one, and the other ran away. Go away quickly, their strong aid will arrive soon!" Chen Yiling knew that the roof was just the vanguard of the way, and the strong enemy must be close to him at this moment.

Wang Bo said, "Girl, you...I can't leave. At this time, how can I keep you alone? I will kill them in a moment. I don't think their martial arts are very good..."

Chen Yiling said calmly, "The two above are just vanguards, and their martial arts are insignificant, but once their big aid arrives, it will be troublesome!"

She had already decided to die and would never implicate others. She frowned and said, "You go quickly! Prince Wang." She stretched out her finger on Sun Simiao's Dazhui point and closed his upper body consciousness.

He pulled Sun Simiao's arm, pulled out of the hut, turned over and pushed him to the horse, untied the reins, and said, "Young Master, today is really urgent. I clicked your Dazhui acupoint, and it will be untied in one hour. You are very kind to save your life, Chen Yiling will repay you in the next life!" After that, he waved his sword sheath and patted the horse's buttocks.

Unexpectedly, the horse was deeply spiritual. Seeing that the master was not up, he just neighed quietly and did not move a single step. Chen Yiling was very anxious and pulled out his long sword and poked it on the horse's buttocks, shouting, "Master, go quickly! Do you want to die here with me!"

The horse made a long neigh and rushed into the forest with Sun Simiao. Chen Yiling breathed a sigh of relief. Before the enemy arrived, he hurriedly packed his clothes, wrapped them around him, used his light skills to jump into the forest, and did not collide with the enemy head-on.

She had not recovered from the injury, and had only run hundreds of meters. She was already panting and sweating profusely. Suddenly, she heard a branch shaking beside her, and she felt confused. She picked up a branch and shot it over.

After Chen Yiling was injured, his hands were weak. After the branches were shot out, there was no sound. She pondered and still walked forward in the wind. When she reached a big tree in front of her, she suddenly turned around and came out a sword. She saw a man covered in black cloth slashing silently.

Chen Yiling just shot out the branch, just trying to test whether there was someone next to him. If not, the branch would definitely fall to the ground and make a sound.

If there were people, the branches would definitely be caught. She guessed that if the enemy was hiding on the side, she would definitely kill him secretly, so she pretended not to know and waited for the enemy to take action.

Chen Yiling raised his sword and killed someone behind him, but he felt that the other party's martial arts were not strong, but his light skills were really good. He heard a sound of salad on the tree above his head, and another person swooped down, and a long sword stabbed her head with a sharp hole.

Chen Yiling waved his sword sideways, opened a long sword, and showed that his true strength was weak. He shook his body slightly, dodged to the side, rolled around on the spot, and moved away from the man's tricks.

The man's long sword hit the attack directly. His move seemed simple, but actually contained more than a dozen killing moves. Chen Yiling was unable to turn around at this moment, so he had to turn his sword back and cover the lifeline of his back heart. With a "clang" sound, he blocked the long sword.

The man was very surprised, as if he was surprised whether the little girl had eyes on her back. Chen Yiling took a deep breath, lay on the ground, and stabbed the sword from his side, picking the man's ankle meridian.

The man screamed, fell to the ground, rolling around constantly, shouting "Wowa" but Chen Yiling couldn't hear where it was.

She didn't care about much, and if she delayed for a moment, she would have a moment of risk. She supported herself with her hands, held up her sword backwards, and ran towards the depths of the forest.

Chen Yiling was seriously injured at this time and was not angry. He just took action to hurt the enemy and won by tricks. If he met a master, he would not be able to resist, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to commit suicide and die in his country.

The roads in the mountains and forests are tortuous, Chen Yiling has a pale face, her black hair is messy, and she stumbles all the way. Her clothes are mostly cut by branches. When she encounters a hillside, she has to rely on a long sword to get up.

She was in a mess at this moment, avoiding the enemy's pursuit, without any sensation of the Dragon Guard's Imperial Guard in the Great Inner.

Chen Yiling felt both wronged and angry. After fighting for so many days, he didn't even know the origin of the enemy, nor did he know which sect the enemy came from.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up from a distance in front of him. Chen Yiling was shocked and leaned over and threw himself down. He saw a black shadow shaking in front of him, holding the long sword in his hand tightly, and not daring to let out a breath.

The black shadow looked around and looked for Chen Yiling's whereabouts, and seemed very angry. He held his long sword in both hands and slashed in the woods. Chen Yiling held his breath and waited for him to come forward, and suddenly shook his hand and pointed at the man's chest.

However, she was seriously injured and lacked strength. The sword was half an inch away, and it actually cut through the man's arm. The man fought back and slashed Chen Yiling's neck with a long sword.

Chen Yiling knew very well that he had to fight to the death at this moment before he could have a trace of vitality. He threw down his sword without retreating but advancing. He shouted, used his strength to his palm, and slapped the man's waist and abdomen.

According to her skills, one palm can break the bones and tendons of the enemy, but at this time her internal strength is weak and her hands are less than 30% of her usual strength.

The man felt a slight pain in his lower abdomen. He took a few steps back and then raised his knife to slash Chen Yiling's chest and aches in his abdomen. He knew that his forced exercises had already damaged his dantian.

She calculated that this person was not a master, so she leaned over and picked up the long sword, raised it horizontally on her head, blocking the long sword, and her arms were numb.

Chen Yiling's pretty face turned red, her teeth bit her lower lip tightly, her wrist trembled slightly, and her sword body trembled with a "clang" and collided with the man's long sword. She felt that her wrist was painful, and the sword flew backwards and fell into the forest.
Chapter completed!