This sound was like the sound of nature, but when it fell in Yang Ling's ears, it made him shiver.
Yang Ling turned around subconsciously and saw a woman with peerless appearance approaching not far away.
Dressed in green clothes, she is as beautiful as a fairy from the Nine Heavens, and every move of her hands and feet exudes a charm that captivates all sentient beings.
This is a woman who is both sacred and charming, as if she should not exist in this world.
Looking at this woman who suddenly appeared, Yang Ling's pupils shrank, and he felt a creepy feeling.
Being able to sneak up to them silently, this woman is obviously incredibly powerful, and she is definitely one of the top evil geniuses among the land gods.
"Lan Ruoyi?" Ye Chen was surprised, why did this woman appear? Could it be that she has been following him?
Thinking of this, Ye Chen looked a little weird, because he thought there was something about him that could attract Lan Ruoyi.
Lan Ruoyi smiled slightly and saluted Ye Chen: "Senior Brother Ye."
Touching his nose, Ye Chen said with a bit of grit, "I don't dare to take it seriously. I'm only twenty years old, so I shouldn't be older than you."
"Then, shall I call you Junior Brother Ye?" Lan Ruoyi blinked, looking a little playful.
Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Forget it, you should call me Senior Brother."
The two of them chatted, completely ignoring Yang Ling, the Soul-Severing Sword beside him, but Yang Ling didn't dare to have an attack at all.
He was already doubting Ye Chen's identity, but now a mysterious woman with terrifying strength suddenly appeared and called him brother-in-law.
No matter how courageous he was, he would not dare to go against Ye Chen.
Moreover, the name Lan Ruoyi made Yang Ling feel familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
Soon, Yang Ling froze, and he finally remembered, Lan Ruoyi, wasn't that the name of the contemporary saint of Miaoyuan?
Looking at China today, there are only a dozen or so people who can truly be called evil geniuses.
Lan Ruoyi, the saint of Miaoyu Temple, is definitely the best among them.
Not to mention an ordinary King Realm master like him, even the peak King Realm master cannot be her opponent.
"I've seen the saint." Yang Ling saluted respectfully, not daring to make excuses at all.
At the same time, he also understood Ye Chen's identity. Although his origin was not yet certain, being able to call each other brother and sister Lan Ruoyi was obviously not someone he could afford to offend.
"You must be Yang Ling, the soul-breaking sword. I've heard of you."
Lan Ruoyi chuckled, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.
However, Yang Ling did not dare to be careless at all. He quickly said: "Well, Yang Ling is lucky to be remembered by Saint Ruoyi."
"Being remembered by me is nothing, but you have the courage to challenge him. This makes me admire you very much."
Lan Ruoyi smiled coquettishly, with a charm that confounded all sentient beings.
Yang Ling trembled all over and broke into cold sweat. He turned to look at Ye Chen. The indifference he had before was no longer in his eyes. Instead, his face was full of awe.
"Who exactly is this little brother, please let Saint Ruoyi clarify." Yang Ling's voice trembled slightly.
Even if he died, he would still be a wise man.
After taking a look at Ye Chen and seeing that he had no objection, Lan Ruoyi said with a smile: "His name is Ye Chen, and he is the direct disciple of the Heavenly Sword Doctor, the first of the Four Heavenly Kings. In addition, he also has a codename, the Heavenly Sword Doctor." .”
As soon as these words came out, Yang Ling suddenly became furious and almost fell down. His whole body trembled uncontrollably. The true identity of this humble-looking young man in front of him was terrifying to death.
The most important thing is that the other party does not rely on his identity and background when he walks in the world, but relies entirely on his own strength.
In the battle of Jueshenling, the terrifying record of the Heavenly Sword Doctor had already been spread among the martial arts circles.
Anyone with a little status can easily know this news, and Yang Ling, the soul-breaking sword, is no exception.
"Are you really the descendant of the evil doctor?" Yang Ling looked at Ye Chen with fear in his eyes.
He finally understood why the head of the family didn't take any action when Ye Chen broke the leg of their eldest master Qin Hao. It turned out that the other party's background was so terrifying.
In comparison, although the Qin family in the imperial capital was powerful, it seemed insignificant compared to Ye Chen.
Regardless of his identity as the evil doctor of Heavenly Sword, or as a direct disciple of the evil doctor, he is a person that the Qin family cannot afford to offend.
"If it's fake, do you want to give it a try?" Ye Chen showed an evil smile.
Yang Ling hurriedly shook his head and said with a panicked expression: "No...I dare not..."
"Why don't you dare? Didn't you want to lend me my head just now?" Ye Chen said with a smile.
Yang Ling smiled bitterly. He slapped himself with a clear voice. After the slap, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Stop joking. I was talking nonsense before, but now I know my fault. I sincerely want to repent. I also ask you, doctor, to forgive me for this offense."
Yang Ling looked humble. After knowing Ye Chen's identity, he didn't even dare to look directly at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen smiled coldly, shook his head and said, "No, you don't really repent, you are just afraid of death and afraid that I will do something to you."
"However, I'm too lazy to argue with a little person like you. Go away! Tell the people behind you a message for me. If you don't want to die, don't mess with me."
Before Yang Ling showed a frightened look, Ye Chen continued, which made Yang Ling let out a sigh of relief.
As long as Ye Chen no longer thinks about killing him, as for other things, they are all trivial.
After bowing to Ye Chen and Lan Ruoyi, Yang Ling turned around and left without any hesitation.
That speed can't be described as as fast as the wind.
"Senior sister Ruoyi, do you have anything to do with me? Don't tell me. As soon as we meet at Jueshenling, you will never forget me, senior brother." Ye Chen said with a faint smile.
He looked so narcissistic that Lan Ruoyi immediately gave him two big eye rolls.
"Senior Brother Ye was joking. Ruoyi is devoted to the Tao and has no interest in men and women." Lan Ruoyi said solemnly.
Touching his nose, Ye Chen felt a little depressed. Was he being rejected?
However, he also knew that the Saint of Miao Yuan only looked more enchanting, but was actually pure in heart, surpassing ninety-nine percent of the women in the world.
Thinking of this, Ye Chen quickly calmed down and asked with a serious face: "Okay, then tell me, what exactly do you want to see me for?"
When it came to business, Lan Ruoyi's expression became serious.
She looked at Ye Chen, with a hint of request in her eyes, and said, "I would also like Senior Brother Ye to recommend me. I want to meet the reincarnated Maitreya Fakong."
"Fakong? That little bald donkey?" Ye Chen was stunned, then waved his hand and said, "If you want to see him, why don't you just go by yourself? Why should I introduce him? I'm not his boy."
"If Ruoyi could see the reincarnated Maitreya, she wouldn't bother Senior Brother Ye." Lan Ruoyi gave a bitter smile.
"Then how can you be sure that you will be able to see that little monk if you look for me?" Ye Chen was a little confused.
Wouldn't it be more reliable to ask Huineng for this matter? The two are both bald donkeys, so their connection must be closer.
"Intuition." Lan Ruoyi chuckled and spit out two words.
With such intuition, Ye Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and directly waved his hand to reject Lan Ruoyi's request.
Fakong's hiding place must not be exposed, otherwise, another bloody storm will occur in Jinling City.
