Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

Ling Chen flew up and grabbed Lan Ling's shoulder with both arms.

Lan Ling screamed.

A touch of green sleeves was waved in Hengli, and the force was so great that Ling Chen suddenly stopped after the shock.

This person's internal strength is not under him.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan surrounded.

When the master saw the master, his eyes were red.

The woman behind the tall man and the thin man also surrounded him.

"Ling'er, do you really want to leave him? The man turned around and asked gently, the voice of Ling'er was extremely natural.

"Yes. I don't want to die. I have died once. So I am afraid. I am not a daughter, but a vulgar girl. I don't deserve him."

Ling Chen stood, staring at Lan Ling, pointing at the man in front of him, "Who is he?"

"He..." Lan Ling didn't know who he was.

"I'm her senior brother." The man said quietly.

He is tall, with thick eyebrows and star-studded eyes, heroic and dazzling. His face is extremely gentle.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled.

He is just the opposite of Ling Chen's domineering and unruly.

"May I ask the first name of the son?"

"You don't need to know. If Ling'er doesn't want to be with you, I will take her away." His voice was low and slow, but there was no doubt about it.

"It depends on whether you have this ability." Ling Chen drew his sword.

"Master, you can't use force for your injuries, let's come." Tian Ming drew his sword up.

Ling Chen did not step back, his soft sword seemed to be a shadow, instantly entangled Lan Ling and the man.

The man carried a simple sword in his hand, simple, black and without blade.

"He was poisoned." Lan Ling said softly.

The man glanced at Lan Ling. Swipe the sword sharply. Lan was inspired by a cold wind whirled by, and the tail of the wind swept over the fat man's guard who was standing next to him. The fat man was accustomed to falling out in the air, and instantly splashed with blood, squirming on the ground a few times, seeing that he could not survive.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan stepped back abruptly.

Ling Chen stood there, motionless. He raised his head and stared at Lan Ling. When I looked again, his eyes became extremely indifferent, "Are you ready? Are you really leaving?"

"Yes."

He threw a box to her: "This is the antidote to worry-free, get out! Get out!"

Quiet all around. Lan Ling was holding the box. She wanted to leave, but when she heard the indifferent word from his mouth, her heart still felt dull, her nose sour, and tears flowed down.

The man picked up Lan Ling, a few steps away.

Ling Chen spouted blood foam, his body was unstable, and his tall body shook.

"Master!" Tian Ming and Gu Fan stepped forward to support him.

"Go, go back!"

He walked quickly ahead.

Neither Tian Ming nor Gu Fan dared to speak.

Lan Ling was held by the man, turned a few streets, passed through a few lanes, and came to a simple and elegant courtyard.

Entering the door, passing through a quiet grove, the inside suddenly opens up.

"Hall Master," a thin little girl came out.

"This is Miss Lan Ling, please clean up for her." He put her down and she disappeared.

"Hello Miss Blue, this is Belle."

"The one just now, did you call him Hall Master?"

"Yes, Huo Jingyun, the master of Ziyitang, don't you know?"

"I, I, know, know." Lan Ling smiled.

It turns out that he is the chief of Ziyitang. She heard from Grandpa that Ziyitang is a branch of Tsingyitang. Just established in recent years.

"Where is the Ziyi Pavilion?" Lan Long asked Belle.

"The front door is the Ziyi Pavilion."

Oh, it turns out that the person Grandpa asked me to find was Huo Jingyun.

Belle brought hot water, Lan Ling injured her arm and couldn't take a bath, so she wiped it and changed into a light blue dress.

She went downstairs and saw Huo Jingyun already sitting there. A thin man and the woman sat beside him.

"Brother Huo!" She called him.

Her hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, pinned only with a silver hairpin. A drop of water slowly dripped onto her forehead, and Huo Jingyun couldn't help but want to wipe it with his hand.

"This is Liang Hongxiu, this is Zhang Shan." Huo Jingyun introduced to her.

"They all call me Shanzi." Zhang Shan said with a smile.

Liang Hongxiu was still cold.

Huo Jingyun waved his hand, Shanzi and Liang Hongxiu went down.

"You came to Ziyi Pavilion, is there anything wrong?"

"No, just defected. By the way, why do you say it's my brother?"

"My father is your mother's brother. My father said that your mother taught me, so I am your brother."

"Your father is my mother's big brother?" Lan Ling faintly heard that at that time, his father misunderstood his mother and big brother, and hurt his mother. The mother was discouraged and the two broke.

"Yes. So, we are really destined."

"Then I will call you brother?"

"can."

His eyes were gentle and charming, and Lan Ling's face turned red when he looked at it.

Huo Jingyun glanced at Lan Ling intently, "Do you know the role of Mo Ling?"

"Grandpa said that if I have something to do, take the Mo Ling and ask Ziyi Pavilion for help."

He smiled.

"Mo Ling is an order to transfer the Ziyitang and Tsingyitang teams. So, don't show it lightly. You come today, I think you need our team."

Lan Ling remembered her last life. Grandpa didn't give her Mo Ling. At that time, Grandpa helped Ling Feng with his troops.

"Do you think I need the Tsing Yi Tang team now?" Lan Ling asked back.

"The Beiyi invasion, your husband, King Jun'an, must go to war." He said lightly.

"What? He wants to lead the war?"

"Yes."

Lan Ling was stunned.

"Forget it, don't think about it, take a good rest these few days, relax and let Belle change your dressing."

It was night when Ling Chen returned to Wangan's Mansion.

"Have you called them over tonight?"

"Say, come here when Xu Shi." Tian Ming replied.

"Are you ready?" Ling Chen said hoarse.

"All right."

"Master, why did the man take Mrs. Ling away? I joined forces with Gu Fan, he can't take advantage of it." Tian Ming finally couldn't help asking.

"The things during this period of time are too dangerous. She stayed at the Prince An’s Mansion. It’s not safe. I took her with me when I wanted to leave, but now it seems that it’s not necessary. I fought with that person. Although I was injured, People didn't try their best, his cultivation is never below me, Lan Ling handed over to him, I don't worry." Ling Chen said lightly.

"But we don't know who that person is!" Tian Ming couldn't let go.

"The sword used by that man is very special. It seems bladeless and powerful in forbearance. If I guessed it correctly, it was a blunt sword. The king of the sword."

"The blunt sword is a sword dedicated to the Juggernaut. How could it be with him? He is not too old."

"So, he must be related to the Sword Saint. Lan Ling is by his side, I don't worry. If I can return safely this time, I will go to her. If in case, she also has a place to shelter from the rain." Ling Chen leaned against him. Said slowly from the back of the chair.

But Lan Ling, will you really leave me?

Tian Ming's nose was a little sour, "Master, you are actually very good to the spirit master, why do you always make her misunderstand?"

Ling Chen twisted his eyebrows slightly and stopped talking.

Wen Heng arrived first.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan waited outside.

Wen Heng hugged Ling Chen, put his hand on Ling Chen's face and fumbled, "A Chen, why is your face so ugly?"

Ling Chen held her hand, took her hand off, "I'm fine, I'm tired. You sit down."

He looks tired.

Wen Heng was startled.

He never took her hand away. He used to pester her.

Han Zhitao, Lei Ze, Yang Shuo, and Fan Xing have all arrived. Tian Ming and Gu Fan walked in.

Tian Ming put a small box in front of everyone