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Chapter Fifty-first: Execution Order

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    Everyone was in an uproar.

    However, after less disturbance, a consensus was reached.

    The second elder of Jinhong Pavilion and Song Shili asked the leader of the alliance to order Yan to be removed from the Wulin League.

    "Collude with the Demon Cult, snatch the secret books, and even kill the masters of the Brahma Temple! Everyone can be punished!" said the second elder of Jinhong Pavilion.

    Patriarch Song said: "Leader Jian, the Yan family is really disloyal and unrighteous when they attack the heroes of the righteous way. They betray the martial arts alliance¡ªthose who betray the alliance will be punished by the whole world!"

    "Please ask the lord to issue a killing order!"

    The situation reversed to this point in a blink of an eye. Seeing the excited people around him, Zi Ning only thought it was ridiculous.

    Everyone's shape is distorted, seemingly indignant, but secretly happy.  Hiding among the crowd is like standing on the side of justice, shouting words to crusade against the unjust, and doing evil things.

    People are such things.

    Zi Ning took a slow step behind Yan Ji, and she caught a glimpse of Bai Yiyan hesitating to speak in the crowd, his expression changing.

    Suddenly feel a little happy.  By this time, no one wants him anymore

    Only she stood by his side.

    Master.

    After the veil, Zi Ning's red and swollen mouth curled up into a smile, which hurt a little, but the corners of his mouth rose higher and higher, joyful and sincere.

    Until the first person couldn't hold back and rushed out.

    Yanji drew his sword.

    When the blood splashes, the color is bright red, very beautiful.

    Zi Ning carried the scabbard of the Wushea Sword behind his back, and the body of the Hongjing Sword was like a mirror, reflecting the ferocious but ended in astonishment of the murdered face.

    Sword flowers like snowflakes flickered, like snow falling from the dense clouds in the sky. The beauty of the past raised her sword and took away people's lives, as lightly as picking flowers in the garden.

    "Pillow Dream Fairy"

    Jian Yinghua talked to herself.

    Before he could finish speaking, Yan Ji's gaze had already pierced him coldly, blood dripping from the black sheath sword.

    A strange smile appeared on Jian Yinghua's pale face.

    There are many people on the opposite side, and the battle is becoming crazy. Duanmai Mountain and Brahma Temple, which had wanted to stand by, were muddled into it, and Yan's servants were gradually injured.

    The world's number one swordsman has no living people in front of him, but the enemy will temporarily avoid the edge and attack its weaknesses. The pressure on Zi Ning and others is increasing.

    While fighting and retreating, Yan's family servants were broken into pieces, and they dispersed and left one after another under Yan Ji's signal.

    After Yan's cum was cut off, he sent away Qian Bi who was the last to evacuate.

    Behind Yan Ji, Zi Ning restrained his smile behind the veil.

    Ben Xiao came suddenly, leaped through the crowd holding swords, and came to them, as if descending from the sky.

    Bai Yiyan suddenly jumped out of the crowd with bare hands, and asked: "Yan Ji, let me ask you again, will you marry me?"

    "Last time I said in Duanmai Mountain that I would like to serve with Zhenmengji"

    Her eyes were fiery, and the hero of the rivers and lakes was vulnerable in front of him. His sword was invincible.

    Even if everything is thrown away, it will still be a once-in-a-century legend.

    Zi Ning turned to look at her, a pair of eyes were exposed on the upper part of the veil, misty and beautiful like mist and dreams, but Bai Yiyan's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and his hairs stood on end.

    But Yanji hooked her around the waist, led her to spin on the horse, and urged the horse to go fast.

    Everyone in the Four Star Gate shot hidden weapons, which were shot down by Yan Ji, and fell to the ground with tinkling sounds.

    Run away overnight.

    After leaving the city gate, he abandoned the official road and hid himself in the forest.

    Zi Ning sat in front of Yan Ji, holding his wrist around her waist.

    The wind blew her long hair, and as she raced through the night, she crashed head-on into the raining clouds.

    Yanji covered her face with his sleeves to keep out the rain, and let her lean against his chest.

    Zi Ning heard the sound of rain hitting his sleeves, and Ben Xiao stepped through the water-logged tunnel, the water splashed and splashed onto her drooping shoes.

    His heartbeat vibrated from her back to her chest, and she breathed heavily, like a person finally emerged from the water that could not breathe, her chest was open to let the air wash away, and she found vitality again.

    She held the crow's sheath sword tightly in her arms, raised her head and smelled the smell of blood on his sleeve and the sweet smell of rain.

    heavy rain.

    She laughed.

    Yan Ji seemed to have noticed something, and with a move of his sleeve, it covered her more tightly.  He leaned close to her ear and said, "Go to Haizhou."

    Haizhou, the place indicated by the beauty map.  There are treasures of the Demon Cult?

    It is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and this rain cloud seems to be following them. Not long after leaving Chongzhou, it has been raining until night.

    Yanji got off his horse by the river, carried Zining down, and let Benxiao go to drink water.

    The ground was wet with mud, Ben Xiao walked carefully with his tail flicking, and Shen Jun's steps became broken steps, which was a bit funny.

    Zi Ning still doesn't know how to ride a horse. Even though he is in good spirits, when he is on the ground, his legs give up and he almost falls down.

    Yanji held her waist, telling her to be careful.

    There were no villages in the front or back, and Zi Ning didn't know where it was.  She looked up and watched the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipate, revealing a half-curved moon, shedding silvery moonlight.  They were heading east, and Zining had never been to Haizhou Linhai in the far east.

    However, it was very obvious that Zining's hair was soaked even with Yanji protecting her from the rain, and Yanji was even more messed up, as if she had been fished out of the water.

    There is no servant to accompany him, and he has no clothes to change, and he has to continue to wear dirty clothes, dripping wet.  It has been raining around, and the ground is full of water and mud. There is no place to sit, no place to stand, no way to eat, drink and rest.

    Zi Ning had already frowned for him, not knowing what he was going to do along the way.

    This summer, he has been exposed to a lot of rain.

    I'm afraid that he will suffer the most this year when he lives to such an age.

    But Yan Ji hit Quan Ning first to see the wet veil on her face.

    The tulle is semi-permeable when it meets water, and it sticks to her cheeks. The full lips are clearly outlined, and red is printed through the veil.

    Suddenly I wanted to kiss her through the veil.

    Yan and her Adam's apple rolled, but she just reached out and hooked the back of her head to remove the veil.  Then he tore off her belt.

    "Master?" Zi Ning looked up at him.

    The coat was also wet, and it stuck to her body, outlining her curves. He restrained himself and turned his head away. The water dripped from his face and melted with sweat. He didn't want to wipe it off.

    Putting his fingers on her waist, Yan Ji unbuttoned her coat and took it off, whispering: "Rest overnight, there is time to dry."

    So as not to catch cold in wet clothes.

    But the underwear He saw the translucent little gown clinging to her body, and he was almost out of breath for a moment.

    Zining watched him put the purple coat on the branch.  It seems that he takes care of people more in the wild, maybe he can make do with it himself, so as not to suffer himself.

    Just as soon as she had this thought, she saw Yan Ji hastily turned his head and pulled out his black sheath sword.

    Yan Ji restrained his indiscriminate thoughts, he shook off the water droplets, and wiped the sword body with his sleeve to prevent it from getting wet and damaged. In the past, he could always calm down when wiping swords, but he could feel that when she looked at her again, her underwear half  If it sticks tightly to the skin, it will make your heart fire more vigorous.

    Meditation¡ª¡ªYanji took a deep breath, the floor was muddy, this is not a good place.

    He picked up her Hongjing sword again, took care of it with extreme care, wiped it back and forth, with so many thoughts that he even forgot about his own embarrassment.

    Zi Ning watched him wiping his sword, only felt that his eyebrows and eyes looked deeper under the moonlight, and his dark eyes seemed to contain something restrained and turbulent, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

    Sure enough, Yan Ji should be with Jian.

    Zining watched him wipe his sword endlessly, so he had no choice but to stretch out his hand and untie his robe: "Master, let's hang the clothes to dry."

    Only then did Yan Ji come to his senses and let go of the sword.

    There were trees in the forest, he used the dagger he carried with him to infuse his internal strength, and chipped a few boards, the two of them finally had a place to sit in the muddy forest.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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