Lan Yingying was already ready to anger the man and then asked him to kill her, but she was stopped by someone. When she looked up, the young man in blue was smiling at her, with a familiar and natural tone, as if the two knew each other.

But, does she know him?

When Mo Ye saw Tang Ning appear, he also appeared. When the monks saw the two people who suddenly appeared, their faces changed drastically: "Who are you!"

"Tsk, all bleed."

Tang Ning looked at Lan Yingying's skin-breaking hand and raised her hand. The rope that tied her fell into her hand. He stretched out his hand and wiped the spiritual sense above, then put it in her hand, saying, "This person's quality is not high, so I don't want to have this bundle of immortal ropes. You can keep it! Maybe it's useful in the future."

Lan Yingying looked at him blankly, feeling a little unresponsive.

"Come back!"

The man in the leader watched his treasure be wiped with his spiritual marks. He immediately stepped forward and reached out to grab the bundle of immortal ropes. However, a round bamboo shot down on the stretched claw with a bang.

"ah!"

It seemed as if it was a slight sound, but the monk screamed, and his retracted hand trembled. Only he knew that the bone of this hand was broken!

Seeing that the momentum was not good, the other people immediately ran away, but they did not expect that the round bamboo in Tang Ning's hand flew out and knocked the few people to the ground.

"puff!"

Blood spurted out from the mouths of those people. They felt that the place they were hit by the round bamboo, and a pain spread from there, making it difficult for them to breathe.

"Leave the rest to you?" Tang Ning asked at Lan Yingying beside him.

Lan Yingying blinked her eyes, her eyes fell on the round bamboo, and she looked at the people around her again, thinking of the five-year-old child in her memory, and she didn't recover for a while.

Could it be him?

This outfit and this familiar tone really look like him!

"Hmm?" Tang Ning raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh, okay." She came to her senses, nodded quickly, looked at the people in front of her, took out a dagger from the space and walked forward.

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The other monks looked pale and their eyes were filled with fear. They thought they were a beautiful man, but they did not expect that they would die in the end.

Lan Yingying seemed to have an idea in her mind. Seeing that they were injured on the ground, she stepped forward and took their lives with a knife. When she walked towards the monk in the lead, the monk pursed his lips, his face turned pale, and his gloomy eyes stared at Lan Yingying in front of him.

Just as she approached, he pulled down the sleeve arrow on his arm, and a poisonous sleeve arrow flew out with a sound, but instead of heading towards Lan Yingying, he shot at Tang Ning.

In his opinion, as long as these two suddenly appeared first, the remaining little girl would not be able to become a climax.

However, neither Tang Ning nor Mo Ye were fuel-efficient lamps. How could that man's trick escape their eyes? When Tang Ning saw the sleeve arrow shooting, he just raised the round bamboo in his hand and turned his head and shot into his eyebrows with a whirlwind.

"Um!"

With a muffled groan, the man fell down with his eyes wide open. Until his death, he had a strong sense of reluctance and resentment in his eyes.
Chapter completed!