"Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Um."

Yang Jian and Lan Ling walked side by side, one man wearing a python robe and the other man was armored and armored. They were all powerful, but only two of them were alone. No matter how they looked at it, they were quite inconsistent with their identities.

Yang Jian obviously discovered this and couldn't help but smile: "After all, my brother is the king of a country, it's not appropriate to have no support when you go out."

"The king of a country? Haha!" Lan Ling laughed at herself, naturally put her hands together with her hair, which was scattered by the wind and snow, and said sadly: "How long can we last?"

He had a normal behavior, but when he fell into Yang Jian's eyes, he felt soft and beautiful, just like a fairy in the snow. At this moment, Lan Ling became a peerless beauty with a look comparable to that of a Su Nu!

‘Damn! I really have bent?!’ Yang Jian was so scared that he quickly looked away, not daring to look at him again. He knew that he was talking about the attack on the Duchy of Xianyuan, so he couldn’t help but blurt out: “I will protect you! If I die, you will not die either!”

Lan Ling heard this promise, a trace of inexplicable Guan Hui flashed in her bright eyes, and she was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Thank you."

In the wind and snow, Yang Jian looked at Lan Ling, whose steps seemed to have become much lighter, and felt that she was like a girl who was in a happy mood after getting her favorite toys, which made him have a bold idea.

Maybe, it’s not that Benzhenjun has been bent, but that Lan Ling is a woman?

As soon as this idea came out, it became uncontrollable. The more Yang Jian looked at it, the more he felt that Lan Ling was a woman.

But I recalled that since the first meeting, although Lan Ling was beautiful, she did not have any signs of a woman. Whether it was a breast or an Adam's apple, she was all male characteristics.

‘No!’ Suddenly, a light flashed in Yang Jian’s eyes, and he found that he had been in a misunderstanding all along.

That is, after traveling through time, I found that the Bai Zhan area was extremely backward, both economic, military and cultivation were extremely backward, comparable to the stage of the martial arts world in the ordinary world. Therefore, I never thought that if Lan Ling had a cultivation level magic weapon on her body, everything could be explained.

Yang Jian was sure that he was absolutely not bent, because he thought of the delicate bodies of Kaisha and Liang Bing in the super god world, and when he thought of the imperial cult he met outside Wanjian City, the boy was extremely handsome, but he still felt a little discomfort deep in his heart and had goose bumps all over his body.

"Sher!"

Suddenly, just when Yang Jian was in a mess, a sudden sound of breaking through the air sounded in his ears. He almost did not hesitate, and shouted "Be careful" and then his body exploded. He pulled the blue feather, who was two or three steps ahead into his arms. A kite turned over and blasted the snow under his feet into a deep pit. The two of them had already jumped high.

"puff!"

In seconds, Yang Jian looked back and saw a feather arrow tied to the burning thunder and fire bombs inserted into the deep pit, and the lead of the thunder and fire bombs had reached the end.

"boom!!!!"

A loud bang, and a wave of air came. Yang Jian, who was in the air without any effort, had no choice but to try his best to protect Lan Ling, who was much smaller in his arms. The two were thrown high by the powerful air wave.

"Yang Jian!!"

Listening to the howling and explosion in his ears, Lan Ling, who had never paniced for a moment even when facing life and death, showed panic and confusion and concern, raised her head from Yang Jian's arms and looked at Yang Jian who was frowning slightly.

"It's okay." Yang Jian smiled slightly and comforted him softly.

Perhaps because he was sure that Lan Ling was a woman, Yang Jian actually had the courage to face him directly, and at the same time, his heart was soft and he didn't want him to be hurt at all.

Besides, he is really fine. He has achieved great success in "The Holy Body of Four Tribulations" and has achieved the bloodline of the "Chaos Demon Emperor". Now he is no longer a mortal body, but a body of the Demon Emperor. Although this thunder and fire bomb is powerful, it can kill a large number of people in the crowd, but if it is placed on Yang Jian, he may not have any problems if he swallows it directly!

He held Lan Ling and turned over in the air and landed steadily on the snow. In just a few breaths, they were surrounded and looked around and saw a total of 18 people, including men and women, old and young. The oldest of them seemed to be on the verge of silence, and at least one was only about five or six years old!

Seeing this, Yang Jian frowned and put down Lan Ling, but he was still close to his body to protect him, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Who sent you here?"

The eighteen people did not answer at this moment, but after the least little girl waved her hand, they took out the burning thunder and fire bombs from her bags behind her and threw them directly at Yang Jian and the others.

"Damn!" Looking at the thunder and fire bombs flying from all directions, even though these things could not cause any harm to him, they still couldn't hold back their angrily curses, and their eyes directly turned into Eternal Sharingan. A dark red upper body skeleton appeared instantly, wrapping the two of them.

"Boom!!!Boom!!!Boom......"

"Is this?" Lan Ling, who was in the center of the explosion and was ready to die even if she didn't die, could only hear the roar in her ears, but she did not suffer any harm. She couldn't help but open her eyes and saw a scene that surprised her and felt magical.

A dark red skeleton with only a rib above the rib, he and Yang Jian stood on a rib at the chest of the skeleton, slowly falling as the snow on the ground was overturned and collapsed. No matter how powerful the thunder and fire bombs were, they could not explode the dark red skeleton a little.

Yang Jian smiled at him sideways, but did not explain. Instead, he turned to look outside the skeleton and said, "These people asked but did not answer, with clear purpose, just to kill you. I think it should be sent by the Duchy of Xianyuan."

Lan Ling did not respond, but pulled his arms with shock and worry, walked around him, looked up at him slightly, and said worriedly: "Your eyes..."

Seeing that he cared about him, Yang Jian was excited. Anyway, he was 100% sure that Lan Ling must be a woman, and there was no burden in his heart. The arrogant and indifferent Sharingan looked directly at him and explained: "This is called Sharingan. The magic weapon I got by chance. Now the skeleton protects our skeleton is its own ability."

"There is such a treasure!" Yang Jian explained, Lan Ling was obviously relieved, and was amazed and envious. Then she remembered Yang Jian's words just now, and couldn't help but smile and said, "If it were an assassin from the Duchy of Xianyuan, I'm afraid that after seeing that I was not dead after this wave of thunder and fire bomb, she would take the 'Raging Pill' and forcefully upgrade her cultivation to the innate realm, and then rush to the self-explosion."

"You know thoroughly." Yang Jian nodded. Although he was smiling on his face, he felt even more pity for Lan Ling.

Being able to understand this so much means that you have been assassinated many times in the past, and the feeling that you will die at any time is probably unimaginable to ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian looked at him pitifully, put his hands on his shoulders, and said softly under the unnatural rosy face: "I'll send you back to the palace first."

It will no longer let you feel a trace of danger. This sentence is Yang Jian’s inner supplement.

Lan Ling frowned slightly and wanted to refuse, but she didn't expect a arrogant laugh to ring from far to near: "Hahahaha... you don't have to leave anymore!!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!