Travel through the Rainbow Cat and kidnap Black Little Tiger at the beginning!

White Cat looked directly at Ling Ran and said loudly: "Ling Ran, I want you to protect Hongmao and Qilin and leave here as soon as possible. You promise me that you must protect your sister."

When Ling Ran heard this, he couldn't help complaining that his father was really a slave to his daughter, so he would care about his sister. Could it be that he adopted her?

"Father, don't worry. I will naturally protect Hong'er. But father, if you and I join forces, we might not be able to fight the Black Heart Tiger."

Ling Ran had read the original work and understood that the black-hearted tiger at this time was still weak. Why didn't he and the white cat take advantage of his illness to kill him?

"No, the best you and I can do together is to fight the Black-Hearted Tiger to the point of losing both sides. He has so many people and is so powerful that we are still difficult to defeat."

Hongmao analyzed the pros and cons and decided to stay behind.

Upon hearing Bai Mao's words, Hong Mao seemed to be asking for funeral arrangements, and hurriedly asked: "Dad, what about you----"

"Don't worry." Bai Mao handed the Changhong Sword behind him to Ling Ran's hand.

"I have sent a letter from Fei Ge to inform the other descendants of the Six Swords. Take this Changhong Sword and go find the other descendants of the Six Swords. Remember, only the combination of the seven swords can truly defeat the devil."

Ling Ran wanted to persuade him again, but the white cat had already blocked his move forward.

"Ling Ran, please go aside and see if there is anyone from the Demon Cult."

As soon as Ling Ran heard this, he knew that Bai Mao might have something to tell Hong Mao personally and it would be inconvenient for him to listen, so he bowed and stepped aside to observe the movements around him.

At this time, Hongmao was already in tears and said with a sob: "Dad, if you and brother join forces, we will definitely be able to defeat the Demon Sect."

The white cat had turned his back to Hongmao at this time, and sighed after hearing Hongmao's words.

"Hong'er, let me ask you, who is the next Changhong Sword Master?"

Bai Mao's question made Hong Mao stunned for a moment, and he subconsciously replied: "Of course it's my brother!"

When the white cat heard Hongmao's answer, he turned around suddenly, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

"Master Changhong Sword, it's you!"

Bai Mao's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Hong Mao's heart directly. She looked at her father blankly, obviously unable to understand what was going on.

His cultivation talent is several levels different from his elder brother's, so how can He De be able to become the leader of the Seven Swords.

Bai Mao ignored Hong Mao's reaction and continued: "Originally, it would have been okay to live my life like this, but now that the devil has made a comeback, you must understand the truth. Ling Ran is not your biological brother!"

"what?!"

Rainbow Cat was extremely shocked by White Cat's words one after another.

The brother who has been by his side since he was a child, the brother who dotes on him so much, is actually not his biological brother? !

"Ling Ran is a descendant of the remnants of the Demon Sect. I couldn't bear to kill him, so I brought him back to raise him. Now that the Demon Sect has come back, I need you to keep an eye on it. If he intends to be the master of the Changhong Sword, then that's it; if he If there is a second intention, you replace it.”

Bai Mao finally expressed his entrustment to Hong Mao.

At this time, Hong Mao was shocked by the huge amount of information contained in White Cat's words.

Although he has been protected by his father and brother since childhood, Hongmao is not a fool.

Hong Mao knew that Bai Mao was asking him to kill Ling Ran when necessary, and he would be the leader of the Seven Swords.

Various scenes of his relationship with Ling Ran flashed through Hongmao's mind, and his heart ached.

Let her attack the most intimate person, how can she do it!

Bai Mao saw the hesitation in Hong Mao's eyes, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "If you are still so hesitant, I will call Ling Ran over now and kill him on the spot."

As soon as Bai Mao finished speaking, Hong Mao suddenly raised his head, "No!"

Only then did Hongmao realize that his father was also a ruthless person, and now he could only agree. After all, he knew Ling Ran's temperament, and there was no way he would join the Demon Cult.

"My daughter promised her father that if her brother has second thoughts one day, she will kill him!"

With tears in Hongmao's eyes, he said the oath word by word.

Not far away, Ling Ran looked into the distance through the afterglow of the setting sun.

A burst of arrogant laughter came, and dense bats flew out from the depths of the forest, blocking out the sun and the sky instantly dimmed.

"Master Changhong Sword, do you still recognize the Lone King?"

The voice came from far away and came closer, sounding like a loud bell. The speaker obviously had extremely deep inner strength.

Accompanied by the sound, a chariot hovered in mid-air and landed in front of Ling Ran.

The white cat looked at the carriage and remained motionless. He said quietly: "Black Heart Tiger, we are old acquaintances. There is no need to pretend to be mysterious."

As the words fell, the chariot exploded from the inside out, sawdust scattered, and a figure rushed from it towards the nearest Ling Ran.

"I'm afraid this kid is your successor. Let me see how Bishop Changhong Sword's apprentice fares."

Ling Ran looked at the figure rushing towards him, knowing in his heart that this was a big bass, so he immediately did not dare to push it. Changhong's internal energy in his dantian was running rapidly, and he struck the figure with a palm containing twelve points of skill.

"Good come!"

Black Heart Tiger didn't expect that a junior would dare to fight with him, so he immediately slapped a palm and connected with Ling Ran's palm.

The two palms connected, and the burst of internal force collided to form a wave of air, blowing all the nearby vegetation uprooted.

Ling Ran felt his palms burning hot, and the pressure formed by the power of the black-hearted tiger's palms stretched like waves, as if it was about to tear him apart.

Unable to resist forcefully, Ling Ran had no choice but to use the method of using a thousand pounds to withdraw the power of his palm. Then he took a few steps back and used his strength to remove the power of Black Heart Tiger's palm.

The exchange was limited to one move, and even though the evil tiger had the upper hand, Ling Ran was still unscathed.

A trace of surprise and amazement flashed through Black Heart Tiger's eyes, and he was obviously shocked by Ling Ran's skill that did not match his age.

With such profound skills at such a young age, I am afraid that my Hu'er before seclusion was not as good as him.

"Master Changhong Sword, you have taught a good apprentice."

Killing intent emerged in the eyes of the black-hearted tiger, and he obviously wanted to kill Ling Ran now to avoid future troubles.

How could the white cat not know what the black-hearted tiger was thinking? In the blink of an eye, it had already rushed to the black-hearted tiger, and hit his chest with both hands.

"I'm afraid it won't make people laugh if you attack a junior. You'd better let me, an old guy, learn from you."

The black-hearted tiger did not evade, and the purple inner power spread into the palms of his hands, and he clashed with the white cat.

Bang!

This fight was even more powerful than Ling Ran's fight just now; the land several feet below the feet of the two of them collapsed several feet.

The two figures separated as soon as they touched each other, and each was knocked back several feet by the force of the other's palm.

"It seems that your evil hand has become much better."

The white cat's words greatly benefited the black-hearted tiger. He laughed loudly and said: "Fifty years ago, you combined the seven swords to ruin my good deeds; but now, you are the only one left among the seven swords. If you know what you are doing, hurry up." Hand over the Qilin."

After Black Heart Tiger finished speaking, he glanced greedily at Qilin, who was protected behind him by Ling Ran and Hongmao.

"If you want to rely on Qilin blood to improve your skills, you have a good plan, but Qilin is not something that someone from the Demon Cult like you can get your hands on."

After Bai Mao finished speaking, he sternly said to Hong Mao and Ling Ran behind him: "Quickly go!"

"Leave?" Black Heart Tiger sneered, "Don't even think about running away today!"