boom!

There seemed to be a blast in the void between Li Fan'an and the swordsman opposite him.

The swordsman on the opposite side stepped out a slanted step and wiped away the blood from the corners of his lips.

Li Fan'an leaned against the side of the sedan chair with a slam, his face as if it were gold paper, and he obviously suffered a significant internal injury.

"My subordinates are rude first, I hope you will forgive me."

A clear and clear man's voice sounded, and the swordsmen on the opposite side knelt on one knee, and slowly walked from behind a gentle young man.

He apologized and gave a deep salute to the sedan chair from a long distance.

There was a muffled sound.

Li Fan's pupils shrank suddenly.

The powerful swordsman actually took off his eyes without hesitation, walked several steps on his knees, raised his bloody hands, kowtowed and shouted: "The vulgar man is not aware of the truth, I hope you will forgive me."

The curtain of the sedan chair was gently lifted, revealing half of Yue Lin's face.

He glanced deeply at the young man in white and showed a meaningful and inexplicable smile at the other party.

"Let's go."

The curtain that had just been opened closed again, and the sedan chair trembled and slowly rose from the ground and headed towards the Camellia City.

A team of swordsmen is like a sculpture, motionless.

The young man in white stood up straight, watching Yue Lin's sedan leave, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Master..." The man who just dug up his eyes and looked ferocious, with only the blood hole left, aiming at the direction where Yue Lin disappeared.

Swish...

A white light flashed by.

The swordsman's head flew up several feet and fell into the lush tea trees.

The young man in white closed his eyes, took a deep breath intoxication, and shook his head. "I really don't know why such a stupid thing has been with me for so long."

"Sixteen warriors got into sedan chairs, and the sedan chairs made of refining fine steel were pressed to bend and deformed. How heavy is that guy?"

"More importantly, did that looming murderous aura meet the same kind?"

"It's not the time yet, but it's soon..."

He thought silently, and suddenly he was so excited that he trembled violently.

Next to it is a dead silent swordsman, just like the headless corpse.

After marching for more than ten miles, the team in Lianfeng Villa has arrived at the foot of Camellia City.

The sixteen warriors carrying the sedan chair put the sedan chair on the ground again, and the heavy sedan chair pressed the soft ground about a foot deep mark.

Li Fan'an's eyes suddenly froze, and he took a few steps forward to meet several monks coming from the side.

"This is not the place where you mortals should come." The first person's expression was cold and his face was a little pale, as if he had suffered serious injuries before.

"Hey, isn't this a warrior under Uncle Yue?"

Suddenly a familiar voice penetrated in. Yue Lin opened his eyes and showed a smile on his face: "Is it Jiang Heng? Is it Jiang Heng? I've been away for several months, how are you doing recently?"

"So Senior Brother Yue has arrived in person!" Jiang Heng's tone suddenly became lighter, sweeping away the previous haze.

Senior brother?

Yue Lin was slightly stunned. It turned out that Jiang Heng was calling his uncle.

"Under the care of my senior brother, I was just included as a personal disciple by Bai Li's first student not long ago."

Jiang Heng answered Yue Lin’s doubts in one sentence.

The monk in blue who was speaking at the beginning glanced at Jiang Heng, frowned slightly, and showed an unexpected look. He opened his mouth to say something, but he forced himself to hold it back.

"Do you know what's going on here?" Yue Lin lifted the curtain and walked out of the sedan chair.

Jiang Heng took a few quick steps, gave a deep bow, and sighed: "We were indeed ordered by the sect to come to investigate the changes in Camellia City..."

"I didn't expect that before I got close to the city, I encountered a group of undecent swordsmen. After a hard battle, Uncle Qin was seriously injured before he broke their joint attack formation and protected us to withdraw."

"So, you haven't entered the city yet..." Yue Lin's eyes crossed Jiang Heng and the monk in green, and landed on the two women at the end.

One of them was weak and powerless, and had to rely on the support of his companions to stand firm. He should be Uncle Qin as Jiang Heng mentioned.

"Did those swordsmen respect a young man in white?" Yue Lin ignored the angry expression of the monk in blue and looked at Senior Sister Qin's convex body unscrupulously.

He was observing the other party's injuries to estimate what level the group of swordsmen were at.

"How dare you be rude to Uncle Qin!" The monk in blue could not hold back and drew out his long sword, aiming the tip of the sword at the vital point on Yue Lin's chest.

Li Fan'an snorted coldly, and the two rows of warriors behind him drew their swords together.

The knife light is cool and the temperature between the fields seems to drop a little instantly.

"Fan'an, don't be impulsive." Yue Lin smiled, signaling the warrior behind him to return the sword to the sheath, and said gently to the monk in blue: "If you are not sure, it's better not to draw the sword easily, as it will show your timidity."

"You!" The monk in blue gritted his teeth, and the blue veins on his hand were exposed.

"Zheng Zixuan, don't be rude." Senior Sister Qin coughed lightly, and another strand of blood flowed down the corners of her lips.

"I am Qin Shuangling, the elder of the Sect Master Feng." She wiped the blood with a scarf and frowned: "We really haven't seen the young man in white. Could it be that he is the leader of the group of swordsmen?"

"Are those swordsmen? They are not worthy of such a leader."

Yue Lin's words after thinking for a long time immediately changed the color of all the Qingmumen monks, including Qin Shuangling.

Jiang Heng looked dull, this was a slap in the face, a naked slap in the face. The few of them even dealt with the killing formation formed by the group of swordsmen. He looked very disdainful when he put it in the mouth of Uncle Yue.

Qin Shuangling took a deep breath, pressed down a ray of bright red that surged from her face, and said in a cold tone: "Mr. Yue is also here to investigate the incident in Camellia City?"

"It's true." Yue Lin nodded, stared at the city like a silent beast in front of him, and sighed: "I have a team of subordinates trapped here, so I have to come and take a look no matter what."

"In fact, the situation in Camellia City is even worse than I expected."

"What you expected? What can happen!?"

"What can you see if a Xuan Ji enters the cultivator?" Zheng Zixuan finally found an opportunity and said coldly.

Yue Lin smiled and turned to look at Li Fan'an, "You guys go back and be careful to avoid those swordsmen."

After pausing, he continued, "If you encounter it accidentally, tell the man in white that I will wait for him in the city and borrow a poetic saying that the brightest flowers will be budded for a long time and will always bloom at the most suitable time."

Facing Li Fan'an's puzzled expression, Yue Lin waved his hand and said indifferently: "As far as I told you, he will not make things difficult for you."

It is very uncomfortable for a rough man like Yue Zhuangzhu to speak so arrogantly...

"I understand, I understand." Li Fan'an forced himself to be confused and led his men to turn around and leave.

"Do you want to be with us?" Qin Shuangling also explained a few words, asking the girl and Jiang Heng to leave quickly, leaving her and the monk in Qingyi.

"Fifty Yuan crystal stones." Yue Lin raised a finger, "Each person has fifty Yuan crystal stones, so I can protect you. I am very credible and honest."

"Crazy!" The monk Zheng Zixuan in blue-clothed eyes widened, "Even if you beg to form a team with us, you have to see if Uncle Qin agrees or not. If you give it a hundred yuan crystal, why don't you grab it??"

Yue Lin's expression remained unchanged. He waited quietly for Zheng Zixuan to finish speaking, then patted the handle of the knife on his waist and said, "The one hundred yuan crystal stone is already the largest discount price given for you who are fellow Qingmumen."

Zheng Zixuan sneered and wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the female cultivator surnamed Qin, "This is a hundred yuan crystal stone, please ask the owner of Yue to collect it."

Yue Lin took the bag thrown by the woman, opened it and said calmly: "A hundred yuan crystal stone, hire me as a bodyguard, you have made a profit."

"Since the agreement has been made, when will we enter the city?" Qin Shuangling's expression was faint, as if one hundred yuan crystal stones were not a big deal to her.
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