Lin Luochen drank the wine in the cup and said with a carefree smile: "Get your sword skills ready!"
Qu Lingyin didn't know why. After all, although she shared what she saw and heard with Lin Luochen, she couldn't see the luck.
But when the man and woman appeared in sight, she still felt a thump in her heart.
Judging from their demeanor and aura, these two people really look like ascetics.
Especially the woman's charming appearance and full of aura, which made her look like she was no ordinary person.
Qu Lingyin said harshly: "Don't you see someone good-looking and just think she is a monk, okay?"
"Then I will prove it to you!"
Lin Luochen put the drunk Shushu into his arms, dropped the drink money and quickly went downstairs.
This is a rare time for him to see a cultivator. It seems that he is not very strong yet, so he can't let him go.
When Lin Luochen walked to the door, the man and woman happened to be walking from a distance.
The man was dressed in fine clothes and looked handsome. He was holding a folding fan in his hand, and he was quite elegant.
But his face was a little pale, his eye sockets were sunken, and he looked like he had been hollowed out by wine and sex.
The woman was dressed in a long black dress, tightly wrapped around her body, and even wore a pair of black silk gloves on her hands. She was beautiful and mysterious.
She has the posture of a sinking fish and a wild goose, with crescent-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, looking forward to life, and her somewhat pale face is even more pitiful.
The two were followed by two others. One of them actually had spiritual power fluctuations on his body, but it was extremely weak.
Lin Luochen was about to approach him, but he quickly stopped.
Because he was closer, he saw that the faces of the man and his followers were covered with a layer of black mist, and their heads were covered by dark clouds.
The woman was not much better. There was a layer of blood all over her body, and there was also a faint black energy, which was extremely strange.
Lin Luochen secretly cursed his bad luck, he finally met a cultivator, but he ended up dead!
After half a month of exploration, he has roughly understood the meaning of these visions.
The black air on their faces is the air of death. The thicker the air of death, the closer they are to death!
The unlucky things in front of you are so thick that you can’t see their faces, which means they are about to die.
The bloody light on the woman's face represented the bloody disaster, but this was the first time he had seen the black energy wrapped around her body.
But it didn't look like a good thing, so Lin Luochen stopped.
His unblinking stare at the two of them naturally attracted their attention.
The woman's eyes couldn't help but light up when she saw Lin Luochen. She subconsciously took a few more glances and smiled at him.
· A flash of jealousy flashed in the man's eyes when he saw this, and then he turned around to talk to the woman next to him like a protest.
"Junior sister Qiuzhi, let's leave quickly, the city gate will be closed soon!"
The woman hummed and talked to him in a soft voice, attracting the attention of many passers-by.
The group of people walked past Lin Luochen and headed straight out of the city.
Several men glanced at each other and followed quietly, as if they were distracted by the graceful figure of the woman Pingting.
At the moment of departure, several people's faces were instantly covered with a thick layer of death, making Lin Luochen shake his head.
The word "色" has a knife on its head!
Fortunately, I am not such a person!
While Lin Luochen was thinking this, he was running the Breath Condensation Technique, and followed a few people from a distance.
He didn't want to rob Se, but he wanted to see if there was any chance of finding any clues about the practice sect.
If it doesn't work, I can only perform a wave of heroes to save the beauty, and use the beauty trick to get information.
Of course, if the person who killed him was too strong, Lin Luochen would turn around and leave without hesitation.
The group of people seemed to have no idea that they were being followed. After leaving the city, they went straight to an abandoned inn outside the city.
The sky was getting dark at this moment. The man stood in the dilapidated inn, looking left and right, tapping the folding fan gently in his hand.
"Junior Sister Qiuzhi, why hasn't your sister come yet?"
The woman's face was a little worried: "But my sister and I have indeed made an appointment to meet here!"
The young man saw the beauty like this, a flash of lust flashed in his eyes, and he wished he could hold the beauty in his arms for comfort.
But he raised his hand and put it down again, as if he was worried about something.
"Senior sister Qiuzhi, don't worry, junior sister Xia Zhu is probably delayed in some way, let's deal with a few little mice first!"
The woman was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't know what was going on, while the man put his hands behind his back and spoke loudly.
"You have been following us for so long, is it time to come out?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen burly men with their faces covered came out from all directions and surrounded the four of them.
The leader raised his machete and pointed it at the young man with a fierce expression.
plea, if you are sensible, just surrender yourself and hand over the beauty and property, and let your family use the money to redeem them.'
The young man shook his folding fan lightly and said with a contemptuous smile: "What if I don't know what's going on?"
A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the leader of the robbers, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Then don't blame us for not having an eye on our swords!"
The young man said with a scornful smile: "A group of bandits dare to rob me? I really don't know the heights of the world. "Thick!"
He closed the folding fan and said coldly: "Kill them!"
The two followers responded, like tigers descending from the mountain, killing the robbers around them without any fear.
There was chaos in the field. The two followers fought with less and more, and they fought back and forth.
One of the followers slapped a talisman on the knife, and the long knife suddenly ignited with a blazing flame, dazzling in the night.
With the blessing of the flaming knife, he was invincible in the field and instantly killed the robbers.
The faces of the robbers changed dramatically, and they said in a panic: "No, it's a monk!"
"Are you afraid now? It's too late!"
The young man casually repeled the attacking enemy, and the sharp blade on the fan bone scratched the enemy's body, leaving deep visible scars.
The folding fan in his hand would spin and fly out from time to time, killing the enemy and then spinning back and forth, looking extraordinary and elegant.
"Junior Sister Qiuzhi, follow me closely, be careful of them jumping over the wall!"
The young man deliberately showed off in front of the woman and always protected her behind him, completely ignoring the life and death of his entourage.
The woman hummed and said softly: "Brother Wenyu, be careful!"
Those ordinary bandits were no match for them. After killing a few of them, they fled in panic.
The young man said in a cold voice: "Chase, leave no one behind!"
The two followers hesitated for a moment. Due to the order, they still pursued the enemy, but they did not dare to pursue them too deeply.
"Immortal, have mercy on me!"
"We are only for a moment... ah!"
...
The robbers were so frightened that they peeed and begged for mercy, but all they got in exchange was ruthless butcher's knives.
The young man watched the robbers fall to the ground with a sneer on his lips.
But he suddenly felt a pain in his back and looked at the charred black hole in his chest in disbelief.
Damn it, isn’t she unable to practice?
No, she is not Murong Qiuzhi!
The young man turned around with difficulty. The woman behind him still had a gentle smile, but her eyes were cold to the bone, and the talisman in her hand slowly dimmed.
"My brother doesn't know how to..."
He fell to the ground and died before he finished speaking. The woman in the black dress carefully cut off his head and sneered.
"Your brother won't know!"
She rushed towards the two followers who looked horrified, her body was as graceful as a giant, but in the eyes of the two of them, she looked like a ghost seeking life.
"Miss Murong, spare your life!"
"Miss Murong, we will never leak anything to the outside world!"
The woman in the black dress did not give them any chance to escape, with murderous intent in her eyes and a sneer.
"Only dead people cannot speak!"
The strongest young man in the field has died in her hands, and the remaining two followers are no match for her.
She killed one of them with lightning speed, and the remaining one ran in the direction of Lin Luochen in a panic.
Lin Luochen was very depressed about this. He originally wanted to be a hero to save the beauty, but who knew that this beauty turned out to be a seducer!
He threw a stone and hit the man's leg. The man couldn't run away anyway, so there was no need to hurt himself.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. Good luck, fellow Taoist!
A moment later, the follower who fell down unwillingly fell to the ground and died, and went to the underworld to follow his master.
The woman in the black skirt picked up the storage bag, used the flame charm to destroy the corpse, and then turned to look at where Lin Luochen was, smiling sweetly.
"Thank you for your help, young master. This young master has been looking at me for so long. I wonder if he wants to rob me of wealth or sex?"