Just when the evil cultivator was feeling triumphant, the sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh was heard.
"Puff——"
Song Yizhi's spear penetrated Xie Xiu's Dantian from behind, and then the spear penetrated his Dantian.
The moment the spear penetrated his dantian, the Nascent Soul in his dantian was shattered by the shot.
Song Yizhi's speed was so fast that the evil cultivator didn't even react.
Her figure flashed, she held the gun barrel with one hand and stabbed the carbine into the evil cultivator's Dantian again.
Raising his hand, the sharp spearhead picked out the spiritual roots in the evil cultivator's dantian.
The spiritual root mixed with blood fell to the ground.
"Clang!"
The magic weapon in Xie Xiu's hand fell to the ground. He stared at Song Yizhi with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
How can it be? !
How could he lose? !
This is impossible!
Shen Zheng got up and turned her head to spit out a mouthful of blood. Then she rushed forward with her long sword and chopped off the evil cultivator's head with one strike.
Shen Zheng let out a breath, then picked up Xie Xiu's head and looked at Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi looked around and finally decided to use the simplest and crudest way to leave here.
"Back off." Song Yizhi said.
Shen Zheng stepped aside obediently.
Song Yizhi put away his spear, took out a thunderbolt with his backhand, and threw it away.
"Bang! Boom——"
Even Lan Ruoming, who was unconscious, was trembling with fright.
The moment the stone fell from his head, Song Yizhi grabbed the Shen Zheng, deployed a defensive barrier, and jumped upwards.
The falling stone was blocked by the barrier. Song Yizhi jumped up while holding Shen Zheng in one hand and Lan Ruoming in the other.
Every time she jumped, she grabbed the gap and stepped on the fallen stones with her toes to jump up.
In just a few breaths, Song Yizhi and the others came up.
The warm sunshine fell on her body, and Shen Zheng realized that they had come out of the secret room.
Song Yizhi looked at the sunken ground that he had blown up, jumped up to the roof, and then ran towards the side where the fighting was happening.
Shen Zheng quickly caught up with her sword.
The huge roar scared Lan Minjun and Yan Lingyu to look, and then they felt the ground shake.
In this situation, why does it feel like Song Yizhi used a thunderbolt?
Where did she blow up again?
Immediately afterwards, Lan Minjun saw Song Yizhi carrying his sister on the roof and climbing over the walls.
What happened to A Ming?
The worry in Lan Minjun's eyes overflowed.
Song Yizhi fell from the sky in front of Lan Minjun. She couldn't describe Lan Ruoming's current situation, so she could only reach out and hand Lan Ruoming to Lan Minjun.
However, Lan Ruoming, who was unconscious, hugged Song Yizhi's neck tightly without letting go, and rubbed her whole body into her arms.
Song Yizhi's head moved to the side.
However, Lan Ruoming pulled her back the next second.
Seeing his sister's abnormal state, the distress and anger in Lan Minjun's eyes flashed away.
Uncle Qu, who was behind Lan Minjun, wisely stepped away.
Yan Lingyu and Song Yizhi said, "You go back first and leave this place to me."
Song Yizhi nodded.
Lan Minjun took out the flying magic weapon, and after Song Yizhi came up with his sister in his arms, he drove the flying magic weapon away through the air.
Lan Minjun did not take Song Yizhi and Lan Ruoming back to the inn, he took them to a private house.
After walking around the corridor, Lan Minjun stood in front of a room, then raised his hand and waved.
After a while, Uncle Qu came over with a stunning young man.
The young man saw Lan Ruoming in the arms of a strange girl. After a pause, he walked up and raised his hand to salute.
"Miss Song, give A Ming to him." Lan Minjun's gentle voice sounded.
Song Yizhi didn't ask any more questions. She held Lan Ruoming's butt with one hand and used the other hand to pull Lan Ruoming's hand around her neck.
"Miss Lan, we are safe now, please let go first." Song Yizhi said in a slower voice.
Lan Ruoming's consciousness was blurred, but she could vaguely hear Song Yizhi's words. After a while, she relaxed a little.
Song Yizhi gently pulled Lan Ruoming's hand down, and then handed it to the young man.
The young man took Lan Ruoming and carried her into the room in front.
The door closed and the barrier rose.
As for what will happen next, you don’t have to think about it.
It's just that Song Yizhi never expected that the detoxification mentioned by Lan Ruoming would be like this, but it seemed to be no problem.
After all, it is... charming/poisonous.
Then, Song Yizhi turned around and saw the undisguised murderous intent in Lan Minjun's eyes.
Lan Minjun wants to kill people and silence them? !
Lan Minjun saw that Song Yizhi's eyes were full of vigilance, and his strong murderous intention retreated a little. He raised his hand and bowed deeply to Song Yizhi and said, "Thank you, Miss Song, for saving my sister-in-law."
Song Yizhi silently took two steps back and scratched his head in embarrassment, "Uh... Master Lan, you are serious. I can't be considered saving her. I can only say that I brought her out smoothly."
Uncle Qu on the side raised his hand and bowed deeply to Song Yizhi. The taciturn old man rarely spoke, "Thank you, Miss Song, for saving the eldest lady."
Song Yizhi waved his hands repeatedly, "It takes a show of hands, it takes a show of hands!"
Lan Minjun took back his hand and looked at Song Yizhi who looked a little overwhelmed, and said warmly, "Miss Song, let's go and deal with the Jiang family first?"
After dealing with the Jiang family, they took a lot of time to discuss the thank you gift to Miss Song.
Song Yizhi nodded.
"Uncle Qu, I'll take care of you for the time being." Lan Minjun said.
Uncle Qu nodded and raised his hand in salute.
"You go your own way." Song Yizhi is not used to riding on other people's flying magic weapons. She prefers to run or fly by herself.
Lan Minjun nodded, then walked away with his sword.
Song Yizhi jumped onto the roof, running and flying all the way, as light as a bird.
Lan Minjun glanced at Song Yizhi distractedly, and then realized that Song Yizhi was indeed very fast.
Jiang family.
The long sword at Lan Minjun's feet appeared in his hand, and he rushed forward with the long sword in hand.
Song Yizhi jumped down from the roof and stood next to Yan Lingyu. Looking at Lan Minjun who was killing more ruthlessly, he secretly sighed that the Jiang family had really hit his mark.
"You don't know how to wield a sword?" Yan Lingyu asked.
Song Yizhi glanced at Yan Lingyu, raised his finger and pointed at himself and said, "I, a loser, know how to wield a sword?"
loser?
Yan Lingyu looked Song Yizhi up and down, and finally the corners of his mouth twitched and he was speechless.
"I'm a little loser, so it's only reasonable for me to roll around and crawl around!" Song Yi said confidently.
Yan Lingyu glanced at Song Yizhi speechlessly, "So this is the reason why you are lazy here and don't help?"
"Can't you?" Song Yizhi put his hands on his hips, looking very proud.
Yan Lingyu choked for a moment and then said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, very good."
Song Yizhi hummed twice.
"But the Jiang family's trump card hasn't been revealed so far." Yan Lingyu squinted his eyes, "If we have a way to deal with the fusion monk, we are afraid that they will bring out a tribulation-transcending monk, which would be bad. "
The Jiang family has practiced evil arts, and they are afraid that the Jiang family will use some shady means to enhance the strength of the ancestor of the Jiang family to the level of overcoming tribulation.
Song Yizhi thought for a while, took out the communication talisman and contacted his mother.
After a while, a teleportation array appeared over the Jiang family.
The steward of the Discipline Hall appeared with his disciples.
Yan Lingyu looked at the Discipline Hall of Changqiu Sect and then at Song Yizhi, then gave her a thumbs up.
strong.
Song Yizhi smiled slightly.
