Everyone wants to stay

"Walk!"

Minghou grabbed the weak Yue Ji, carried the giant blade, and flew away from here.

"I didn't say you could leave."

Qi Lin slapped the sword box, and the Changhong Sword popped out. He held the hilt of the sword, circulated Changhong Qi, and threw the long sword out.

The fire was blazing, drawing a long rainbow under the night, and there seemed to be a roar of dragons, heading straight for the desired killer pair.

Minghou felt uneasy and without any hesitation, he threw Yue Ji out and turned around to use the giant golden sword as a shield.

"clang!"

The Changhong Sword collided with the giant golden sword. Minghou was still in the air and had nowhere to use his strength, so he retreated to the roof nearby, channeling his true energy to compete.

But when confronting the Changhong Sword head-on, I found that the true energy flowing in the sword was not as soft and cold as before, but was extremely strong and strong.

Minghou's sword-wielding power could be described as domineering and strong, but the Changhong Sword Qi broke through it immediately. He vomited blood, flew backwards, and fell unconscious.

Even if she and Minghou could escape Qi Lin's control and gain freedom, Wu Xin would not take action as long as Qi Lin said a word.

After doing this, he turned over and returned to his room. The spirit pigeons grabbed Ming Hou and Yue Ji and flew into the house.

"I have been friends with Master Wangyou from Hanshui Temple for many years. I once asked him for advice on the secrets of his mental powers, including the treatment of amnesia."

But Minghou didn't look at her and closed his eyes directly.

"Master Wangyou and I have been friends for many years. Do you think I recognize Wuxin who was raised by him?"

"What a loving couple. It's a pity that I didn't intend to kill you two." Qi Lin interrupted the interaction between them.

"Open your eyes!"

Both men were unconscious.

Yue Ji looked at Ming Hou who calmed down and slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep, and asked with worry: "Do you really have a way to retrieve Ming Hou's lost memory?"

Purple air comes from the east, bringing endless wealth and wealth. Good luck, and all calamities can be avoided.

"What did you say?" Minghou suddenly stood up, his naked upper body covered with raised blood vessels, like stalking horned dragons.

"Changhong!"

"Why?" Of course Yue Ji doesn't want to die, but she has to ask clearly, because some things are worse than death: "If you accept us as guards, aren't you afraid that Minghou and I will stab you in the back one day?"

Qi Lin shook his head. This girl looks very beautiful, but why does she seem to be having trouble using her brain now?

"For the missing memory, Minghou is willing to do anything."

Qi Lin and Master Wangyou have been friends for many years, and their relationship with Wu Xin is definitely not wrong.

Yue Ji thought for a while and sighed: "It seems that the only way we have left is to bow to you!"

Qi Lin counted them one by one with his fingers. In the final analysis, they still had a collecting habit, and these two people had fatal weaknesses that could be exploited.

Yue Ji cast a distrustful look.

"Of course I'm not afraid!" Qi Lin said with a faint smile: "Because I can let this Hades know what he wants to know most in his life."

Qi Lin said, raising two fingers and shaking them back and forth in front of them.

Qi Lin calmly sat down on the chair and pressed the Ziyun Sword that popped out back into the sword case.

However, Minghou spoke: "We came to kill you, but we were caught because our skills were inferior to others. This is fair. There is nothing to say. If you want to kill or scrape me, I will bear the responsibility alone."

"Calm down!" Qi Lin waved out all the remaining silver needles in his sleeves and cut off Minghou's energy and blood.

"Just throw them on the ground!"

"Passed away?"

He waved the long sword in his hand, and the scorching rainbow sword energy swept across the entire street, melting the ice on the street.

"You bowed your head, where is Minghou?"

When Minghou woke up the next day, he heard that Qi Lin and Wu Xin were in a relationship without saying a word, and just knelt down.

"Master Wangyou, he has passed away!" Yue Ji frowned, and this statement made people feel that something was wrong.

The world is so big, where should Hades go to find his lost memories?

Qi Lin shouted, and the Changhong Sword stuck on the ground flew back to his hand automatically.

"Don't be impulsive. I have sealed your acupuncture points. If you use your Qi rashly, you will die."

"They are all minor injuries and can be easily treated!"

But soon, Qi Lin put these things behind his mind, clasped his hands together, and chanted "Amitabha!" to mourn the passing of Master Wangyou.

Minghou's meridians were injured by the Changhong Sword Qi, while Yue Ji suffered from excessive blood loss and frostbite from the cold air.

Yue Ji didn't say much. For killers like them, black and white never mattered.

Qi Lin thought about how to deal with them, and slowly said: "Your martial arts are not as good as mine, your weapons are not as good as mine, and you are wearing so few clothes, you probably can't hide a few taels of silver."

Qi Lin stretched out his hands and put them on their wrists to diagnose and treat their injuries.

"Otherwise, even if you know the truth, you won't have the life to seek revenge!"

Minghou and Yueji felt very uncomfortable.

"Do you know Wu Xin?" She originally planned to say it to a stranger she had never met before, but Yue Ji was shocked.

The spiritual pigeons flying in the sky heard the shout and flew directly to the Marquis of Hades, Yue Ji.

"Marquis of Ming!" Yue Ji heard this and turned her head towards her sweetheart, her eyes turning red.

Qi Lin was not boasting about Haikou. Five years ago, on his way north to Muliang City, he passed by Hanshui Temple and sought advice from Master Wangyou for a month.

Qi Lin was startled, remembering that the day when Master Wangyou passed away was also the time when Xiao Se came out of the mountain again.

Even if we are not judged by Buddhist standards, Master Wangyou is a rare good man in the world and an amiable elder.

Qi Lin shouted, and Ming Hou and Yue Ji opened their eyes uncontrollably and woke up.

Since becoming famous, they have not experienced the feeling of being treated like objects for a long time, but people have to bow their heads under the eaves, so they can only endure it.

Thinking again of Ji Ruofeng that Uncle Lei mentioned in his heart, a simple medical treatment seemed not so ordinary.

"Now that Master Wangyou is dead, there is only one Wuxin left in the world who can use the inner demon to evoke the memory of Minghou. If you don't chase him, why are you here to kill me?"

"Killing you all with one sharp sword may sound satisfying, but in the end I didn't get anything. I just wasted my time and energy fighting."

"I give you two ways, one is to become my guard from now on; the other is to die here tonight."

Half of the Ziyun Sword popped out of the sword box, and he had just used Ziyun Qi to resolve the internal injuries of the two men through the silver needles.

"Xiao Yi, take everyone with you to catch those two people back in the room!"

"What do you want?" Yue Ji shouted with a cold face.

"Killing you will do me no good."

What Yue Ji said is indeed correct.

"Hey, you are the ones who want to kill me, but you ask me what I want to do. Isn't this confusing right and wrong?"

Qi Lin used this true energy to flow through the two people's bodies several times, and their injuries were resolved within a few breaths.

Qi Lin took out the silver needle hidden in his sleeve and pricked the acupuncture points of Ming Hou and Yue Ji.

In front of Qi Lin.

Just like that, two more attractive and capable guards appeared beside Qi Lin.

However, due to the injuries of the two guards, the departure date was postponed for three days.

After their injuries were all healed, Qi Lin left this small post house in the northwest and continued southward.

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