Lin Zhanqing was shaking and looked at the restaurant shopkeeper with a blurred look. He slapped his mouth and cursed:

"You stinky wool! You touch the piece of meat on your breasts and say with conscience. Am I good to you? Why are you getting along with Wang Ermazi, who is playing gambling in the town? I, I have no money! I am in good health! You bitch! You slut! You just like the gambling game there are a bunch of dog guys! Bad things!"

The restaurant shopkeeper was obviously kind-hearted, but Lin Zhanqing's face turned red with a slap. He was just going to get angry. Unexpectedly, Lin Zhanqing said something like this. The restaurant shopkeeper hesitated for a while, sighed and said:

"Little brother, we are all men. My brother knows that you feel bad, but you can't torture yourself like this. Listen to my advice, go home."

After the restaurant shopkeeper finished speaking, he patted Lin Zhanqing on the shoulder. He went back to the restaurant and went to entertain guests and take care of the business.

Lin Zhanqing was shaking by himself, after walking through several streets. In the shadows in a corner, it was almost an instant that the person disappeared.

Lin Zhanqing used his light skills and walked quickly towards the city gate at the ridge of the big house.

Almost a few flashes, Lin Zhanqing had arrived at the city gate northeast of Qinwang Island. He took a light breath, raised his breath slightly, and his body lightened. Lin Zhanqing jumped straight up. When he turned around in the air, he had already climbed over the city wall.

The sea wall on the city wall is only a 1 meter wide ground. It was possible that you could jump off the city wall with just two steps.

But Lin Zhanqing was motionless on the city wall at this time, because there were people on the sea walls of the city walls, and there were more than a dozen people. Judging from his eyes and figure, he was all martial arts people and masters.

Lin Zhanqing neither moved forward nor retreated. Although these people stared at Lin Zhanqing, they did not seem to be fighting with Lin Zhanqing.

At this time, one of the dozen people was an old man who looked to be in his seventies.

He was wearing a yellow silk robe and a sheepskin coat on the outside. His hair was all white and he was hunched over. His yellow face was covered with wrinkles, but his eyes were full of gloss.

The old man took a step forward, his expression was very calm, and he spoke:

"You don't need to panic, this little friend. We are local martial arts people on Qinwang Island. We have no malice towards you."

Lin Zhanqing looked at the old man not like he was lying, and he could not lose his etiquette no matter what. So Lin Zhanqing clasped his fists and said:

"Hello, senior, boy is a martial artist in the Central Plains. When he passed by this place, he was chased for no reason. Everything was a last resort. The boy had no intention of offending Qin Wang Island. Please give a good look."

After hearing this, the old man looked up and down at Lin Zhanqing, nodded slightly and said:

"My friend doesn't need to explain. We probably know what happened in the city. It's my martial arts fellow in Qinwang Island, I'm sorry. My friend, don't be polite, leave quickly. Our martial arts fellow in Qinwang Island, just think that we don't know anything. This is the greatest extent we can do, so don't dislike me."

Lin Zhanqing was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he realized. He asked as if he didn't believe it:

"Senior, is this? Can I leave?"

The old man said straight:

"Young guy, don't be polite, go!"

Lin Zhanqing understood immediately and clasped his fists at the old man and the dozen people behind him.

Without saying a word, he climbed over the city wall and disappeared into the night.

Two miles outside the Qinwang Island city, a white horse was tied alone to a tree. There was a bag on the back of the white horse, and there was dry food and water in the bag.

When Lin Zhanqing saw this, he knew that it was prepared by the martial artists from Qinwang Island. He untied the rope of the horse, rode the horse to the northeast, and ran away.

Lin Zhanqing was riding on a horse while sighing secretly.

The martial arts people on Qinwang Island must know what was going on to kill Chen Rou. No matter what, they definitely don’t want to implicate Qinwang Island.

The person who wants to kill Chen Rou is indeed a local person from Qinwang Island. This way, he can not only give himself a favor, but also not offends the power who wants to kill Chen Rou. It is truly a waste of water.

No matter what, Qinwang Island’s sincerity cannot be faked. This is enough.

Lin Zhanqing had just ran far away when he saw a branch on the tree beside the road cut by a sword. The branch pointed to Lin Zhanqing's left hand and the incision was slanted upwards.

Lin Zhanqing immediately knew that this was the secret code that Dongfang Wan left for him. He immediately ran to the left hand pointed by the branch.

After running for less than two miles, another branch was cut off. The branch pointed to the right side, and the cut was slanted downward. Lin Zhanqing looked at it and still headed to the left side.

After about two miles away, a branch was cut from the middle. Lin Zhanqing looked carefully and still ignored it. He walked straight to his left hand.

Lin Zhanqing rode his horse in this night, and his speed was no slower than during the day.

In addition to Lin Zhanqing's eyes being extremely clear, the horse's credit was most of the time. The white horse's four hooves rushing, looking at the night like day. It soon ran for more than ten miles.

Lin Zhanqing looked for the secret code left by Dongfang Wan from time to time and adjusted the direction according to the secret code.

He didn't stop all night and ran until dawn. However, Lin Zhanqing slowed down, not because he had found Dongfang Wan, but because Lin Zhanqing saw something interesting and worthwhile.

Blood gradually appeared on the ground, and the blood was getting heavier and heavier. Lin Zhanqing was still riding a horse, but only letting the horses walk slowly. After a while, more than a dozen people appeared in Lin Zhanqing's eyes.

They were covered in blood and their eyes were cold. They were holding their weapons and sat on the side of the road.

Seeing someone coming, they all looked at Lin Zhanqing together. The eyes of more than a dozen sharp swords were like more than a dozen sharp swords. Although Lin Zhanqing was not afraid of them, he felt cold after gaze like this.

These dozen people just looked at Lin Zhanqing and did not do anything, and Lin Zhanqing would not have any intention of catching up with him.

Lin Zhanqing walked past more than a dozen people in a swagger. After walking a little further, Lin Zhanqing clamped his legs and the white horse ran quickly.

One of the dozen people, who was holding a knife, said in a low voice:

"It should be him."

There was no expression afterwards.

The dozen or so people seemed to have nothing happened before, just sitting on the side of the road with their weapons in their arms.

Lin Zhanqing ran another four or five miles away, and saw blood stains starting to appear on the ground from a distance, with more and more blood stains becoming heavier and heavier.

Lin Zhanqing already knew it. When he could not see any figure, he pulled the reins and turned his head into the woods beside the road, and disappeared.

When it was getting late, the dozen people who had seen Lin Zhanqing in their company during the day walked along the way together.

When the dozen people were completely lost, Lin Zhanqing suddenly appeared from the woods. Only Lin Zhanqing was the only one, and the white horse did not follow.

At this time, five miles away,

It's a different scene.

Dongfang Wan held a long sword in her hand, like the Nine Heavens Xuanniao descending to earth. She looked around coldly, and Chen Rou hid behind Dongfang Wan.

There were more than a dozen corpses spread out on the ground around the two men.

Not far away, there were more than forty people standing, holding various weapons, but they didn't dare to move forward.

The leaders were three men, who were about the same height, shortness, fatness and thinness. The three men were wearing sheepskin coats and wrapped them in light yellow cloth layer by layer, all of which were used to use swords.

The three of them have their own characteristics, one with a small eye, one with a big mouth, and the other with a yellow face. They are all around forty years old, and they look like three brothers.

The man with yellow skin stood in front of him and spoke:

"The fairy in white is really good at martial arts, and I admire her. All of us are not the opponents of the fairy in white. So please help the fairy in white to take advantage of the life of the Miss Shen family."

Dongfang Wan didn't even look at it, and said coldly:

"no."

The yellow man said again:

"We also know that this plea is shameless. But Miss Shen's life is so valuable that it is enough for us to enjoy it. So we can only fight for our lives. Dozens of people come together, and the fairy in white will never take care of it."

Dongfang Wan still said coldly:

"It depends on your own ability."

The yellow man sighed and said:

"Why should Miss Shen and Fairy in White do this without any relatives or reasons? Fairy in White really refuses to do it?"

Dongfang Wan glanced at the withered man coldly and said:

"Why do you have to talk nonsense?"

The yellow man knew that these useless efforts were really useless. He lowered his head slightly, then raised his face. He looked decisive and said loudly:

"Brothers, there's no way. I'll trade my life!"

As the man withered and yellow face gave the order, dozens of people howled loudly as if they were desperate.

Then they all looked at their own hands and saw various airflows, sword blades, fist waves, various colors of light, and various changes. They all attacked Dongfang Wan and Chenru.

Of course, these offensives don't care about Dongfang Wan, but it is a troublesome to protect Chen Rou behind her at the same time.

If it were just Dongfang Wan, he could rush into the enemy in an instant and take away a few lives with one sword.

But at this time, Dongfang Wan could only use various sword lights quite clumsyly to resist the various attacks ahead and protect Chen Rou behind her.

The other party did not dare to step forward easily, obviously because he was afraid of being slashed by Dongfang Wan with a sword.

The two sides were in a stalemate, but Dongfang Wan was alone after all. Under the continuous attacks of dozens of people on the other side, she gradually felt a little struggling.

At this moment, more than a dozen people rushed straight to the more than forty people who wanted to kill Chen Rou. Judging from the costumes and dressing, they were the people Lin Zhanqing met in the early morning.

The dozen people were all very powerful in martial arts, not weaker than the more than forty people. But the number was smaller, and they could only be one to two or three, or even one to four. As a result, they quickly became reluctant.

Almost in the next moment, several people were killed.

In another moment, several more people were killed. And only two of them were injured after more than 40 people killed Chen Rou.

In another moment, there were only five or six people left.

Dongfang Wan never left her step from beginning to end, completely protecting Chen Rou. She didn't care much about the fact that there were only five or six people left for help.
Chapter completed!