Half-hanging in the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, a figure stood in front of Ye Ling. It was Yang Ming, the elder of the Piaomiao Sect who had returned.
What followed were several Piaomiao Sect disciples, arranged in all directions, surrounding Ye Ling and Wei Ran.
Yang Ming smiled coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's see who can save you and give my son's life back!"
Before he finished speaking, Yang Ming struck out with a palm. The force of his palm danced in the wind and clouds, and the Immortal Realm's power was suppressed, making Ye Ling unable to move.
Ye Ling held Wei Ran behind him and slashed forward with his wooden sword, his sword energy flowing freely.
Unexpectedly, with a loud noise, Yang Ming's palm force was split into two and turned into nothing.
"This...this is impossible!"
"How could a boy from the Lingxu Realm block Elder Yang's palm power?"
Several Piaomiao Sect disciples were filled with astonishment and could not believe their eyes.
However, Yang Ming and Ye Ling looked downcast. They knew that the blow just now was not caused by Ye Ling at all. That's not sword energy, but sword energy!
"Yang Ming, the elder of the Piaomiao Sect, please show me your Taoist friends!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw not far away, a man dressed in red, standing in mid-air.
Ye Ling looked back at this person. His long flowing hair covered half of his face, leaving the other half as cold as ice, but his eyebrows were somewhat similar to that of Bu Fengchen.
He held a long knife in his hand, with a ghost head and a dragon body, and a cold blade with divine light. It was covered with Dao patterns, and layers of Dao rhymes rippled. There were actually cracks in the void, which were continuously cut by the sword energy.
Yang Ming looked panicked and blurted out: "Jueqing Dao... Bu... Bu Hongchen!"
Ye Ling frowned when he heard this, but he didn't know his origin.
I don't know when the ice melted, and Ning Changge came to Ye Ling's side with a wet suit and said to him: "This person is Bu Fengchen's younger brother, Bu Hongchen. He cultivates a ruthless sword. He is powerful and can see blood." Seal your throat. Today, the Bu family relies on these two heroes of the Bu family to dominate the Northern Territory!"
Ye Ling knew this, but he didn't know what Hongchen wanted to do in this step.
Bu Hongchen's face was expressionless, and he came through the air step by step. The void seemed to be filled with layers of murderous intent, which made people shudder.
Yang Ming was so shocked that he didn't care about looking for Ye Ling for revenge. He turned around and ran away, and soon disappeared.
The remaining Piaomiao Sect disciples scattered in all directions, wishing they could grow wings on their backs and use four legs at the same time, fearing that they would have to use the speed of their previous lives.
Bu Hongchen didn't stop him, it seemed he wasn't here to kill anyone.
At this time, Ye Ling and Ning Changge became worried. Ye Ling entrusted Wei Ran to Ning Changge, took a step forward, and faced Bu Hongchen: "You are not here to kill us, otherwise why would you save me?"
Bu Hongchen didn't answer, but took one step forward. His figure didn't seem to be very fast, but Ye Ling couldn't react at all, so he passed him by and came to Ning Changge.
Ning Changge's face turned pale. He had been frightened too much today, and every time he was in danger, he wanted to dig out his heart and let it jump freely. It was too uncomfortable to hold it in his chest.
Bu Hongchen didn't say anything. He waved his hand and a strong wind roared out, blowing Ning Changge to the side. Then he stretched out his hand to lift Wei Ran and hang it in front of him.
"Let him go!"
Ye Ling turned around and struck out with his sword, and the sword energy flashed like a bolt of lightning, followed by the sky full of sharp edges surrounding Bu Hongchen, turning into countless sword energy and slashing down.
Bu Hongchen's body shook slightly, and a wave of Tao force easily broke through the edge of the sword, and Ye Ling was also thrown away. His body and mind were shaken, and he almost wanted to vomit blood.
At this time, Bu Hongchen turned back to look at Ye Ling and Ning Changge, opened his mouth slightly, but cherished the words like gold: "Don't worry if you don't kill him!"
After saying this, Bu Hongchen wrapped up Wei Ran with a burst of power in his palm, turning it into a barrier like a cocoon shell.
Immediately afterwards, Bu Hongchen swung the long knife in his hand, and a crack in the space was opened, and Wei Ran was pushed in by Bu Hongchen.
The cracks closed and disappeared, unknown to where they were sent.
After doing this, Bu Hongchen looked at Ye Ling: "It's very sharp, you must persist."
After saying that, he took a few steps out of the world of mortals and disappeared. The Bu family's physical skills are unparalleled in the world and difficult to track.
Ning Changge and Ye Ling were the only ones left on the spot, and they looked at each other without knowing why. However, Ning Changge immediately pulled Ye Ling and ran in another direction: "Hurry up, otherwise Yang Ming will come back again, and we will really be doomed!"
In a cloud sky, Bu Fengchen stood with his hands behind his back, as if waiting.
Not long after, Bu Hongchen came to his side, put away the long knife in his hand, and stood quietly.
Bu Fengchen smiled helplessly: "I really hope you can ask me why."
Bu Hongchen said: "What you did is justified."
So, the two brothers walked through the air, and Bu Fengchen asked, "What do you think of that kid?"
"He's a good person."
"I haven't heard you praise someone so much in how many years," Bu Fengchen sighed and said helplessly, "It's a pity that what the world lacks the most is good people. It's not that you don't want to do it, it's that you can't do it."
"So cherish it."
"Maybe, but what our Bu family needs now is not good people, but capable people. If he can't be a capable person, he certainly can't be a good person."
"He will."
"Oh? It's rare for you to be so sure." Bu Fengchen smiled slightly and said, "I hope you are right. After all, this is Yan'er's choice. I can't make the decision for her. I can only make this choice the best I can. Complete."
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"No one should be chasing you this time!"
On a hill, Ning Changge landed on a rock and gasped for air. He had been frightened all the time and really needed to calm down and find a safe place to rest.
However, Ye Ling kept a sullen expression as he involuntarily clenched the wooden sword and chopped down the ancient trees and rocks around him.
Grief is different, but fundamentally similar. He once helplessly watched tragedy befall him. Last time it was Lu Li, this time it was Wei Ran and Bu Feiyan.
When he expelled himself from the sect and went down the mountain with Wu Qing and Bai Wuyu, he was so high-spirited and thought that the sky was high and the sea was vast, and he was free and easy.
Who knew how difficult the world was, even worse than the grievances between his clan, and his constant powerlessness made him resentful, lost, and physically and mentally exhausted.
Ye Ling looked at the sharp wooden sword in his hand. At this moment, the sharp aura seemed very soft in his eyes. He believes that with the sword in his hand, he can protect himself and the people he cares about. Reality reminds him of his weakness all the time.
"Is it possible that only by constantly improving your cultivation can you do what you want to do?"
Ye Ling thought this way, and this belief also took root in his heart, lingering in his heart all the time.
Ning Changge saw that Ye Ling was extremely disappointed, so he comforted him: "Ye... Zi, I will call you Ye Zi. We have been through life and death several times, and it can be considered a life-long friendship. Listen to me, we can't be discouraged when things happen. Think about the worst, and think about the good after things have passed. Although we didn’t help Wei Ran and Bu Feiyan, at least we are all alive. This is our capital, and nothing is as important as this life. Even if someone dies, we You have to find a way to survive, and someone has to take revenge! So, now is the best ending, don’t be sad."
Hearing this, Ye Ling's brows gradually relaxed, sheathed her wooden sword, turned around and said, "You said you have always been lucky, but when you met me, you almost died several times and was expelled from the sect."
"So what," Ning Changge waved his hand and said, "The world is so big, how can there be no place for me? Even though I have lost a lot, it's worth it to have a friend like you!"
The two looked at each other and laughed, and the haze above their heads gradually dissipated, revealing a clear daytime sky.
The two continued walking east, and Ye Ling asked, "Where is this place?"
Ning Changge said: "Lvzhou, but I heard that Luzhou suffered a great disaster, many mortals died, and it is extremely desolate."
Ye Ling nodded secretly, but laughed at himself. At first, he was worried that Luzhou was the territory of the Liang family and did not dare to come. Now that I have gone round and round, I still set foot here. Sometimes fate is unpredictable, so people will believe in fate!
While they were talking, the two came to a town. At the moment, the streets were devastated and there were no people around. The fields outside the town were deserted, except for some wild birds and cunning rabbits, walking around at will.
"It seems that everyone is gone," Ning Changge looked around and said, "Compared with these common people, we monks have been blessed for a long time. At least we are not afraid of the cold and heat, and we are not worried about the grain. We can travel around the world and view famous mountains. Dachuan. It is better than these short hundred years for the toiling masses."
Ye Ling nodded in approval, but when he opened the door, he saw a mess inside, with various utensils falling to the ground. It looked like a fight, but it didn't look like he had gone out to escape.
"You have everything at home, why should you leave empty-handed?"
Ye Ling thought for a moment, and Ning Changge suddenly jumped into the house, closed the door and said, "Someone is coming."
The two of them looked out through the gap in the window and saw a group of people coming from outside the town. The leader pulled the reins, stopped his horse, and said loudly: "Check carefully, don't let any fish slip through the net!"
"Boss, this town has been searched a long time ago. Even the old and young were arrested. There shouldn't be anyone alive."
"This is an order from above. Don't miss anyone. Now that you're here, you have to go around. You guys go to the left, you guys go to the right. You two follow me and continue forward. Let's go to the other end of the town. Meet up!”
"yes!"
According to the leader's instructions, these people divided into three groups, rode on horseback, and shuttled through the streets of the town.
Ning Changge turned his head and couldn't help but ask: "Who are these people? Why do they come here to arrest people, and why do they want to leave no one alive? Could it be that the people here didn't flee, but were captured instead?"
Ye Ling looked at the clothes of these people outside. They were worn by the servants of the Daqian Dynasty. They were obviously members of the imperial court. But he didn't know why the people in the court were arresting people.
Ning Changge thought for a moment and felt that he couldn't understand, so he shook his head and said: "It is better to do less than to do more. We outsiders should meddle less in the affairs of the world."
However, Ye Ling waved his hand and said: "There is something fishy about this matter. They are all mortals. It is not difficult to capture one and question them. Just wait a moment and I will come as soon as I can."
After saying this, before Ning Changge had time to dissuade him, Ye Ling used Xuantian Afterimage and disappeared at the door.
Not long after, Ye Lingzhong came back and pushed a guard into the house. The wooden sword was already at his throat and said in a cold voice: "Answer whatever you ask. If you say more, your head will fall on the ground!"
The officer was horrified and begged for mercy, trembling all over: "Hero, spare your life, I say, I will say anything!"
