Chapter 93 Deportation

Compared with Shangguan Yanran, the old man's words were few. Only when Han Ruoli didn't say anything, he expressed his feelings. The pain of being imprisoned for the past decades caused pressure on Han Ruoli, but Han Ruoli didn't care at all.

On this day, as soon as Han Ruoli woke up, he saw the mysterious man looking at him. Han Ruoli broke out in a cold sweat and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The mysterious man waved his hand, and the people behind him opened the cage door, rushed in and tied Han Ruo away from a pillar. The mysterious man said to Han Ruoli, "I've had enough of it. I'm not in the mood to play with you anymore. I'll give you a chance. Do you say it or not?"

Although Han Ruoli was tied up, he was still secretly happy in the face of the threat of the other party, which showed that he had done the hint in Shangguan Yanran's heart, and the other party did not have the patience to continue to play with him. "You don't want to get any information from my mouth."

"Damn!" The man held a sword on Han Ruoli's neck and said, "I serve you deliciously. You won't say a word. Do you really think your cheap life is the most worthless?"

"I know very well that you dare not kill me and kill me. You will never know the secret of the 'Kowloon Cup', let alone where my master Jian Wuchen is."

"I won't kill you!" The man's sword slowly moved down, "I'll castor you first and make you an eunuch."

"If you let me be a eunuch, I will commit suicide. Damn, it's better to die than to live without this thing. Anyway, if I die, you still don't know anything. My master will also avenge me."

Han Ruoli was really scared this time. The man's sword cut Han Ruoli's trousers, "Give you one last chance. I really want to see how you are going to commit suicide, three or two..."

Han Ruoli secretly bit the tip of his tongue and stared at the man opposite him. The mysterious man smiled proudly on his face, "If you don't say, I'm going to cut it down."

Han Ruoli's face became bigger and bigger. The man thought that Han Ruoli's angry face was deformed. When he was proud, Han Ruoli spewed out a mouthful of blood. The man shouted and retreated several steps continuously... The sword in his hand pierced into Han Ruo's body.

Then, screams kept coming. Shangguan Yanran and the old man looked really. The mysterious man's face began to fester, and his hand scratched his face. In a few seconds, the man fell to the ground and died motionless.

Han Ruoli was also very surprised. Why is there no such venom in the blood flowing from his body? Only the blood flowing from the tip of the tongue is highly poisonous. Is it related to the snake blood I drank? Han Ruoli had no way of knowing that the severe pain had paralyzed his nerves, rolled his eyes and fainted.

Shangguan Yanran and the old man were stunned. Han Ruoli once told Shangguan Yanran that his blood was indispensable to open the secret of the 'Kowloon Cup'. Now Shangguan Yanran also has to believe that Han Ruoli's blood is indeed different from others.

The mysterious man died, Han Ruoli fainted, and those disciples ran out.

Shangguan Yanran opened his cage door, went to Han Ruoli and lit several acupuncture points on his body. The wound pierced by the sword stopped bleeding. The old man also came out by himself and asked, "Is he dead?"

Shangguan Yanran shook her head, "He is really not afraid of death and refuses to tell the secret of death. Unfortunately, we have known the secret of the 'Kowloon Cup', and now we are looking for the nine 'Kowloon Cups' scattered in the martial arts."

"However, it is impossible to uncover the secret without Han Ruoli's blood. Are we going to keep Han Ruoli in custody?"

"No." Shangguan Yanran said, "Han Ruoli said that there is also a 'Kowloon pot'. He will not take out the 'Kowloon pot' in any case. Why don't you let him go? When we find nine cups, we can find a way to find the 'Jowloon pot' and take away his blood by the way, we can uncover the secret left by Jian Wuchen."

"But isn't Jian Wuchen dead?" The old man's tone was full of strong doubts.

Shangguan Yanran was not sure and said, "Jian Wuchen's martial arts are unparalleled. Some people have seen him die, and some people have seen him buried, but I have heard all these, and I have heard that there is a kind of closed suction skill..." This is already obvious. In short, it is, that is, I don't believe that Jian Wuchen is dead.

The old man also stopped exploring this question and asked, "So what should we do next?"

Shangguan Yanran said, "Wrap his wound, put it in an inn, and inform the people of Aojian Villa to secretly come to lead people. Remember to make it clean and don't leave any clues."

At this time, the door of the water prison was opened again and more than a dozen people rushed in. Those people were about to speak. Shangguan Yanran waved her hand and went straight out of the water prison. The old man ordered: "Bound the wounds on Han Ruoli's body and send someone to inform Aojian Villa to lead people..."

Yes! The elder."

Youzhou City Aojian Villa, Ling Qianxue looked at the snowflakes scattered outside the window and gradually forgot the passage of time. The days he missed were like years. Since Han Ruo left, Ling Qianxue often dazed here. Squirrels and parrots accompanied him, and these two small animals did not have the spirit of the past.

"Sister Qianxue... Sister Qianxue..." Ruo rushed in in in a panic without even knocking on the door.

Ling Qianxue turned her head, looked at Ruoran gasping and asked, "What's wrong? So flustered, this is not yours.

Ruran holds a letter in his hand and gasps heavily. At first glance, he pays attention to the breath when running. If a martial arts practitioner develops a habit, how can he not pay attention to these? There is only one situation, that is... forget!

"Sister Qianxue...look...look at this..."

Ling Qianxue took the letter in Ruoran's hand, which was very simple: "Han Ruoli is in the third private room on the second floor of Ruyi Inn in Youzhou City. He is seriously injured and in a coma. I hope you can pick it up secretly and don't be found."

"Where did it come from?" Ling Qianxue's hand trembled slightly. This was the first time that Han Ruoli had received news about him in half a month. Whether it was true or not, it was enough to make Ling Qianxue feel excited.

Ruoran gasped and said, "Someone just sent me here, but I didn't see anyone. I smashed the door and left this and left. I sent someone to chase it, but the person who came back said they didn't catch it. I don't know if it's true or a trap, but I want to go to this Ruyi Inn. When he said the last sentence, Ruoran's voice was so small that he couldn't hear it.

Ling Qianxue grabbed the letter with her hand, and the letter paper was tucked into a ball. She said to Ruoran without hesitation, "I'll go, don't say anything about this matter. How many people know?"

"Only my two disciples on duty to watch the door know."

"Let them keep it secret. I'll go to the Ruyi Inn by myself."

"But..." Ruo Ran reminded, "What if this is a scam?"

"I don't have time to think so much." Ling Qianxue picked up her sword and quickly walked out of the room. The squirrel was stunned when he heard that it was Han Ruoli's news. He jumped from the beam to Ling Qianxue and refused to come down.

Ruoran also wants to keep up, but Ling Qianxue has gone far.

In Ruyi Inn, Ling Qianxue came directly to the room written in the letter and gently knocked on the door twice. It was dead and there was no sound at all. The squirrel left Ling Qianxue's body in a daze and found a gap to get into the room.

Ling Qianxue silently listened to the sound inside outside the door. After about a minute, Ling Qianxue knocked on the door again. The squirrel stayed inside and screamed and summoned Ling Qianxue to enter. Although Ling Qianxue can't understand what the squirrel is calling, she knows very well. She is very smart. It can scream in it, mostly without anyone.

pushed the door slightly hard, there was no hidden weapon expected, and there were no ambush people attacking. The room was very luxurious, and it was a superior room. Han Ruoli lay inside **, his chest fell together, and his breathing seemed very weak.

Ling Qianxue quickly stepped forward and saw Han Ruoli's dry purple mouth and put her hand on his forehead. The temperature on his forehead was very scary. Is this the scar mentioned in the letter? Gently lifted the quilt and saw the blood stains and bandaged wounds on Han Ruoli's body. Ling Qianxue's tears came again, with excitement and emotion. Even she didn't know why she had so many tears after knowing Han Ruoli.

The squirrel stayed at the head of the bed and jumped to express his excitement, and sometimes rubbed his cold side face with his body.

Han Ruoli never woke up. Ling Qianxue didn't know what to do. Did she leave here with Han Ruoli in her arms? How many people's ideas will it get? When others know that Han Ruoli has returned to the Aojian Villa in Youzhou City, will some so-called martial arts decent people take him away?

If she doesn't leave, Han Ruoli's appearance at this time makes Ling Qianxue feel distressed and scared, and her lips are purple, which seems to be a sign of poisoning. Unfortunately, she is not Tang Ziyan, and she can't detoxify. It's definitely not a long-term solution in this inn.

The squirrel stayed by Han Ruoli's bedside and turned around. Ling Qianxue saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, grinded it herself, and wrote a letter on the paper. After the ink was dry, Ling Qianxue folded the paper and said in a daze, "Dumb, please give this letter to Ruoran. Can you find Ruoran?"

The squirrel stayed in Ling Qianxue's hand and did not jump. His two front paws held the letter and clicked up and down his head. Ling Qianxue put it on the table and said, "Go, please."

Dumbly bit the letter with her mouth and jumped out of the window. Ling Qianxue sighed and prayed that the letter would not be found. The letter was very obscure, and only Ruoran could understand it.

The sky has been pressed down little by little. Three hours have passed, and three hours are six hours. For one of them, he is hungry without eating or drinking, but Han Ruoli is still seriously injured. He lies motionless in **, nothing but breathing.

Ling Qianxue grabbed Han Ruoli's hand and refused to let go for a moment. She never thought that she would meet Han Ruoli. On that day, she was desperate and felt that life was meaningless. God gave them a chance to meet. Unfortunately, she didn't have much time to accompany her. Look at the long flow of water with him.

No one knows that on the day after Han Ruo left, Ling Qianxue came to the forbidden place of Aojian Villa and found the self-deform swordsmanship that had been missing for decades. Once practiced, it must be like a magic map. Ling Qianxue has made up her mind and did not hesitate to practice martial arts, just waiting for the day when the martial arts are completed. Shangwuyue Sword School slaughtered those hypocritical people. None of the taboo martial arts secrets and practitioners had good results. Either he lost his mind or his body exploded. Ling Qianxue didn't know what was waiting for her...