.Leng Ya was shocked and before he could stand firm, he rushed forward and covered her mouth tightly. He had never killed a woman, nor did he realize that he wanted to kill a woman. Blocking her voice became his only choice. But his movements were obviously a step slower, and the scream still overflowed from his fingers and spread far away.

"Where is Yan Zhimeng?" Leng Ya felt cold in his heart, and suddenly lifted the girl's collar and asked in a deep voice in a hurry. When the girl heard this, her eyes widened. He wanted to carry her back into the wooden cell she had just walked out. Suddenly, the "rustling" sound of stepping on the ground behind him sounded. There was no mediocre in the Northern Emperor Sect. They could reach that short distance in a blink of an eye. Leng Ya had no choice when his heart was icy. His eyes flashed, and he showed a fierce look as if he was as bad as a wolf to the girl. Then he let go of her body and rushed into the wooden house at an extremely fast speed. After a glance, his body turned around and stood behind the thin wooden door that had been opened against the wall.

He could only pray that the intimidating look just now could scare the girl... However, he also knew that this was basically a luxury, so... he stood behind the door and slowly raised the windbreaker in his hand. It seemed that his only choice was to raid those two people in the shortest time and not attract the attention of others.

Leng Ya hid at the door and didn't see the girl who was frightened by surprise and frightened at all. She faded away at a very fast speed. She changed her face and changed her face to calm her hands, and her hands almost smoothed out the messy clothes on her chest. She even had a clear glimmer of excitement in her originally sluggish eyes. Her face changed so quickly that if Leng Ya saw it, she would be stunned for a long time.

Just when Leng Ya just flashed to the wooden gate, the two Northern Emperor Sect guards rushed over and shouted as soon as they walked in, "What's wrong?"

Although this woman was bored every day and had to worry about time, she never screamed before, and the horror in that voice didn't seem to be pretending no matter how hard she heard.

Leng Ya's brows were tightly twisted, and one hand gently pressed on the door. The other hand had lifted the Breaking Wind Blade to a height similar to the neck of an ordinary person. In the next second, he could suddenly shoot out like a flash of lightning, cutting the throats of two people with one blade...

"Rat, there is a big rat!" the girl shouted in panic. This voice almost made Leng Ya's breath that had just been raised to the peak almost burst out, and his whole body became even softer. This feeling was like awaiting momentum and gathering enough strength. The punch that thought it would hit the stone hit a ball of soft cotton. The huge contrast made him feel uncomfortable all over his body.

Bang……

The leakage of the qi caused a slight swing of the body. Leng Ya's toes slightly bumped into the wooden door while the swinging, and a slight sound came out.

This sound is weak and inaudible in ordinary people's ears, but in the ears of a master, it is enough to hear it. The guard on the left moves his ear, and the right hand holding the sword pushes it violently, shooting in the direction of the sound...

Whoosh! Bang!

The long sword was flying at a very fast speed. Through a door, Leng Ya did not immediately notice the invasion of the sharp aura. When he noticed it, his right foot hurt a lot. The long sword penetrated through the wooden door, pierced straight into his feet, and then penetrated through the soles of his feet, pierced into the dead grass under his feet.

Leng Ya's whole body suddenly stiffened, his face turned pale as paper, but he gritted his teeth tightly, and there was no sound again. His biggest reliance was degree. Whether it was to escape or make a blast, it had to be at a very high level. In this situation of crisis, hurting one foot was more difficult for him than cutting one arm.

Blood flowed down, dyeing a large piece of hay under his feet red. As the sword shot out, the girl's heart also hopped violently. Only after hearing no sound came out, she felt relieved.

"Okay, the mouse has been solved. I said Miss Ping'er, it's normal for a mouse or something to do in this kind of place. Is it so good to make such a fuss?" The man who just threw out the long sword curled his lips. He didn't notice that there was a person not far from his left, and he wouldn't have thought that he had just stabbed someone with a sword. He had subconsciously never thought that someone would break into the Northern Emperor Sect and enter this confinement place.

"That's right, you even dared to fight the young master at the beginning, but now you are scared like this by a mouse, hehe." The other person chuckled.

Ping'er raised her eyebrows and said furiously: "Shut up you two hateful guys, how could I be afraid of any mouse? Suddenly something jumped out. How could I not be afraid!"

The man who threw the sword shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Forget it, what you say is good, don't make such a fuss in the future, let's calm down a little." After that, he walked a few steps forward and wanted to pull out the sword inserted on the wooden door.

Leng Ya gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, lifted his heart again, and the windbreaker in his hand exuded murderous aura that could explode at any time. As long as he pulled out the sword, he would definitely feel suspicious when he saw the blood on the sword, which would expose him.

With a shout, Ping'er suddenly blocked the man's body and said with a warning look on his face: "What do you want to do?"

The man quickly raised his hands: "Don't worry, Miss Ping'er, without your permission, we will never step into your boudoir without authorization." He glanced at the empty wooden house, smiled, and continued: "But my sword..."

"Who allows you to stab my door with a sword! Go out quickly, and the sword will be compensated for me... Huh, I seem to have not practiced swords for a long time, so I will play with yours. Go quickly and leave quickly. I will be upset when I see you," Ping'er was angry first, and then pushed him impatiently.

Leng Ya's heart was quietly let go, wondering why the woman called "Ping'er" was deliberately protecting him.

"Hey, you're obviously destroying the bridge." The man said with a grievance. Ping'er's personality was already so familiar that it was no longer familiar. He had no doubts at all. Instead, he regarded it as her looking for trouble and spending time. After all, the feeling of losing freedom was not so good. He rolled his eyes, made a helpless expression of giving up, and turned around and said, "Forget it, since Miss Ping'er wants to play, let's play for her, I'll get another one."

Ping'er let out a sigh of relief, wishing she could throw them out immediately: "Go quickly and go quickly and go quickly, don't run in casually in the future."

"Tsk, I can't find it." The man curled his lips. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around without warning, walked around Ping'er's body, reached out and laughed and grabbed the sword.

boom!!!!

The earth trembled, and then a huge roar came from a distance, trembling with his eardrums. The guard who was reaching out to grab the sword was suddenly shocked to the ground. He suddenly got up and said in surprise: "What's going on!?"

"What are you doing in the north? Let's go!" Another man steadily held his body and rushed out on the still shaking ground. The sword-throwing guard also quickly stood up and followed, no longer caring about drawing out his long sword, and did not even have time to say hello to Ping'er.

When they left, Ping'er turned around, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, lifted his eyebrows, pulled out the sword with great speed, and then ran to the wooden house and closed the door tightly. Leng Ya, which was originally hidden behind the door, was squatting on the ground, pressing the other hand on the pierced soles of the feet. The dead grass under his feet was already scarlet. But his expression was surprisingly calm, as if he did not feel any pain.

Ping'er was stunned and a deep admiration surged in her heart. She squatted down and asked, "Are you okay?"

Leng Ya raised her head slightly, glanced at her, then nodded slightly, and stopped looking at her. At that glance just now, he had already remembered her appearance. His short body, a 10-year-old face, bright eyes and white teeth, but his face was a little sallow and his head was a little messy.

"Hey! I'm asking you... don't you want to ask me why I help you?" Ping'er almost got angry at his reaction, and asked in a pissy manner as he spoke.

"Where is Yan Zhimeng?" Leng Ya pressed his hand on the soles of his feet, controlling the blood flow from the wound. His sharp eyes stared at Ping'er's eyes and repeated the first sentence he said to her before. He did not ask "Are you Yan Zhimeng?" because the person in front of him would definitely not be. Although he had never seen Yan Zhimeng, after Ye Wuchen's story, the girl in front of him was not only a few years apart in age, but also had a look and temperament.

Ping'er, who was looking down to check his injuries, was stunned when she heard this, her eyes suddenly became confused, and she said in a low voice: "Miss..." Then she suddenly looked up and looked at Leng Ya again: "Who are you? How did you break into here... Are you here to find a lady?"

Her reaction and her name for Yan Zhimeng made Leng Ya's gaze, who had not had much hope, suddenly become sharp. Even the biting pain from her feet seemed to forget. He stared at the eyes of the girl with strange eyes everywhere and asked in a low voice: "You must know where she is... Tell me!"

Ping'er also stared at him... Three years ago, since she sacrificed her life to block Yan Ximing and asked Yan Zhimeng to escape, she had never seen her again. Yan Ximing came back with a dark face that day, letting her know that Yan Zhimeng must have escaped. The Beidi Sect that left far away would not have been captured by him or killed. After that, she never heard any information again. She was also locked up here and was not allowed to leave for three years. This girl who likes lively lives a miserable life here. But she made the big mistake that year, and was not severely punished under the protection of Mrs. Yan, and was just closed here. It was already very satisfying and glad that the biggest concern was how Yan Zhimeng was now... Has the baby been born safely... I heard that Ye Wuchen was not dead at all, would they have been reunited with her family... If so, that would be great.

During these three years, Yan Zhimeng has no news about it. Even if the Northern Emperor Sect has not found it, where did she go? However, Yan Zhimeng rarely walked out of the Northern Emperor Sect three years ago and would not contact anyone outside... So who would be the person who came to find her? Could it be...

Suddenly an outsider appeared in front of her, and she was instinctively panicked, but when Leng Ya suddenly asked the sentence "Where is Yan Zhimeng?", her panic completely faded away. In the uncontrollable excitement, she tried her best to protect him from the people who were called by her cry.

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