I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Outside Shengjing City.

Enter the red-feathered kite.

Han Ze was a little embarrassed: "Senior Sister Ning, actually you don't need to accompany me back. There are still many places to play in Shengjing City..."

Ning Ruan held the sword box and sat on the Red Feather Kite, saying calmly: "It's not urgent, I found something more fun."

Han Ze:? ? ?

"Why did you come out today?" Ning Ruan suddenly asked.

"It was the outer steward who asked me to go to Zhenxiu Shop to buy some things... Then I met Jiang Yue and the others..."

Although I feel that Senior Sister Ning’s thinking is a bit out of the ordinary.

Han Ze still replied without any concealment.

"They want to buy your green light tattoos?"

"Well..." Han Ze's eyes gradually became sharp:

"Jiang Yue...is a member of the Jiang family of the West Family.

She used to be my fiancée...but later, she broke off the engagement.

In fact, I don't blame her for breaking off the engagement. After all, my cultivation was abolished, so she should have broken off the engagement.

But I didn't expect...she would use Yang Xuan's influence to force me to sell the Green Light Thorn to her sister...

Yang Xuan was the person traveling with her. He was a direct descendant of the Yang family in the Dayanxi family. Like Jiang Yue, he was a direct descendant of Yanyue Peak.

At first I thought it was just a coincidence, but now it seems that even my mission today has something to do with them. "

Han Ze lowered his head slightly.

There was bitterness and fierceness in his eyes.

He even hated himself a little.

It's all my fault for being too weak.

Therefore, the few disciples of the Han family who have entered the inner sect can be unscrupulous and try every means to cause trouble for them.

Even Jiang Yue could just say a word and have the outer door steward send him out.

"Then is there a possibility that... they can't buy your Qingguang thorn, so they want to kill you and snatch you first?"

Han Ze was still immersed in sadness.

Ning Ruan's voice suddenly came to his ears.

He suddenly froze, with a look of astonishment on his face: "It shouldn't be possible, right?"

"Oh, if it weren't for them..." Ning Ruan flexed her fingers and knocked on the sword box in her arms:

"If it wasn't them... then who would have been following us since we left the restaurant?"

Han Ze:! ! !

Silently following a few people in the Western Zhou Dynasty at Red Yu Yuan:! ! !

Ning Ruan touched his chin and added extremely seriously: "There is more than one person following you."

The voice just fell.

She then threw a handful of Thunderbolt 2.0 towards the right with her backhand.

Han Ze looked solemnly and took out the green light thorn without hesitation.

But the expected explosion did not come.

Instead, a very rough laughter sounded:

"Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I would have been tricked by a light girl today."

Right side.

Two figures suddenly appeared.

They all stand in the sky.

One person was accumulating fireballs in his hand, and his face looked slightly cold.

The other person has a rough figure and no elemental aura when his spiritual power is running. He is obviously an individual practitioner.

But in the hand of the body cultivator, he was holding a dark and extremely strange cloth bag.

"Little girl, what is this black ball of yours? It actually makes me feel a little bit of danger? Fortunately, I have a Qiankun bag prepared."

The big man carrying the black bag smiled gloomily and looked at Ning Ruan with eager eyes:

"I really didn't expect that I would get an unexpected harvest today. Little girl, since you bumped into it yourself, let's go on the road together.

When you die, your black ball will belong to me. "

Listening to the big man's threats.

Ning Ruan's eyes became brighter and brighter, her eyes fixed on the black bag in the big man's hand, and her clear voice slowly sounded:

"I also like this bag in your hand. It's mine."

Big man:? ? ?

Han Ze:......

The man with a cold expression holding the fireball on the side said:...

"Gou San, stop talking nonsense, pay attention to her black ball, come on together!"

The man with a cold expression glanced at the big man impatiently.

The big man suddenly laughed sinisterly, "Little girl, I originally wanted you to live a little longer. Since my brother doesn't agree, then you should die now."

The voice just fell.

The big man flew towards the red feathered kite.

Ning Ruan stood up holding the sword box and moved her fingers slightly.

The big man over there laughed out loud: "Little girl, if you want to throw the black ball, throw it away quickly. My Qiankun bag can swallow as many as you throw, hahaha."

The man with a gloomy expression was flying diagonally above the red-feathered kite.

The cold eyes were locked on Ning Ruan and Ning Ruan like poisonous tongues.

"Fire Prison Technique!"

The man shouted loudly.

Ning Ruan saw the intertwining flames in the sky.

Falling towards them.

"Senior Sister Ning, please use the bed in the secret realm to leave quickly, and I will hold them back."

Han Ze's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth and looked at Ning Ruan.

Those who can do it without relying on flying spiritual weapons are at least those above the Western Region.

Even when he was still in cultivation, he might not be able to defeat him.

Ning Ruan held the sword box and remained motionless, "I won't. I'd be too embarrassed to sit on the bed and run away."

Han Ze choked for the first time:...

People are about to be killed. Is this the time to pay attention to face?

"Sister Ning, you cover your face and run away? I beg you!"

Ning Ruan:...

"Why are you running away? I'm going to fight back!"

Han Ze:......

"Sister Ning, you are just light..."

Before Han Ze finished speaking, he saw a girl in a green shirt suddenly patting the black sword box in her hand.

"Xiao Hong, let's go and fuck them!"