Thinking about Ran Qixi's previous actions and expressions, Han Ming knew that Ran Qixi really knew the deacon in front of him, but the real situation should not be a quasi-dual-cultural partner, because as soon as the deacon came out, Ran Qixi tried to shrink in the corner, and his eyes kept dodging. This was not what a quasi-dual-distance partner should do!

"This junior nephew Ran is the wife of his junior brother who has not passed the door. He also asked his senior brother to return him to his junior brother. The junior brother will remember his kindness!" The middle-aged man with white face came forward with a calm smile on his face.

"No, no, I have nothing to do with him!" Ran Qixi waved her hands repeatedly, and at the same time she involuntarily retreated backwards. Her entire small body shrank behind Han Ming, as if only hiding behind Han Ming could give her a sense of security.

Han Ming has practiced the secret technique of spiritual eyes for more than two years. Although he has not yet achieved great success, he can barely use it. Under his mental power perception, it is almost the same as the naked eye. He can roughly sense details such as eyes, face and other aspects!

When he turned his head, he realized that Ran Qixi's face was full of confusion and helplessness, like a disoriented little beast.

"What the hell is going on!" Han Ming's face was a little darker, and he didn't care about Ran Qixi's pitiful appearance at all.

"Uncle Master, I have nothing to do with him. That was all decided by my master before, and I didn't want it. Later, Master planned to terminate the engagement with me under my prayer, but before he could do it, Master died in a mission, and later he pestered me!" Ran Qixi staggered back a few steps.

"Senior Brother Han, this is my family business. This engagement was decided by my brother Lingshan Palace Master and Master Ran's nephew, Ruanmei Deacon. It has nothing to do with Senior Brother Han. Please return her to me and don't interfere more." The white-faced middle-aged man on the side added, and the words were full of warning.

"Uncle Master saves me. He practices the harmony and merit one by one. If I am taken away by him, I will definitely become a cauldron. I will be destroyed in my life and there is no possibility of building a foundation again!" Ran Qixi begged to Han Ming bitterly, looking extremely pitiful!

Han Ming raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, his face did not change much, he just stood there quietly, as if he was calculating something.

Han Ming stayed silently, nothing in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of the white-faced middle-aged man, he compromised, and in the eyes of Ran Qixi, he was the same. Uncle Han was really heartless. He had been together for nearly five years and was a cow and a horse for him, but now he was standing by.

The white-faced middle-aged man laughed proudly. It was indeed his elder brother's name. As soon as Weiwei took it out, he scared a mid-term monk so much that he didn't dare to interfere!

The white-faced middle-aged man looked full of pride. He bypassed Han Ming, raised his hand slightly, and grabbed Ran Qixi.

Ran Qixi felt that there was a fork in her life. One was taken away and became a cauldron from then on. When she was tired of playing or was useless, she threw it away directly, or traded it as an item, and never made any future. The other was to escape from the Deacon Hall, ask someone to receive an extradition mission, and escape from the sect for ten years and eight years to avoid the limelight!

But Ran Qixi knew very well that as long as she wanted to run away, the fat white man on the opposite side would definitely stop him. Although he had only advanced to the foundation-building stage in the past two years, he was definitely not comparable to the Great Perfection of Qi Training like her! Moreover, the fat white man is a deacon in the Deacon Hall. With a call and a hundred responses, many people are willing to help the deacon capture her, a cultivator in the Qi Training stage!

Although she knew that the possibility of escaping with her strength was very low, Ran Qixi was still unwilling to sit and wait for death. When the white-faced middle-aged man was about to catch him with one hand, she took off her light body technique under her feet, flashed slightly, and rushed towards the door of the hall.

"Hehe, Madam is still a husband. I was the twelfth level of Qi training two years ago? I still want to run away now, so I am so naughty!" The middle-aged man with white face fled when he saw Ran Qixi fleeing, not only did he not surprise him, but instead laughed twice.

The white-faced middle-aged man gently pinched the magic tricks in his hand, and ten green vines as thick as thumbs flew out from his sleeves, like more than ten spirit snakes, and arrived first. When Ran Qixi was about ten feet away from the entrance of the hall, he chased him closer.

Ran Qixi turned around and saw the vines chasing near her. Her face was filled with panic. However, after a moment she became slightly fierce, she threw out seven or eight talismans in succession, and continued to escape to the door of the hall with constant speed.

Although she knew which talismans could not stop the green vines, Ran Qixi had no choice. As long as she stopped for a while, she completely lost the chance of escaping.

Ran Qixi was betting that she was betting that the green vines would not hurt her, after all, middle-aged people with white faces still needed her as a cauldron!

The talisman greeted the waving green vines, and only a crisp sound of "Click!" was heard. All the talismans were pulled to the ground, and some were directly shattered without even being excited.

The talisman is completely vulnerable!

The green vine accelerated suddenly and chased Ran Qixi, waved it gently, and whipped it firmly on Ran Qixi's body protection light, easily shattering the layer of shield, but when it was about to pull Ran Qixi's body, it suddenly shrank and retreated!

"It's true!" Ran Qixi was happy, and pinched his magic tricks with both hands. He didn't know what secret technique he had used. His body suddenly twisted an incredible angle and rushed to the side, temporarily widening the distance from the green vine.

Ran Qixi twisted his feet and continued to rush towards the entrance of the hall.

Seeing Ran Qixi approaching the gate of the Deacon Hall, the white-faced middle-aged man was not anxious at all. Instead, he waved his hand gently, took back the vines, hugged them in front of his chest, and smiled.

Looking at the door of the hall right in front of him, a trace of excitement flashed in Ran Qixi's eyes. As long as she leaves the Deacon Hall, she can take out the top-grade flying boat, and the possibility of escaping from the sect is much greater!

But at this moment, a large red net faced Ran Qixi and directly put it inside.

"Ah, ah!" Ran Qixi struggled desperately in the spirit net, attacking the spirit net, but her resistance was like a bird in a cage constantly tearing the cage, and it didn't work at all!

"Hehe, Junior Brother Lingshui, don't blame the senior brother for hurting you by accident!" A red-robed foundation-building cultivator with a beard walked in from outside the hall and said with a smile.

"What did senior brother say? I want to thank senior brother for taking action!" Baimian Lingshui raised his foot toward Ran Qixi, who was tied up, with a smile on his face!

Lingshui looked at Ran Qixi's delicate face and concave and convex body, and a hint of shudder flashed in his eyes, but he pretended to be serious and said: "Madam, don't worry, although you practice for your husband one by one, you will definitely grasp the degree and will not damage the wife's origin!"

"Let me go!" Ran Qixi struggled hard, but the spiritual net outside was tighter and tighter, making her already convex and convex figure even more.

"Madam, you are so beautiful, and you can't help it!" Lingshui said, then stretched out a hand to hold Ran Qixi's snow-white chin, his face full of jokes.

Seeing Lingshui's fingers getting closer, Ran Qixi struggled was useless and could not hide at all. She could only close her eyes tightly, her face full of pain, as if she was about to be defiled.

Closed her eyes tightly, Ran Qixi did not feel the thick and fat finger. Instead, she felt a little darkening between her eyelids, as if something was blocking her, blocking the light around her.

Ran Qixi felt a trace of abnormality, but she didn't open her eyes because she was afraid that she would see Lingshui's fat and greasy hands when she opened her eyes!

But at this moment, Ran Qixi heard an angry shout, "What are you going to do!", this voice belongs to Lingshui!

Ran Qixi opened her eyes slightly in disbelief and immediately saw a tall figure with her back facing her, wearing a green robe. Although she could only see the back of her head, she could feel and imagine that this person must have been as usual, with few expressions on her face and a standard facial paralysis!

"Uncle Han!" Ran Qixi shouted with some trembling voice, and two lines of tears flowed down her face. She had given up and was about to accept the hellish fate in the future. However, she did not expect that the most hopes had been entrusted to her, but she was the one who was desperate to help her.

"Just just now, my senior brother forgot that this senior brother has some transactions with his senior brother. The transaction lasts for six years. The transaction is not over yet. The senior brother cannot let his junior brother take her away." Han Ming smiled faintly.

At the same time, Han Ming pointed with one hand and two rays of white sword energy flashed between his fingers, crossing and wandering slightly on Ran Qixi's body, cutting off all the spiritual nets on Ran Qixi's body.

The bearded monk saw that his spiritual net was easily cut off, and his face changed slightly. However, after glanced at the spiritual water, he calmed down a little and asked coldly: "This is Senior Brother Han, why did Senior Brother Han destroy me a spiritual weapon!"

Han Ming didn't turn his head, and there was no expression on his face. He just said lightly: "Hmph, senior brother hasn't questioned junior brother yet. Why should I attack senior brother first? Although she is just my servant!" Although this red-robed monk is also in the middle stage of foundation building, his aura is very unstable. It is obvious that only a few months into the middle stage, Han Ming is almost sure to advance to the late stage, and he really doesn't care much about it!

Lingshui and the bearded monk were both stunned for a moment. Obviously, they did not expect Han Ming to turn the tables, take the initiative to intervene, and destroy other people's spiritual weapons. However, they not only ignored the losses, but instead questioned them!

Although Ran Qixi, who was hiding behind Han Ming, was temporarily out of trouble, she was still nervous. After all, there were two Foundation Establishment Cultivators on the opposite side, but after hearing Han Ming's words, her face was strange. Uncle Han really took a detour.

"She is not yours. She is my perfect couple. She is just one double-day break ceremony and officially becomes a double-day monk. She is my person!" Lingshui gritted his teeth and whispered, his tone full of anger.

"Don't say that you haven't held a dual cultivation partner yet. Even if you are real dual cultivation partners, as long as the transaction with me is still there, she is my person. If you want to take it away, you have to ask my consent!" Han Ming said lightly, but there was an unquestionable feeling in his tone.

In the eyes of Lingshui and the red-robed monks, Han Ming's words were completely a naked provocation, and he did not take them seriously at all, but in Ran Qixi's eyes, Han Ming was now domineering, as if a mountain was blocking her.

"Senior Brother Han actually said this, that would be considered as contemptuous of me and the other two. If the junior brother passed on what his senior brother said today, I think my brother would come to the senior brother to discuss it myself!" Ling Shui clenched his fists slightly, gritted his teeth and said word by word, with the complete danger of being naked in his tone.

"Oh, Lord of Lingshan Palace? Then let him come and ask for someone in person!" Han Ming snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and turned his head and walked out of the hall.

Lingshui's eyes were full of surprise. This person with the surname Han was probably a fool. His brother was a false Dan stage or the lord of the first hall. The only elder of the Dan Sect has not returned for more than ten years. Now there are not many in the entire sect with a higher status than his brother. This mid-stage cultivator with the surname Han was not afraid at all. If he is not a fool, what if he is not a fool!

Ran Qixi opened her eyes wide and stared at Han Ming's back. Her heart was full of excitement. After four years of getting along, Master Han has been calm and unsightly, and she was almost forgotten that the sharpness of Master Han once slashed out a sword. Now Master Han has shown this sharpness a little, which is really attractive!

Looking at Han Ming's tall back intoxicatedly, Ran Qixi also forgot that she was in a dangerous place not long ago and was almost captured.

"You're not leaving yet? Do you want to stay here?" Han Ming turned his head slightly and asked Ran Qixi coldly.

"Oh!" Ran Qixi woke up from her daze. When she turned around, she saw Lingshui and the red-robed monk two or three meters away. She suddenly remembered that she was not completely safe. Once Han Ming left, she would fall into danger again.

Ran Qixi glanced at Lingshui, as if she was avoiding snakes and scorpions, jogging and chasing Han Ming all the way and heading out of the hall.

At this moment, Lingshui and the red-robed monk looked at each other, murmured a few words on their lips, then suddenly burst out and shot towards Ran Qixi's back.

Seeing that the threat of softness was not good, the two of them actually wanted to use the strong, and wanted to snatch Ran Qixi away directly.

Ran Qixi heard the sound of wind behind him and immediately turned his head, but saw Lingshui and the Red Robe Foundation Establishment Cultivator had already rushed to his eyes.

Faced with the sudden attack of two Foundation Establishment cultivators, Ran Qixi, a Qi-Practice Cultivator, could not resist at all, and had time to shout "Uncle Han."

Lingshui and the red-robed monk had a good plan and forcibly captured Ran Qixi. Then one of them dragged Han Ming and the other one sent Ran Qixi into the back hall of the Deacon Hall. They felt that no matter how stupid the Han surnamed Han was, they would not dare to break into a Deacon Hall. When the Lord of Lingshan Palace returned, how could this Han surname dare to cause trouble again!

Lingshui and the red-robed monk had a good plan, but the result was not very good. They just stuck behind Ran Qixi, but were shocked to find that the Han surname, who should be four or five feet away, had actually come closer.

Lingshui and the red-robed monk's pupils suddenly shrank. Lingshui entered the foundation-building stage, and his magic power was available, but his fighting consciousness was still in the Qi training stage. He was so scared by Han Ming that he forgot to resist!

"Hmph, overestimate one's own abilities!" Han Ming snorted coldly, swept the silver sword weapon in his hand suddenly, and pieces of silver sword energy sprinkled.

The red-robed monk is already a mid-stage monk, and his reaction speed is much stronger than that of Lingshui. He quickly reacted, waved his hand and threw out a small red shield, and shouted loudly: "Yu"

However, Han Ming was so close that he naturally would not give them time to urge them to defend themselves. The sword energy swept down and directly slashed on the red shield that had not yet exerted much power, easily slashing it to the ground.

Then a large sword light was like a torrent of sword energy, sweeping across Lingshui and the red-robed monks flew out dozens of feet before hitting hard on the ground. During this period, Lingshui and the red-robed monks were like straws in the torrent, without a trace of resistance!

Lingshui fainted, and his robe was broken, revealing a large piece of snow-white fat. However, hundreds of tiny wounds exploded later, and strands of blood oozed out of it, making his body white and red, very strange.

The same is true for the monks of red robe. Most of their robe were broken, and their bodies were covered with small scars, and they were constantly covered with blood, but they were not in a coma.

Strongly sitting up, the red-robed monk looked at Han Ming with a completely different look. His eyes were full of fear. There were hundreds of tiny wounds on his body. In other words, the senior brother Han on the opposite side could kill him hundreds of times. If Senior Brother Han had the intention of killing, he would have become a pool of minced meat now.

This Senior Brother Han is definitely not an ordinary mid-stage cultivator, and his strength is definitely above the late stage. The Red-robed monk was very regretful. Why did he help Lingshui make a grudge with this Senior Brother Han just to repay favors? For people with such strength, the Lord of Lingshan Palace is afraid that he is unwilling to make grudges.

"Let's go." Han Ming said lightly, regardless of the Qi-Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Clans around him, he walked straight outside.

"Oh!" Ran Qixi looked at the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators who fell to the ground in the distance, then looked at Han Ming's back, and responded in a muffled manner, as if they were still in shock. They still had to find the latest chapters by reading books? You are out, follow the beautiful editor on WeChat to help you find books! You really want to read books and flirt with girls!

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