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Xiao Ning came upstairs with a few packs of medicine, saw the door was open and couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing with the door open, Ah Yun and the child can't see the wind."

Lao Zhou's forehead was covered with sweat, the true energy in his body was rushing, his meridians were tingling, and the sealed acupoints were slightly loosened, and he almost lost his mind when he was startled by Xiao Ning's sound.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Ning sensed something was wrong, first glanced at Shen Guan to make sure that he was just asleep, and when he looked at Lao Zhou again, his expression changed slightly: "Where's the child?"

When Lao Zhou was interrupted by him, he completely lost the strength to open the acupoint, and said in cold sweat, "Jiang Lingxin has been taken away."

Xiao Ning raised his hand to take the long sword on the wall, turned around to leave, but was stopped by Lao Zhou again. "To go is to die, you are not his opponent at all!"

Xiao Ning's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, he looked back at Lao Zhou and said: "That is my daughter, no one can take it away. Don't let Ah Yun wake up and worry, take good care of him."

Lao Zhou watched Xiao Ning's figure flicker, but disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Outside the city, the sound of horseshoes is urgent.

Dozens of people were guarding a carriage and walking, suddenly there was a flute whistle in the forest, and the bamboo leaves shook.The sound of reining in the horse sounded, and the carriage also stopped.

In the carriage, a middle-aged woman was holding the baby in her arms tremblingly. Jiang Lingxin, who was sitting in the upper seat, raised her eyes slightly and casually put down the book in her hand.

"My lord, my lord..." The woman trembled all over, complaining incessantly. If she had known it was so terrifying, she shouldn't be greedy for money to be a nurse for the child in her arms.

"Shh..." Jiang Lingxin raised her finger to silence her, and the newborn little one was sound asleep in her arms.

Outside the car wall, the forest is full of killing intent.

The guards guarding outside the car felt chills in their ears. They were well-trained shadow guards. They raised their long knives very quickly and shot down a slender throwing knife like a willow leaf that brushed past their necks.In an instant, a cold light burst out in the forest, and dozens of willow leaves and flying knives came like shadows.The guards looked at each other, stopped the carriage, and the left and right guards put on their bows and aimed at the forest.The flute sounded again, and it was far and near, covering the whereabouts of the flying knife, and a bloody smell appeared in a moment.

The guards raised their bows together and aimed at the forest. The bamboo shadow shook violently, and a figure came from the forest!

Jiang Lingxin's shadow guards were so agile, they coordinated seamlessly in several rounds of fighting, but after a while they forced the forest man out.Xiao Ning wiped a line of blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, the long sword pierced through the air, Liu Yefei Knife finally found a loophole and went straight to the carriage.

The flying knife swiftly carried a strange killing intent, the curtain of the car swayed away like ripples, one hand stretched out randomly to pinch the blade, the killing intent was instantly dissipated, and the flying knife was lifeless as if it had been strangled by the throat The ground was grasped.With a twist of his thin and pale fingers, the flying knife moved towards Xiao Ning. If the killing intent tainted by the flying knife was strange and gloomy, at this moment the blade is as cold as frost and snow, aloof and icy.

Xiao Ning folded his waist, avoiding it abruptly, a wound was cut on his cheek by the strong wind, blood dripped with the wind.

"Give me back the child." Xiao Ning's lips turned pale, but his expression did not give in.

The curtain of the car was completely broken, Jiang Lingxin was dressed in light fur, and his eyes were indifferent.

Xiao Ning clenched the long sword in his hand, hatred suddenly arose: "Give it back to me, that is my child."

Jiang Lingxin raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a cold tone, "Guan'er is also my child, so you took it away."

Xiao Ning frowned, and said: "Ah Yun is willing, and now he is still asleep on the bed, and the child has not seen a single glance. You are really despicable for taking advantage of others. Give the child to me."

Jiang Lingxin's face was cold, but his heart was as hard as iron: "What I want, I have never been unable to get."

Xiao Ning raised his sword, Jian Fenglie pointed at Jiang Ling's heart with fierce killing intent, and said: "Then let's try, the Xiao Clan's existence in Jianghu for so long is not only due to the disguise technique."

"Alright, let me see what old ghost Xiao has taught you." Jiang Lingxin stood in front of the carriage, without any weapon in his hand, just quietly looked at Xiao Ning.The head-on sword wind lifted his black robe, and the blade of the sword came straight to the center of his eyebrows.Xiao Ning's sword didn't reach an inch, Jiang Ling's heart turned into a palm, and went towards Xiao Ning's heart.

Xiao Ning's figure is also fast, he immediately folded his body like a swallow, drew the blade of his sword away to avoid the wind of his palm, and when a blow failed, he swung out another sword, his right hand held the sword, his left hand was as fast as a ghost, the willow-leaf flying knives penetrated every hole, The moves are all murderous, and he has hated Jiang Ling for a long time.

Jiang Lingxin seemed passive, but he was very calm. No matter whether it was a long sword coming at him or a throwing knife with a tricky angle, none of them could get close to him.He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he studied under the martial arts seniors of the imperial grand master level, so naturally he should not be underestimated.Xiao Clan's movement skills are really good, but it's really not enough to get him in front of him.

Xiao Ning's expression was stern, and he brought out all his internal strength with a sword. This sword could be said to be a deadly blow, and he didn't care about the life of his whole body. He only wanted to exchange his life for injury.He knew in his heart that he had too many worries, and it would be pointless to procrastinate any longer, so he might as well give it a go.

Jiang Lingxin saw the aura of the sword's death-defying angelica, and immediately turned his palm into a blade and hit the sword directly. The moment the wind from the palm shattered the long sword, a willow-leaf flying knife as thin as a cicada's wing flashed and slashed towards Jiang Lingxin's neck. side.

Jiang Lingxin raised his brows slightly, and there was a little more appreciation in his eyes, but it was only for a moment. The flying knife was shattered by the sudden burst of true energy, and the fragments drew a small wound on the side of his pale neck, showing a line of blood red .At the same time, the long sword in Xiao Ning's hand was shattered, Jiang Lingxin didn't close his palm, and the rustling palm hit his chest.

Xiao Ning retreated back, but it was too late, the severe pain exploded from the breastbone, and the blood suddenly surged up.The force of this palm sent him flying three zhang away, immediately blood was sprinkled on the bamboo forest, and a ravine was wiped out on the ground.Xiao Ning clung to a broken bamboo to stabilize his body, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, hot blood mixed with broken pieces of flesh.

Jiang Lingxin slowly withdrew his hand, gently wiped the small wound on the side of his neck with his fingertips, and said, "It's not bad."

Xiao Ning's face was pale, he struggled to get up from the ground, spat out another mouthful of blood, and said, "Give me back my daughter."