Practice starting from the villain female supporting role

"Boss, it's here. Our people found that little lady lives here." The wretched boy looked at the head of the Law Enforcement Hall and said flatteringly.

Although the master of the battle hall is not very good, he is the only fighting king in the Qinglang mercenary group besides the leader Gongsun Rulong, and he is also a nine-star.

In the inn was an old man wearing a moon-white robe. The old man was full of smiles and looked radiant, with a pair of small eyes that occasionally shone brightly.

The hall master's gaze moved down slightly, and finally stopped on the old man's chest, and his heart shuddered suddenly. On the chest of the old man's robe, there was a silver light moon, and behind the light moon, there were eight glittering golden stars. of stars. (QQ level, haha)
It was Elder Qian.

"Eight-Star Fighting King! This old man is actually an Eight-Star Fighting King?" Looking at the old man in the middle of the inn, the hall master already had the feeling of retreating.

He is lustful, but that doesn't mean he is stupid, and the Eight Star Fighting King is only one level lower than him.

Anyone who can become a fighting king must be at least a powerful person who is famous. Such strength will make any force flock to him, but it is inevitable to be surprised to see a strong person of such a level all of a sudden.

"However, maybe this person is not with that little lady. It's a big loss to come here after all. Even in the Magic Iron City, his blue wolf mercenary group is a domineering existence. When has he ever been afraid of others. "The hall master's mind is turning.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Is this person with that little lady?"

The younger brother was slightly taken aback, although he has no skills, but his ability to observe words and emotions is not low, otherwise he would not be able to hug the thigh of the master of the war hall.

Looking at the solemnity of the boss, the younger brother thought of his dead brothers, and rolled his eyes: "Boss, it's not this person, the little lady is with a little beggar."

The little brother doesn't have that much experience, he doesn't know that the old man can make him die without a place to bury him just by lightly moving his fingers.

He didn't even know that what he did caused a catastrophe.

"Boss, kill him, and the little lady will be there!" Looking at the hesitant figure of his boss, the younger brother hastily persuaded him, deciding to add fuel to the fire.

"Okay!" Hearing what his subordinates said, the head of the battle hall was immediately relieved, he never thought that his usual submissive subordinates would dare to deceive him.

"Boy, tell me quickly, where is the little lady who is with you? If you tell the uncle, the uncle will spare your life." The master of the battle hall looked at Wushuang in the corner and said aggressively, before he finished speaking, he entered the inn He bullied him directly, wanting to capture Wushuang directly.

After all, there is still an Eight-Star Fighting King here. Although he is not afraid of him, it is better to fight quickly.

The master of the battle hall thought well, thinking that the old man should not offend a nine-star fighting king for an irrelevant kid.

Wushuang couldn't avoid it, seeing the giant palm coming towards him, he couldn't react at all for a while, so he could only bear the palm abruptly.

Seeing this, Qian Youcai reacted quickly, and his face suddenly became dignified. His body quickly blocked Wushuang's body, his eagle-claw-like hands were fiercely curled up, milky white battle energy gathered in his hands, exuding a small and sharp sword energy .

Qianyun Zong's high-level fighting skill, Qianyun Sword Art!

With the eruption of the breath of the two, the face of the weaker person in the hall suddenly turned pale, and his chest felt a little tight immediately.

"Who are you?" Qian Youcai snapped.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, if something happened to Wushuang, how would he explain to the young master.

This time, the war hall master was completely dumbfounded. Didn't he say that this little lady was only with this little beggar?
Just as I was about to turn my head to inquire, I found that the shadow of that person had long since disappeared.

The head of the battle hall was shocked suddenly, how could he not know that he was deceived by his subordinates.

But now that there has been a conflict, he simply killed him without doing anything.

"Spinning Knife!"

With a roar, a smear of bright red suddenly rose from the big knife in the man's hand, like a swirling tongue of fire, hitting Qian Youcai.

"Mysterious-level low-level fighting skills!"

Qian Youcai's face was serious, such a small place actually has low-level fighting skills.

"call out!"

A black awn that looked like a substance shot out from Qian Youcai's fingertips, and with a sharp sound of tearing the air, it hit the spinning tongue of flame in the man's hand.

"boom!"

A loud noise like muffled thunder came out at the moment the black light collided with the tongue of fire.

At the same time, Qian Youcai's figure shot out backwards, and after falling heavily, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Nine Star Fighting King!"

"Ahem, what a careless!"

Knowing that he was powerless to resist, Qian Youcai escaped from the inn with Wushuang at the fastest speed.

"Damn it, chase after him, we must not let him run away!" The master of Zhan Hall gritted his teeth and looked at the two who fled quickly after losing one move, burning with anger.

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On the other side, the little brother who had already escaped and was running wildly stopped suddenly.

What is he doing? "

Why can't he remember, but there is a voice in his heart that wants him to escape here immediately.

No matter, let's leave now!It's so weird.

Thinking of what I had done, I couldn't help but shudder, and there was only one thought left in my mind.

"go!"

He didn't know that it was this whim-like behavior that saved his life, and he recalled the countless times he praised his life in the future.

Maybe it's not just a whim?Who knows! ?

…………

"Master, how do you feel?" Ying Ziluo asked with a sullen face without squinting.

Seeing that it was Ying Ziluo, Yun Qianlan, who had just woken up, breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Ying Ziluo's eyes, there was tenderness and then a touch of worry appeared in his eyes.

Thinking of Ying Ziluo beheading the monster Long Ran with a sword before he fell into a coma, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Worried about what secret method Ying Ziluo used to forcibly increase his strength.

Looking at Yun Qianlan's worried eyes, Ying Ziluo naturally knew what she was worried about, but there was no way to tell others about the existence of the system, and she would not tell others, even the closest relatives.

Because this is likely to cause them a catastrophe.

"Master is fine, but Ziluo, how could you..."

"Master, I have encountered some adventures in the Warcraft Mountains these few days." Ying Ziluo turned his head to add firewood to the fire, and said with his back to Yun Qianlan.

It's not that she didn't want to face him, but when she saw Yun Qianlan, she couldn't help but think of that white skin.

Fortunately, the master didn't find anything.

Ying Ziluo couldn't help but spurn himself in his heart, it's just a medicine, why are you so dirty?
Yun Qianlan nodded and said 'hmm'. Although she was still a little puzzled as to why Ziluo's strength had improved so quickly, she was still happy for her disciple in her heart.

"Since the master is fine, let's go back to Wanfang Town first!" Ying Ziluo frowned and said, for some reason, she always felt a little worried about Wushuang, but thinking about it, nothing would happen if Elder Qian was around. thing!

"Okay!" Yun Qianlan agreed without hesitation, stood up and found that her chest had been medicated.

Looking at Ying Ziluo's back, Yun Qianlan was overjoyed.

My little apprentice is good at everything, but he is as cold as an ice bump. He said ten sentences, and she only replied one sentence, depending on her mood.

Yun Qianlan happily followed Ying Ziluo, but she didn't know that Ying Ziluo in front had already rolled her eyes.

My own master is good at everything, but sometimes he is long-winded like a Tang monk.