Han Ruo walked forward in a daze. Until now, she still couldn't accept the fact that she was defeated by a monk Xuan Ji.

The closer you get to Yue Lin, the greater the pressure you feel.

He obviously did not emit any spiritual energy, but when Han Ruo stood beside him, he felt as if he was on the edge of a cliff, and one foot was hanging in the air, and he could fall to pieces at any time.

"Are you cold?"

Yue Lin smiled, untied his heavy cloak, and wrapped it firmly for Han Ruo.

"Shuangling, remember to prepare some medicinal porridge for her to nourish her body later."

The eight personal guards were standing straight like wooden stakes, but Qin Shuangling glanced coldly at Han Ruo with some hesitation.

She lets the master put on his cloak without moving, and she is worthy of it!?

"here we go."

With a word from Yue Lin, everyone held their breath and stared quietly at the cavalry team that began to accelerate in the distance.

The sound of horse hooves made the earth tremble, and the speed of both sides continued to increase. There were less than 30 feet left, and both sides were about to bump into one place.

Yue Lin narrowed his eyes, his eyes deep, as if he had penetrated the dense army of the two armies and enveloped the point in the center of the battlefield.

kill!

The neat shouts of killing tens of thousands of people seemed to have changed the color of the world.

After watching silently for a while, Yue Lin spoke, his voice a little low and hoarse. "The team led by Zhou Lianshang is good. Although the number of people is small, it is full of murderous aura. In contrast, the military formation on the opposite side always lacks the momentum of moving forward. The morale of the army is dispersed and the murderous intention is not there."

"This is the result of my fellow monks from the Immortal Sect who were seriously injured and fled that night. Otherwise, the Fourth Prince would have been even more unbearable."

Qin Shuangling frowned and said, "Master, if we keep restraining us from taking action, Zhou Lianshang will probably not be able to support us when the other party recovers... For large-scale military confrontations, Zhou Lianshang can use too little power, and it is not just a murderous intent to win."

On the battlefield, the sound of killing was shocking, and there were also screams of hundreds of soldiers before they died.

Yue Lin closed his eyes and shook his head for a long time before saying, "Shuangling, you don't understand my purpose, so you won't understand what I care about most and value most at the moment."

Qin Shuangling bowed and said, "What the Lord is thinking is not something that his subordinates can speculate on themselves. Please forgive me."

"Those who do not know will not be guilty. I will naturally explain it to you in the future, but now is not the time."

Han Ruo tightened his cloak, and her attention was not focused on the tragic battlefield below. Instead, she was secretly observing Yue Lin.

Her feelings for Yue Lin were suddenly complicated, as if it was a mixture of coldness, gentleness, tyranny and considerate.

He would slap her and defeat her prisoners without any invasion. He put on clothes for her, and watched tens of thousands of people fighting on the battlefield without expression, but he also wanted to prepare medicine porridge for her...

Um?

Han Ruo keenly noticed that his body was trembling slightly, and there was a gloom between his eyebrows, as if he was trying to endure something.

Yue Lin suddenly turned around and glanced at her.

The cold eyes were like a sharp sword, directly cutting through her defense, and the next moment it would go straight into her soul and rage.

But in an instant, the cold ice suddenly turned into gentleness, and perhaps a little confused, and the murderous intent that was cold to the bone marrow also disappeared.

"It's almost done." Yue Lin turned his head, his voice hoarse, "Shuang Ling, you guys go."

"yes!"

Qin Shuangling could not hold back any longer. Hearing this, he glanced at Han Ruo coldly, with a clear warning, and then waved his hand and led eight silent warriors to the center of the battlefield.

A bright red flower suddenly bloomed on the gray and black earth and spread rapidly.

Yue Lin sighed and stopped paying attention to the foregone conclusion below, and turned around to face the at a loss Han Ruo.

"Have you ever been banned by your elders in your sect?"

Han Ruo was stunned and said in confusion: "I don't understand what you mean."

Yue Lin smiled and said patiently: "A few days ago, I met two monks who were similar to you, one was called Jingthorn, and the other was a girl carrying a heavy sword. I don't know what her name was."

"I had in-depth and friendly exchanges with them, but unfortunately, when we discussed some issues, we were interrupted by external forces, especially the well-behaved and cute girl, who exploded without any warning and directly put an unsatisfactory end to the conversation."

Han Ruo looked at Yue Lin with a look of horror, his mouth slightly opened, and he was stammering and unable to speak.

Thorns, gladiolus...

He should be talking about these two fellow disciples.

Han Ruo suddenly felt a little crying without tears.

A well-behaved and cute girl?

Gladiolus' personality is not as cute and cute anyway...

In-depth friendly exchanges?

I’m afraid they were just like her experience, and they were directly beaten and captured by force, and then tortured and forced to confess!

Yue Lin said calmly, "We are friends now. Since we are friends, we must chat and reminisce about the past. If you don't accidentally explode, wouldn't I be very sad?"

"This madman!" Han Ruo widened his eyes, unable to express his feelings.

Who promised to be friends with him?

I’m still talking about the past, but what kind of old is it? After talking about it, was she knocked out and carried away by a palm?

"So, in order not to make the tragedy happen again, I did not hesitate to worsen my injuries and spent a lot of effort to remove this thing from you." Yue Lin spread his palms, and a ball of light that was constantly changing colors came into Han Ruo's eyes.

"But I can't guarantee that there are other things that exist, so I said a few more words to you."

When Han Ruo saw the ball of light, he suddenly became as deflated as a ball. "This is Elder Bu's power, it should be the advice before leaving... the others should be gone."

"Very good." Yue Lin smiled gently, "If this happens, I will feel relieved."

"Don't you feel at ease? What's the matter?" Han Ruo suddenly said angrily without warning, "You can finally torture and question it as much as possible without worrying that I can't say it anymore!"

Swish...

A strong smell of blood suddenly came, and Qin Shuangling appeared beside Han Ruo like a ghost, and waved her palm out fiercely.

Bang!

Yue Lin held Qin Shuangling's wrist and gently put it down.

"Lord, please allow me to cure her sin of disrespect!"

"You retreat first." Yue Lin's gentle smile remained unchanged, but there was a power in his tone that was not to be violated.

Qin Shuangling bit his lower lip tightly, jumped down the mountain, and broke into the battle formation with strong murderous intent, instantly causing a bloody storm.

"Han Ruo, you're thinking too much. If you want to use torture, why should I wait until this time?" Yue Lin sighed, and a deep light flashed in his eyes. The crystal aura in the war space fluctuated violently, staring at her eyes.
Chapter completed!