Otherwise, no matter how kind and well-intentioned others are, they may not be able to truly make people feel at ease.

Chen Ping'an helped her untie the rope, turned his back, squatted and turned his head and said: "Come, I will carry you to a safe place and let someone rescue you."

After putting his two cold little hands on his shoulders, Chen Ping'an smiled at the boy holding a hatchet and said, "Please tie us together with a rope. I'm afraid that if something happens along the way, I won't be able to take care of her. You have to move very carefully."

Quick, can you do it?"

"Okay!" The boy threw away the hatchet, wiped his tears randomly, ran to Chen Ping'an and the girl, and tied the two together neatly.

Chen Pingan stood up slowly and said to Liu Gaoxin and the swordsman surnamed Dou: "I will take the little girl to the prefect's mansion first. I can't delay it any longer. Let's see if there is an expert over there who can treat her. You take the boy with you. If

There are still problems in the Zhao Mansion, Liu Gaoxin, you can let him be placed outside the Zhao Mansion. Is that okay?"

The swordsman smiled and said: "For such a trivial matter, let Miss Liu take him out first, and I can search the Zhao Mansion alone."

Chen Pingan turned to the boy and said, "Be careful. No matter what the result is, I will tell you, okay?"

The boy raised his arms to wipe his tears and nodded vigorously.

Chen Pingan carried the cold girl out of the woodshed and jumped up the wall. He floated freely like a dragonfly on water a few times and soon landed on the high wall of the governor's mansion. This time he got to know Chen Pingan's face and the elite lurking inside.

The pro-army soldiers did not draw their bows and shoot vigorously, allowing Chen Ping'an to enter the official residence and quickly went to the main meeting hall.

Liu Gaoxin took the boy out of the gate of Zhao Mansion. The boy asked anxiously: "Sister Fairy, can your friend really save Luan Luan?"

This was the first time that Liu Gaoxin was called a fairy sister. She felt a little uncomfortable and forced a smile and said: "I am not a fairy sister. Don't worry, the fairy master is the real fairy on the mountain and will definitely save the little girl.

, but...but if he is not saved, you can't blame him, you know?"

The boy cried and nodded.

Liu Gaoxin rubbed the boy's head and sighed softly.

After Chen Ping'an entered the main hall, in addition to Liu Taishou, there were also two Qi practitioners in charge of the center of the formation, an old woman holding a long sword in her hand, and a cloth bag hanging on her waist. I don't know what it contained.

The old man with a silver writing brush hanging in his room is said to be a casual cultivator near Rouge County. He has cultivated in the Third Realm and has never entered the immortal family in his life. He only relied on chance and hard work to get to where he is today.

Qi practitioners who have achieved the level of cultivation in the third realm may not be able to breathe even when walking in Longquan County, but it is enough for them to dominate in Xiaoguozhou County.

Chen Pingan told the three prefects Liu about the general reason, untied the rope, carefully placed the girl in a chair, and asked: "Is there any way to save this child?"

The old woman's face was full of displeasure, but when she saw that Liu Taishou didn't say anything, she didn't want to dominate the scene. She just snorted coldly, stood still, simply closed her eyes, and chose to turn a blind eye.

However, the old man walked quickly to the chair, squatted down, stretched out his hand to open the eyelid of the girl's bleeding eye, and said in a serious tone: "The little girl has good qualifications. She was born with a pair of yin and yang eyes, and she can see the flow of spiritual energy in the world at a glance.

Being able to see ghosts and yin objects at night was originally expected to embark on the path of spiritual practice. However, it was just that the pearl was covered in dust and did not meet Bole, so it suffered this disaster. This yin eye became a habitat for strong demonic obstacles, like a small mass grave.

The miasma is so rampant that even a strong young man with strong yang energy will scream in pain. I feel sorry for this little kid."

While helping the girl feel her pulse, the old man raised his head and carefully stared at the blood in her eyes, "The little baby's desire to survive is very strong, and now he is in urgent need of a panacea with abundant yang energy... No, even if it is a high-grade elixir that is suitable for the disease, swallow it.

, it is impossible to get rid of the stagnant miasma in this vaginal eye, it is difficult to deal with. Currently, I only have a spring breeze pill that can strengthen her body and strengthen her vitality. It can only temporarily help her maintain her vitality. What she really needs is... a magic talisman, and it must be

A very high-grade spiritual talisman can attract the spiritual energy of the yang eye, cross into the yin eye, and the yin and yang complement each other. The little baby relies on his own perseverance and luck to survive. But where can he find such a talisman? Even if the little baby has

My elixir to extend my life has been delayed for a long time."

While the old man was talking, he took out a small red sandalwood box from his sleeve. After opening it, a fragrant blue pill was revealed. He fed it to the girl without hesitation.

Chen Pingan, who was squatting aside, asked softly: "Old senior, can you use the Yang Qi Lantern Talisman?"

The old man was surprised at first, then smiled bitterly and said: "Okay, why not! There are thousands of talismans in the world, and this yang qi burning lamp talisman is of extremely high quality. It is one of the most suitable talismans for the right medicine, and it has immediate effects, but do you really have it? Not

Fake goods? You must know that there are many qigong practitioners in the world who are fooled by lard. There are many imitations of this kind of talismans, and they pass them off as good ones. Most of them use the 'Borrowing Yang Talisman' to sell them for a hundred times the price..."

Chen Pingan said in a deep voice: "I have one on hand!"

Chen Pingan stood up and said, "I'll be back soon."

The old man was not surprised and just reminded: "Hurry up."

How could a Qi practitioner reveal his family background in front of outsiders?

Liu Taishou lowered his head and bent over, taking a look at the girl's miserable condition. He quickly looked away and went to the table to look at the situation map.

The old woman holding the sword opened her eyes, glanced at the young man's back, and sneered.

Chen Ping'an quickly found a secluded corridor, leaned against the pillars, and sat cross-legged. From the square object of Feijian Fifteen, the "Snowstorm Cone" and a piece of golden material presented by Li Xisheng floated out.

of talismans.

From the battle with Ma Kuxuan on the small street, to the battle with the Dry Skeleton Ghost in the City God's Hall, and then the demonized Jin Chenghuang, Chen Ping'an's body and soul are actually at the end of their strength for the time being. Just as Liu Gaoxin thought, most of all

You need to rest and recuperate. For example, in the first half of walking on a mountain road, your steps are easy, but the further you go, the more difficult and heavy it will be. By the end of the journey, even if you just take one more step, you may be struggling against the mountain.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, bent down, and held the small snow cone with the seal engraved with "The writing is full of spirit". His vision was a little blurry. Chen Pingan shook his head slightly, thinking that he was an apprentice in the dragon kiln in his hometown and fired porcelain.

When it comes to making blanks, the most fearful thing is that there will be a slight error. A slight error may mean that the piece of porcelain in your hand will become a furnishing for the emperor's family, or a pile of broken porcelain pieces from the old porcelain mountain that is worse than mud.

Chen Ping'an tried his best to breathe calmly and began to draw the talisman with a breath of warrior's true energy. The qi of a qi practitioner can be endless and circulate continuously. Although drawing the talisman is also about one go, it is still simpler than the pure martial artist's drawing of the talisman.

Many. And Chen Ping'an, whose Changsheng Bridge has long been broken and shattered, needs to expend a lot of energy to draw a spiritual talisman, which is no easier than the continuous twenty-one punches of the god and drum.

Put down the pen and draw the characters, no matter how fast or slow.

In a secluded corridor where no one knows.

The young man held a small snow cone in his hand, bent down to draw the talisman, and wrote steadily, but the seven orifices were bleeding slowly.

As for whether it was worth spending a golden talisman whose value he roughly knew for a girl who had never masked her face, Chen Pingan had not thought about it.

Whether Chen Ping'an, a miser, will feel distressed afterwards, I'm sure he will, but that's also an afterthought, and we'll talk about it later. At most, he can just drink to relieve his boredom.

A Yang Qi lighting talisman drawn on golden talisman paper is done!

Chen Pingan wiped away the blood and ran towards the main hall of the official residence with floating steps. When he handed the talisman in his hand to the old man, the old man was stunned for a moment. He took the talisman with both hands with a look of bewilderment. The heavy spiritual energy almost rushed out.

When the golden talisman came out, the old man asked in an uncertain tone: "Then I will use it?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "Yes!"

The old man squatted down, held the Yang Qi Lantern Talisman between his fingers, and shouted softly: "Get up the Talisman!"

The golden talisman remained motionless, without any movement.

The old man was ashamed, his face flushed, he mobilized all the energy in his body, and shouted again: "Get up!"

The golden talisman then burst into flames, but instead of burning into ashes, a large ball of golden aura emerged.

Liu Taishou, who had no idea of ​​the real mystery, was so surprised that the old woman holding the sword almost made her eyes pop out.

The old man did not dare to relax at all. He once again forced his breath to circulate, raised his other hand, put his fingers together, pointed at the rich golden light flowing like water, moved his lips slightly, "Divide Yin and Yang, melt water and fire, go!"

A little bit of the golden light went to the girl's vaginal eye, which was constantly bleeding, and most of the golden light merged into the girl's male eye.

Then soon you can clearly see that between the eyes, there is a golden thread building a small bridge, and the golden light slowly flows from the left eye to the right eye.

The girl's teeth were so painful that she bit her lip, and she pressed the handle of the chair with both hands. Her whole thin body shook violently, and her face was extremely distorted. Chen Pingan gently grabbed one of the girl's hands. Regardless of whether she could hear his words or not, he always comforted her softly.

He said: "Persistence, you will definitely survive. Survival is more important than anything else. I believe that as long as you survive, you will have everything..."

The old woman couldn't hold back her curiosity and walked behind the old man and Chen Ping'an. She lowered her head and stared carefully at the flow of the golden silk thread on the bridge of the girl's nose.

The old woman smiled and said: "He is indeed a swordsman who has achieved great success in cultivating Taoism."

The old woman's face was as wrinkled as chicken skin, and she was extremely old, but her eyes at this moment were as charming as that of a enchanting woman, full of charm.

She had already noticed the instant change in the boy holding the box.

But she laughed and walked out, throwing away the long sword in her arms. She stopped at the door, took off the bag from her waist, raised her hand and said sweetly: "Is this sword fairy?

Do you feel that the energy in your body is stagnant? Hee hee, don't be nervous, it's just the 'Snowy Pass' carefully prepared by the slave family specially for you. It is odorless and tasteless. It is easy to fall into the trap under the Dragon Gate realm. It is not shameful! What's more, it is just a

In half a stick of incense, the sea of ​​​​qi solidifies, and the air movement cannot be controlled. Well, it also needs to be added that the soul is like ice, and it is no longer possible to control the flying sword with the mind. Of course, you only need to wait for half a stick of incense.

Continue to be your sword fairy."

As a Qi Practitioner of the Third Realm, the old man was far away from the Dragon Gate Realm of the Middle Fifth Realm. He had already been hit by the attack, and his face was as pale as gold paper. The moment the "old woman" swept away, her head tilted.

, fell to the ground and fainted.

Fortunately, the girl's matter is over, otherwise both of them would have died. Of course, this was the result of the "old woman" being extremely cautious. Her real target was the young man in the box.

The head of a sword fairy boy is exchanged for a Xuanzi magic weapon from the royal treasury of the ancient Yu Kingdom!

Got it safely.

The old woman tore off the dough covering her face, leaving a sticky piece. She threw it away, revealing the face of a mature and beautiful woman. Not only that, after twisting her body, she returned to her normal posture, graceful and graceful. She was the face of the ancient Yu Kingdom.

Qi practitioner, Lady Snake and Scorpion, is best at using poison.

She turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Dou, it's your turn to take action. The Nu family is weak and not as strong as you, the owner of the shopping mall. Even if he was stabbed twice by the flying sword of the Sword Immortal, he could withstand it. Even that sword

The immortal is now an ordinary person, but if he still hides some trump card, the slave family cannot afford it."

The master of martial arts named Dou slowly walked to the threshold.

The swordsman looked at the young man holding the box who stood up over there, and said expressionlessly: "Chen Ping'an, I'm sorry, our Imperial Master wants your head to be used. If we just met in the world, you and I might still be able to drink it."

We had a drink last time. Now it’s no longer possible. Even you and the three people in the house will die."

Chen Pingan looked at the man and woman at the door, twitched his lips, and said nothing.

It seems to be saying that you personally told me before that the mountain is unethical and is used to taking human life lightly. But how are you down there?
To be continued...