Yin'er, Zhang Li's eighth-generation granddaughter, looks unremarkable in her behavior.
????????????? And her martial arts isn¡¯t that outstanding. No matter from any aspect, this Yin¡¯er is a very ordinary girl.
But it was such a young girl who attracted the Saint Sect to kill her.
No matter what Zhuo Lang thought, he could not imagine the motive of this saint's disciple to kill her.
"Shuai Lin, I'm curious, why did the Saint Sect kill her? There's no reason," Zhuo Lang thought about it before asking.
"At first, I thought there was something special about this girl, or that she had an enmity with the Saint Sect."
"However, it seems in the past two days that she has not yet reached the level of offending the Saint Sect. I am also a little curious."
Lin Xiao slowly opened his eyes and said.
Indeed, anyone would want to understand the reason.
"Do you want to ask Master Zhang?" Zhuo Lang said.
"No, please ask after something happens later. Let me see what secrets this girl hides."
"You can make the Saint Sect give up on killing me and kill this girl first."
Lin Xiao said slowly.
Zhuo Lang nodded, remained silent, and drove quietly to Li's house
at the same time.
Not long after Lin Xiao left, Wan Jin, the master of Wandao Sect, had returned.
At this time, Wanfeng, Yin'er and a group of Wandaomen disciples were respectfully waiting at the door.
Not long after, a Rolls-Royce slowly drove into Wandao Gate, and a middle-aged man with a bloated look but an imposing manner stepped out.
The man was wearing a training shirt and looked kind-hearted, but the overbearing sword energy made people feel the biting cold wind after opening three feet, and the blow made the person's cheeks feel faint pain.
I have to say that this man is quite capable.
After all, when he dared to challenge Xu Hao, although he was killed instantly with one move, he survived. From this point, it is not difficult to judge that his strength is at least at the level of a great master.
And he has mastered the essence of Wandaomen swordsmanship. At this stage, he may be able to fight against a strong person at the master level.
"Father, you are back." Wanfeng saw the man getting out of the car and hurried forward.
"Well, Feng'er, while I'm away these days, have you practiced your sword skills well?"
"Although it is difficult to use it in modern society, the things belonging to our ancestors cannot be lost."
Wan Jin said after walking over.
"My son practices for three hours every morning, never stopping." After Wan Feng finished speaking, he then added: "Father, look who is here."
"Yin'er has met uncle." When Yin'er saw Wan Jin with such fierce swordsmanship, she was really frightened for a moment. She seemed to subconsciously think that this man should be stronger than Lin Xiao's men.
"Yin'er?" Wan Jin was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't remember.
"Father, have you forgotten, this is Zhang Yin'er from the Zhang family in Lingzhou, and his ancestor is Zhang Li and Zhang Zhenren from Kunlun Mountain," Wanfeng quickly introduced.
Hearing this, Wan Jin was slightly startled and immediately overjoyed. Zhang Li was known to everyone in the entire northwest region. He was a famous old god.
His face is such that even the great lord of the northwest, Mo Chongtian, would respectfully call him Master Zhang when he saw him.
"It turns out it's Yin'er. We haven't seen her for so many years and she has grown so big. Come into the house quickly and say," Wan Jin said with a beaming smile.
Although Wandaomen is also famous in the northwest region, it is firmly suppressed by Mo Chongtian, and even has to pay high protection fees to Mo Chongtian every year.
If you can form a bond with Master Zhang on Kunlun Mountain, then you will naturally feel a lot more confident when you see Mo Chongtian in the future.
Although Yin'er has a stubborn personality, she has little social experience. Seeing that Uncle Wan was so respectful to her, she was a little flattered, so she nodded and followed Wan Jin into the living room.
As soon as he entered the living room, Wan Jin immediately ordered his servants to bring tea and water to entertain him.
This undoubtedly convinced Yin'er that she had come to the right place. The Wandaomen family had a great cause and was much safer than Lin Xiao's two people.
"I heard a few years ago that you followed Master Zhang to the Kunlun Mountains. Why are you back?" Wan Jin asked.
"Uncle Wan, I ran into some trouble. Originally, my master arranged for people to protect me, but I didn't like them, so I ran away."
"If Uncle Wan doesn't dislike it, can you help me?"
Yin'er said straight to the point.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Hearing this, Wan Jin's face darkened slightly. Good guy, have you offended someone? Are you here to take refuge?
After all, Wan Jin is an old man who has been around the world for many years. How shrewd he is.
He immediately said: "Who did you offend? Mo Chongtian?"
"No," Yin'er shook her head.
"It's not Mo Chongtian, is it the Feng family in the northwest?" Wan Jin asked again.
However, Yin'er still shook her head.
Wan Jin continued to ask several more powerful forces than his Wan Dao Clan, but Yin'er shook his head one by one.
"Haha, since what I said is not true, then who did you offend?" Wan Jin said.
Yin'er was a little hesitant. He didn't know if Wan Jin recognized Wan Jin when he told her about the Saint's Gate, or if he was afraid of her. He didn't know if Wan Jin would kick her out.
If the Wan Dao Sect cannot defeat the Saint Sect, then wouldn¡¯t she harm the Wan Dao Sect by staying here?
So Yin'er chose to tell the truth and said, "It's the Saint Sect."
When he suddenly heard the words Saint Sect, Wan Jin¡¯s brows tightened, and he had no impression of any information about this force.
After all, it¡¯s not surprising that Wanjin doesn¡¯t know about the Saint Sect. Even Death Scythe knew little about the Saint Sect at first, let alone a small Wanjia in Lingzhou.
"Haha, I know a thing or two about every famous force in the Northwest, the Yanhuang Kingdom, or internationally. I have never heard of this Saint Sect."
"I guess it's a third-rate force. Yin'er, rest assured. If this so-called Saint Sect dares to cause trouble, uncle will use my nine-ring sword to send him on his way." Wan Jin smiled, then stroked it and put it on the The nine-ring sword on the knife rest.
Yin'er was slightly happy. It seemed that Wanjin was not afraid of the Saint Sect. She would definitely be protected here.
"Yin'er, thank you Uncle Wan for your help." Yin'er quickly stood up and saluted.
"What are you talking about? You and Feng'er have been childhood sweethearts since childhood. How can Uncle Wan stand by and watch when you are in trouble?" Wan Jin said quite generously.
At this moment, Wanfeng also smiled slightly. As long as the so-called saint's sect came to cause trouble and his father beat him away, Yin'er would not be grateful to his Wan family. By then, everything would be fine.
at the same time.
On a quiet street only three kilometers away from Wandaomen, two figures suddenly appeared.
There is a man and a woman. Behind the woman, there is a young man with a blue face who looks like a corpse, which is extremely strange.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them at an extremely fast speed. He was dressed as a disciple of the Saint Sect.
"Three Saints, Four Saints, my subordinates have already investigated clearly. This woman appeared in the Li family in Lingzhou yesterday."
"But in the morning I went to a martial arts gym called Wandaomen in Lingzhou, and I'm in the gym now."
The disciple reported.
"It'll be easy to find it. Lead the way immediately. I'm still waiting to twist off Lin Xiao's head, so I don't want to waste time here," Gray said, raising his hand.
"yes!"
The disciple nodded and immediately went to Wandaomen. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com