at the same time--

Bang!

Wood chips splattered everywhere, and the door flew backwards. Two figures rushed into the room. They glanced at the corpse and blood on the ground, their eyes shrank. They ran to the window and looked down. They saw a bluestone brick road downstairs, lying down, without knowing life and death.

"Situ Yanran killed Yi Han, hurry up and chase him!"

Another person said: "You have to report to the sect. Yi Han, you are almost the same as me in cultivation, even her..."

"The Chunyang Sect here must not let the matter be exposed! She had just entered the school for a month, and I think she had killed Yi Han by sneak attack. Her cultivation level was only three levels of Qi Refining. Now she fell down so high, and her life and death are unknown. Are you afraid?" The man in black said anxiously, turning back and rushing down the stairs.

The two hurriedly ran downstairs. The girl was motionless in the puddle. Her eyes were low and her slight firmness suddenly shone.

The death aura in his eyes was dispelled. Situ Yanran bit her thin lips tightly, supported the cold blue brick floor, and struggled to get up.

"Li Xianyuan..."

...

Getting off the carriage, Li Xianyuan, who was under the steps, suddenly felt something and turned around and looked southwest.

He was wearing a blue shirt and a black and white paper umbrella, standing in front of the county yard steps, as if he was thinking under the misty rain.

"What's wrong with Brother Li?" Xiao Xinrong, who was rushing behind him, asked strangely.

"Nothing is wrong..." Li Xianyuan withdrew his gaze and looked at the three of them: "You go back to the mountain gate first, I have something to deal with."

The three of them looked at each other, and Yu Deshou asked, "Why don't we accompany you."

"No need." Li Xianyuan shook his head.

He was so determined that the three of them could not force him. He repeatedly told Li Xianyuan to be careful and leave the carriage for him, and the three of them found another horse.

Watching the three of them leave, Li Xianyuan turned around and stepped onto the steps.

The official in front of the door stopped him, and Li Xianyuan reached out and wanted to take out the jade token. Then he remembered that there were too many jade tokens and he threw them into the package and left them in Yangqing Peak.

"I'll give you a message, and the sixth-rank marquis Li Xianyuan asked for a visit."

The official was stunned and looked at Li Xianyuan, but he was not like an ordinary person, so he hurried into the county government office to report.

After a while, there were chaotic steps inside the door. He saw a magistrate of the government, a master and others walking out quickly. Seeing Li Xianyuan without saying anything, he stepped over the threshold, lifted his hem, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"The magistrate of Wensheng County, and the chief clerk of the master, have met Lord Li!"

The official behind saw that Master Qingtian had knelt down, and he was so nervous that he knelt down with both knees, not daring to look up.

Fortunately, it was deserted in front of the county government and the drizzle was hazy, and no one noticed it.

Li Xianyuan Wukong performed a vain gift and made a clear statement: "Let's go short. The magistrate, please send a letter from the post and the Marquis of Wu, and wrote to Situ Yanran what he is now, and how many times he will come to pick it up."

After explaining the matter, Li Xianyuan did not stop for a moment. The magistrate and others watched him turn down the carriage.

"Return to Miaoyinfang."

Li Xianyuan wanted to find the brothel to ask for details.

It is a mystery that Situ Yanran appears here. Especially since she pretends to be the top brothel, she has no idea about the purpose.

The car hub ran through the bluestone bricks and walked slowly.

There are few pedestrians on the road, either with straw raincoats or umbrellas. The rain doesn’t work hard, but it’s stuck. When clean clothes are not too long, they will become wet.

After half a stick of incense, he arrived at Miaoyinfang. However, for some reason, there were a group of people and several officials in front of Miaoyinfang.

There was a water-stacked edge not far from the door, and there was a shocking and painful stain.

Li Xianyuan got off the carriage and squeezed out the crowd to come to Guancha.

"What happened?" He frowned slightly and asked the official.

The official officer looked at him and saw that although he was unfamiliar, he was very arrogant. He clasped his fists and said politely: "A woman fell from the upstairs just now."

"What kind of appearance is a woman?"

A man fooled the old man on the side and said, "Look at her age, she is only thirteen or fourteen years old. Her right face is very... It's such a pity, such a child. She seems to be being chased by someone."

Situ Yanran!

Li Xianyuan's eyes sterned, and his voice brought a hurricane that he didn't even notice.

"Where is she now?"

"Running over there." The old man pointed to the city gate from a distance.

Li Xianyuan left the crowd silently, came to the carriage, and ordered the groom to unload the shaft.

The groom was puzzled, but he did as he did. He separated the carriage from the horse.

"You go back to the mountain gate first, or go to the government to borrow a horse to pull the carriage back, and you will say I gave it."

After giving instructions, Li Xianyuan climbed onto the stirrupless horse, grabbed the horse's belly, kicked the four hooves, and left in the dust.

...

The drizzle sticks to the fallen leaves, and the sound of salsa comes from all directions.

The solemn and cool breeze was blowing, and Situ Yanran hid behind a tree.

The dress is close to the body and outlines the outline. The skin is not covered with blood, and the hair is sticky to the forehead.

Situ Yanran's pale lips trembled, her right arm drooped weakly. She held the short dagger tightly with her left hand, and her black eyes slightly tilted.

Behind the tree, more than ten feet away, the two figures became closer and closer.

The shouts dispersed in the quiet forest.

"Situ Yanran, if you killed your senior sister, you still want to escape the punishment of Yinyang Gate. Even if you are not caught by us, someone else will be sent to chase you afterwards. It is better to surrender and suffer less torture. I heard that your master is very fond of you, and may surround you with your life."

The two of them didn't know Situ Yanran's location, but they were getting closer. Before long, they would find Situ Yanran.

Bang-

Situ Yanran picked out a stone from under the root of the tree and threw it to her side from afar.

When it hits the tree trunk, the crisp sound is a bit obvious.

"She's there." A man in black stared in the direction of the voice.

"Just just a trick." Another person replied: "She acted like this and showed that she was not confident. She must be right in front of her."

The two of them were unable to lead them away, and the footsteps became more and more obvious. Situ Yanran held the dagger tightly and waited for the man in black to walk to the side of the tree... Suddenly dragged his body and jumped up, and the short dagger pierced into the man in black who was caught off guard!

Without any spiritual power, it is completely an assassination in the mortal world.

If there was only one man in black, Situ Yanran might be able to survive, but unfortunately... they had two.

Another man in black had a long sword, the cold light sword, and Situ Yanran used all his strength to tilt to one side.

Puchi-

Blood splattered everywhere, and the long sword pierced into the right shoulder. The man in black shouted and pushed the hilt of the sword straight. Situ Yanran grabbed the blade with both hands, and was scratched by the sharp blade without realizing it, and then retreated.

Bang—

The back hit the trunk, and the sword tip penetrated straight into the trunk.

The pain sang out of his mouth, and Situ Yanran was unwilling to be restrained. She was about to fight back, but the man in black held the hilt of the sword in his hand suddenly twisted it.

Little blood splattered on his hideous face.

"Ah——!" With a scream, Situ Yanran lost all her strength in an instant, her hands were weak and drooped by her shoulders, and her palms were mixed with rain, dripping from the roots of the tree.

The man in black in the black belly was stabbed to pull out his dagger, lowered his head and swept his face, showing panic: "It's the Soul-Reigning Dagger!"

Situ Yanran's cold black eyes were about to eat people. The man in black held the long sword was unheard of, and he said to his companion without looking back: "She has no spiritual power to drive her."

"Damn bitch." The man in black covered his lower abdomen with his hands, staggered, with a ferocious face, and raised his soul-controlled dagger: "If you don't want toast, you'll be punished, since it's like..."

"Zhao Ke is a man with the Hu Ying, Wu Gou is a snowy snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it is as cool as a meteor. Kill one person in ten steps, without leaving a thousand miles away. After the matter, I brush my clothes and hide my name."
Chapter completed!