Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 71: Draw

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The bullet-like fireball is obviously inevitable. As soon as Lin Luoran retracted his whip, he imagined that he would split it like a foggy backhand. How can I know that the fireball hits a long whip and hits a metal one in a hundred? The long whip was suddenly lit.

Lin Luoran flicked the ground twice and couldn't put it out. Watching the fire spread, she decisively abandoned the long whip and threw it on the ground.

Hearing the metal whip "cracking" like the flame was burning like wood, Lin Luoran didn't even look at it. Instead, he rushed towards Wen Guanjing with a vertical sound--this person rode Lin Luoran to try to extinguish the flame. When I was pinching my handprints again!

Lin Luoran no longer has weapons in her hand to resist this weird fireball for her. Naturally, Wen Guanjing can no longer successfully perform the operation. The close battle, after the last time he hit Mu Tiannan in the embroidered building , Lin Luoran was quite confident in the fists taught by Master Jia, raised his palms, waved his palms and struck Wen Guanjing!

Wen Guanjing sensed the fierce palm wind, so naturally he didn’t have time to perform fireball skills anymore. Instead, he pumped his backhand and a white training suddenly jumped up. Lin Luoran looked at the cold light and forced himself to take it back. She dodged her palms aside, like this, a strand of long hair on her forehead was swept by the cold light, and it was light and fluttering, and it was scattered in the air.

Wen Guanjing stood with a white hand in hand, and Lin Luoran looked at it at this time, it turned out to be a soft sword with cold light!

Don't look at the soft swords that seem to be light and ineffective. They don't feel as powerful as heavy weapons, but they can be used to accurately attack with such a flexible weapon, that is a real master.

As a monk, Wen Guanjing may not be as profound as Lin Luoran, but in terms of the monk’s combat methods, he is indeed a systematic practice, a little bit of practice, whether it is knowledge or magic, it is not Lin Luo Of course, this rookie who is a monk can be compared.

After Lin Luoran chose to fight in close quarters, he discovered that Wen Guanjing was a master of martial arts with a sword like a rainbow—could it be that tonight is a dead end that must be lost?

Although I don’t know why Lin Luoran never chooses spells, the maximum is only to call spiritual energy. Wen Guanjing is also from the orthodox mountain of Shu. Seeing Lin Luoran empty-handed and holding a sword, he didn’t go. Being that villain, after cutting off a strand of Lin Luoran's hair, he did not pursue the victory.

Lin Luoran stood in place and looked at Zou Yaowei, who was only breathing on the ground. For a while, it was difficult to decide whether he wanted to fight Wen Guanjing.

She is not afraid of being hurt or bloody, but she is afraid that she will be here. Even after fighting with Wen Guanjing, she still cannot avenge Baojia...

"I think you haven't tried your best, why don't we just stop here?" Wen Guanjing watched Lin Luoran's expression change and couldn't help but speak.

It's not that Wen Guanjing is a kind to pedantic person. Lin Luoran's cultivation is only above him. Zou Yaowei is already seriously injured, and the action in the back half a month is imperative. Since there is a booster, is it a good thing to be able to pull back a bigger share?

Lin Luoran didn't know what he planned, but felt that this article's attitude towards the scenery was really weird. For a while, he fought with her, and for a while, it seemed that he couldn't kill him. Now, is it to negotiate?

Wen Guanjing said that, the gesture of holding the soft sword did not relax, Lin Luoran was not sure whether he was pretending to negotiate a peace, or really had any other plans.

The atmosphere between the two changed from confrontation to confrontation, which was a bit strange for a while.

Just as Lin Luoran was fighting between heaven and man in his heart, and wondering whether to fight hard or choose another day for revenge, a person came out of the alley that was originally inaccessible.

Since Lin Luoran's system was changed, she has had great eyesight. She doesn't know that this is not a general benefit of practice. Anyway, she can distinguish things in the dark, and she can see clearly with just a slight scan. The appearance of the person-surprised her very much, it was Mu Tiannan who was slapped by her not long ago!

Lin Luoran secretly called bad luck. This is where the new enemy has not gone and the old hatred has arrived. If Mu Tiannan and Wen Guanjing reach a consensus, one will drag her back and the other will attack her, it will be really sad.

"It's you!" Mu Tiannan seemed to walk two steps closer, and finally recognized Lin Luoran, and yelled at her with his finger.

An absurd illusion rose in Lin Luoran's heart. How did you feel that there was more joy than hate in Mu Wanwan's tone? Could it be that he is a masochist, that palm is slapped on the itch, so he doesn't hate her?

Lin Luoran shivered with disgust at his own guess, but the next moment he really frowned.

Mu Tiannan was recognizing Lin Luo and didn’t do anything else towards her. Instead, he ran forward and grabbed Wen Guanjing’s sleeve and called out "Brother Wen Shi." Lin Luo’s little voice made Lin Luo Then the goose bumps on the ground were shaken off.

But Wen Guanjing didn't feel sick at all, instead he asked with a smile on his face: "Xiao Nanzi, when have you returned to the capital?"

Is this still that serious and high combat value Wenguanjing? Lin Luoran's thoughts suddenly thought of the two words "danmei", and couldn't bear to see them "empathetic", and then he made up his mind to shine.

Glanced at Zou Yaowei on the ground, Lin Luoran resisted the urge to add another whip, and when he recounted the past while riding on Mu Tiannan and Wen Guanjing, he left the dark alley after a few moments.

Mu Tiannan was shocked, "What can I do, let her run away!"

Wen Guanjing changed her previous enthusiasm, withdrew her hand from Mu Tiannan's hand, and said coldly: "Okay, stop acting, grab my hand as soon as you come up, not to take the opportunity to let her go For what?"

Mu Tiannan smiled so deeply: "Then it will take Brother Wen to cooperate in order to succeed. Brother Wen, are you looking at this stinky girl and reluctant to start?"

Wen Guanjing slashed with a soft sword in his hand, "You think everyone is you! I left her to be sent to the ministry... You don't give me a reasonable explanation today, I am a prince Speak to your old man!"

Mu Tiannan laughed and avoided, not caring: "I also know her situation. If you want to pull someone, you must please me. Besides, you have to pull someone when they are fighting with each other. , No wonder I succeeded once, haha!"

Wen Guanjing looked at him suspiciously, "Are you serious, do you know where she came from?" Mu Tiannan was automatically filtered and mocked that he had never succeeded in poaching.

Mu Tiannan nodded, "If you give me that little sword, I will tell you."

Wen Guanjing kicked him flying, "You are not a monk, so I have given you what you can do, so there is no need to waste good things!"

……

Lin Luoran rushed out of the alley and turned around a few times to make sure that everyone came after him before he was ready to go back.

She had just trimmed her hair, and the black Lincoln stopped in front of her, and it seemed to have been around for a long time. The car window rolled down, revealing Liu Zheng's delicate face.

"Get in the car!"

Liu Zheng opened the passenger seat, but Lin Luoran opened the back of the car and got into it. Tonight, whether it is going to the Blue Bird Club to find Zou Yaowei, or dealing with the crowd, or even the fierce battle in the dark alley, it is very different from Lin Luoran's usual temperament. After a toss, it consumes not only aura and energy, but also a mind. It is also very tired.

She was sitting in the back seat with her eyes closed, but she noticed Liu Zheng peeping at her in the rearview mirror, and half opened her eyes: "Zou Yaowei was seriously injured. If you come back to pick me up like this, you are not afraid of the Zou family. To the Liu family?"

Liu Zheng held the steering wheel's hand and couldn't force it--sure enough, she was blaming him!