Ling Yun went to Tianlao to rob the prison that night, intending to rescue Du Zhenghai. Unexpectedly, he failed, but was ambushed by Ying Chuanlin.
Ying Chuanlin looked Ling Yun up and down, his half-smiling eyes full of mockery: "Junior brother, I didn't expect that you would fall into the trap I designed today!"
As soon as the whistle was blown, an ambush suddenly appeared all around, and the lanterns and torches of the guards illuminated the entire prison.
Under the radiance of the sword, Ying Chuanlin was elated and said, "Junior brother, you have been surrounded. If you are wise, just be obedient and capture us!"
Ling Yun turned his sharp eyes and sneered: "Did you admit the wrong person?"
Ying Chuanlin's deep eyes flashed, and he said as coldly as Cui Bing: "Junior brother, stop pretending, I will recognize your bones even if you turn into ashes. We don't know who is the other! If you still have some self-awareness , immediately abandon your sword, clothes, and ties, and then follow me to see the Marquis. Don’t worry, after all, you are also a lord of the dynasty, and the Marquis will not embarrass you too much!"
Ling Yun laughed angrily, "Ying Chuanlin, don't be too proud, I'm afraid this tiny place alone may not be able to trap me!"
Ying Chuanlin said angrily: "Really! But junior brother, to be honest, I really admire your adaptability - you said that the sword just failed to hit you, what a pity!
"However, don't be too happy too soon. The so-called "hundreds of secrets and one sparseness", now you have been poisoned by a kind of poison called 'Ten steps to face the wind and fall'. I can guarantee that you will fall first before you can get out of this prison door. It’s here.”
Ling Yun was startled, "What?"
Ying Chuanlin glanced over with disdain with his narrow eyes, "Do you know how you got this kind of poison? Let me tell you, this kind of poison is composed of two and a half poisons - only one of them is half poison. It'll be fine; if two and a half poisons merge into one, it becomes a poison!"
At this point, he slowed down and continued: "The half-poison in front is on the key of cell No. 5. When you take the key from the cell head, you have already been poisoned."
Ling Yun raised his sword eyebrows and said, "Where's the half-poison one at the back?"
Ying Chuanlin said calmly: "The half-poison at the back is in the corridor of Tianlao. Do you remember that as soon as you entered the door of Tianlao, you smelled a cold and strange smell?"
After being reminded by Ying Chuanlin, Ling Yun remembered it. As soon as he entered the door of the prison, he did smell a musty and cold smell. At that time, he felt very unhappy. Now he finally understood.
Ying Chuanlin saw that Ling Yun's face was ashen, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise a proud smile, and said leisurely: "Junior brother, do you still have any doubts now? If you still don't believe it, you can take a deep breath and try."
Ling Yun's heart trembled. Yes, he did feel uncomfortable now, and he was even more dizzy when he was angry. His eyes were scarlet, and he said almost word by word through his teeth: "Ying Chuanlin, you are really mean……"
Ying Chuanlin smiled and said: "It's useless for you to scold me. The matter has come to an end. I advise you not to resist stubbornly anymore. Just surrender and be captured!"
What else could Ling Yun say at this time? He raised his hand and drew out his sword, flying flowers and jade, and a cold light, directly attacked Ying Chuanlin.
Ying Chuanlin hurriedly took action to resist and fight back. All the guards swarmed forward and trapped Ling Yun in the center.
Ling Yun thought to himself: Now that Du Zhenghai can't be saved and he has fallen into the enemy's trick, he has no choice but to fight to the death.
If you can escape from here, you are lucky; if you can't escape, the man will be killed without being humiliated, and he will die.
With this thought in his mind, Ling Yun no longer had any worries, and all he used were clever and dangerous killer moves. The sword light was everywhere, the thunder was thundering, and there was more attack than defense. Ying Chuanlin was forced to be busy parrying and had no chance to fight back.
Ling Yun took advantage of the situation and made a feint and flew out. Several guards guarding the door stepped forward to stop him. Ling Yun waved his hand and everyone retreated.
Ling Yun cut a bloody path and rushed out.
Ying Chuanlin chased him out with his guards. The guards who were ambushing outside the prison also rushed forward, raising their swords and surrounding Ling Yun.
Ying Chuanlin's eyes were full of venom, and he chuckled: "Junior brother, don't be brave. You are now poisoned by a strange poison. The more you use your power, the faster the poison will take effect. You are at the end of your strength now, and you won't be able to hold on for much longer. Hahaha……"
Kuang Lang's laughter echoed in Ling Yun's ears. He felt his energy and blood surge, his vision went black, and he was about to fall down. He barely supported his shaky body with his long sword.
Ying Chuanlin waved his hand, "Come here, take him down!" All the guards swarmed forward.
At that moment, Ling Yun's thoughts were like a ball of burning coals, crackling and exploding; the world seemed to be spinning in front of his eyes.
He vaguely felt his teeth chattering, and unknowingly he tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand. The sharp and sharp edges of the sword hilt struck hard at the palm of his hand, but he could not feel the slightest pain. .
It’s a desperate wait on the verge of death. He was waiting for the urging guards to rush forward, and then he waved his sword decisively and died with them.
At this time, he suddenly heard a scream.
It was a female voice that he was very familiar with. It was like the sound of nature, sweet and melodious, gentle and melodious, like the most lingering wind in the south of the Yangtze River, curling into his ears.
At that moment, he breathed a long sigh of relief, a thin layer of mist rose up in his eyes, and his throat seemed to be choked by something.
Because he knew he didn't have to die.
The woman who appeared from the sky, masked in black clothes and holding a long sword, looked like an otherworldly fairy, breaking into the enemy group as gracefully as a startled dragon.
She waved the long sword in her hand, which was unpredictable and thunderous; the surging sword energy was like a tidal wave, layer after layer, and the surrounding wind instantly became biting.
How had the guards ever seen such a powerful and fierce sword force? They were running like thousands of troops, with such supreme momentum and domineering power that no one could resist!
They could only dodge in panic and retreat one after another.
When the masked woman in black saw her, she raised the corner of her mouth slightly and let out a chuckle; then she performed a "Colorful Phoenix Swirling Nest" style, her body rotated gracefully, and the corners of her skirt were flying, like layers of ripples on the water. That posture is so beautiful and light.
The woman in black arrived in front of Ling Yun in a blink of an eye, gently supported him with her jade hand and said, "Quickly go!"
Ling Yun took advantage of the situation and performed a "spring thunder move", and his agile and agile body suddenly rose up. The two of them were as light as swallows, passing over the crowd like fleeting shadows, and disappeared into the vast night in a blink of an eye.
Ying Chuanlin was so anxious that he turned around to chase after him; the masked woman in black raised her hand, and the cold light hit several vital parts of Ying Chuanlin's body like "a goddess scattering flowers"!
Ying Chuanlin hurriedly struck with his sword, narrowly avoiding the attacks of several deadly hidden weapons. Looking down, I saw some rouge buttons that landed on the ground.
When he came back to his senses and chased Ling Yun and the woman, they had already disappeared...
Ying Chuanlin had no choice but to come back to He Yuting dejectedly.
He Yuting's face darkened, "That's unreasonable! Why did the cooked duck fly away again? Who is that Cheng Yaojin who came out halfway?"
Ying Chuanlin shook his head in frustration, "The identity of this subordinate cannot be determined yet."
A coldness flashed in He Yuting's eyes, "So where is the person who robbed the prison tonight? Can you confirm his identity?"
Ying Chuanlin said: "Yes, even though his face is covered, my subordinates cannot see his true face."
He Yuting's half-narrowed eyes flashed with a hint of ridicule, "So, you are just relying on your intuition about him, and you don't have any strong evidence?"
Ying Chuanlin said: "But Mr. Hou, this subordinate and Ling Yun are brothers in the same sect. I know his every move very well. I am confident that I will not make a mistake."
He Yuting's eyes were full of disdain, "So what? 'Catch thieves and stolen goods, and catch traitors and couples'. You didn't catch him at that time. Now what evidence do you have that the person who robbed the prison tonight is Ling Yun?"
Ying Chuanlin lowered his head and thought for a moment, then slowly raised his head, a touch of anger flashed in his eyes, "But Lord Marquis, tonight the person who robbed the prison was poisoned by my 'Ten Steps to Fall Against the Wind', even if He was lucky enough to escape the disaster, and he only had a few days to live.
"I will definitely pay a visit someday to see if my junior brother is still safe and sound. If something is really wrong with him, it means that he is undoubtedly the one who robbed the prison tonight, and he deserves to die even if he dies!"
He Yuting's eyes suddenly froze, and a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.
Ying Chuanlin saw He Yuting's complex expression and said cautiously: "Master Hou, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with my subordinates?"
He Yuting looked at him silently, and then sighed for a long time and said: "Martial Master Ying, you and Ling Yun are brothers from the same sect, but why do you have such deep hatred that you must put it to death and then die?"
Ying Chuanlin's heart suddenly twitched violently and was speechless.
He Yuting's face was gloomy, he shook his head gently, and walked away...
When Ling Yun woke up from his trance, he found himself lying on the couch in a farmhouse. The surrounding environment is quiet and relaxing, with a guqin standing quietly by the wall and a bronze mirror placed safely on the wooden dressing table.
Looking at everything in front of me, a familiar and warm feeling welled up in my heart.
He unconsciously lowered his head to look, and saw that the brocade quilt on his body was comfortable and soft; beside the bed, a woman with black hair spread like clouds lay quietly on him and fell asleep.
This woman is Lian Nanchun.
His eyes slowly passed over her long eyelashes like butterflies, her red lips as red as begonias, and her skin as white as milk - even the brightest pearls in the world could not match the brilliance of her complexion.
Looking at the beautiful lady in front of him in ecstasy, Ling Yun felt his mind wandering for a while. His eyes were blurry, and he just looked at her lovingly, but he couldn't bear to wake her up.
Looking outside, the cockcrow is already coming.
He couldn't help but think of last night.
He was helped here by her when he was half-conscious. She comforted him softly and unbuttoned his clothes again and again to drive away the poison and heal his wounds.
He vaguely remembered that she seemed to have talked a lot with him last night. In her whispers, he and she seemed to be in a place far, far away, where the sun was shining brightly, the willows were dimly lit, the flowers were bright, and it was open and green...
Ling Yun struggled to sit up, but felt dizzy.
At this time Lian Nanchun also woke up, sat up, glanced at him with blurred eyes, and said with a hint of anger: "I don't care about my life, lie down quickly!"
Ling Yun whispered: "Chun'er."
Lian Nanchun said: "How do you feel now? Are you feeling better?"
