Red Makeup Emperor Cultivation

286, the order cannot explain the problem

"What does rank mean?" Han Jing asked contemptuously.

Yang Feng is dumb. Yes, on the premise of Han Jing's face, isn't that a slap in the face? What rank she is and what rank she is, it's hard to say who will die and who will live. If she takes advantage of the ice soul sword, will the Han family not have the treasure of the clan?

Now the Han family is not as good as the Yang family, but where is the Yang family when the Han family is beautiful? Even the Ye family is not as good as now. At least the Ye family still has a bloody knife, and the Yang family did not get the purple electric nine-curve gun as the treasure of the Yang family until Yang Peng became the master of the Xuanqi Temple.

Gu Xuan's defeat was due to killing each other, not that his overall strength was not as good as Xuanqi Temple. If the ancient Xuan family could work together before the alliance of the six major temples, it may not have been possible to drive the Xuanqi Temple back to the Western Regions.

The treasure of the Han family may not be worse than the purple electric nine-qu gun, and the three Han Wence brothers have not seen hidden strength. Yang Feng feels that he is smarter not to continue this topic.

"Bear by the way, Liang Yingjie's boy was repaired by the people of the Xuan Temple again. Didn't he cry to you?"

"Repaired? He didn't know to come back and ask someone to find a scene!"

"You don't even know, he definitely didn't say it. I heard from his father that he seemed to have been beaten a few and his ribs were broken.

"I'll go and have a look." Han Jing suddenly jumped up and rushed out.

Yang Feng secretly scolded himself for not mentioning which pot. Knowing that Han Jing was the most protective brother, he still wanted them to be alone and mention Liang Yingjie's beating at the moment of flirting with me.

Li Yuan and Liu Hai are both in Liang Yingjie's bedroom. Although they were beaten to bed like Liang Yingshu, they are also blue and swollen.

"Find the deputy lord, we can't eat it for nothing!" Li Yuan said in a muffled voice.

"It's not shameful enough!" Liang Yingjie's front teeth lying in ** were also knocked out, and Han Jing outside the door almost laughed.

Before discovering that Han Jing came outside the door, Liu Hai sighed, "Now the main hall has sent the three inner courtyard geniuses of Mu, Leng and Yu to strengthen the strength of our branch hall, and they already think that we are too useless. If you lose, you have to run back and cry. Isn't that what those people look down on?

"Can you hide it?" Li Yuan disagreed with it.

"That's right!"

"It's your ball--ah, boss!" Liang Yingjie sat up too violently in surprise, and the severe pain in the side of the bone made him fall down again.

"If you know to call me the boss, you won't tell me if you suffer a loss. If I hadn't seen you hurt, I would beat you up now!" Han Jing punched fiercely and shouted.

Liu Hai was very clever. He immediately brought a chair and invited Han Jing to sit down, and then said with a bitter face, " boss, you are either not here or you will be closed for a year and a half. We can't see you even if we want to see you."

"You are looking for A Yun. You can't beat the grandchildren of the Xuan Temple. Can't you beat A Yun? If A Yun can't beat it, it must be the old guy of the Xuan Temple. Can't the masters of our branch hall go out justly? It was not mentioned that they were asked to find those cold and traceless people, which was Han Jing's careful care of their self-esteem.

"The night deacon came and went without a trace. Where can we find him?"

"Yes! Forget it, I will tell Binglin in the future. If you want to fight, you can take Binglin with you. No matter who it is, fight first. However, I can warn you that if people don't offend me, I won't offend them. Except for the people of the Xuan Temple, you are not allowed to take the initiative to provoke. Especially don't bully the people."

"No problem!" Li Yuan agreed excitedly. Binglin is an adult female tyrannosaurus rex, and few old guys in the branch of the Xuan Temple can beat it. It will not be a piece of cake to repair the grandchildren of Xuan Temple in the future.

"Actually, we are not looking for the faults of the grandchildren of the Xuan Temple this time." Liu Hai said.

"Oh? Why is that?" Han Jing really couldn't think of anything serious about this trio that would conflict with the people of the Xuan Temple.

"The Valley Mine is a cooperative mining of the six major temples. The mining area of the Xuan Temple is adjacent to our mining area. When we heard that their output has soared for more than a year, we went to inquire about it. As a result, all the miners who talked to us were killed without any disease. Of course, we have to seek justice for those who died unjustly.

"Why should we deal with this matter privately?"

"We want to investigate and report it again."

"Nonsense!" Han Jing scolded. It is clear that Liang Yingjie and others also want to take a breath to prove that the young people in the branch hall are not all useless waste. She didn't hit them well. She thought for a moment and said, "Go and call Brother Leng and the others. Let's go to see the mineral vein together."

"What did you ask them to do?" Li Yuan is a stubborn person and is not very happy.

Liu Hai was very clever and immediately said, "Okay, I'll call right away. We should be close to the inner courtyard geniuses sent by the main hall.

Han Jing nodded with a smile and said, "Brother Leng, they are very nice. In the future, you can also call them if you want to fight.

Leng Wuhen and the three were originally drinking with Bai Yiming in the palace. Han Jing sent someone to look for them, and even Bai Yiming followed. He Yuanshan and Leng Wuya were idle and bored. As soon as they heard that they couldn't wait to leave, the group took a flying boat to the Baling Mountain mining area in the suburbs of Beijing.

A dragon-like glow lies in the sky, reflecting the color of the trees in the Baling Mountain mining area below.

This Baling Mountain mining area, also known as the Baling Mountains, is a vast primitive forest with lush ancient trees covering the sun. The scorching sun is like fire, and the dense branches and leaves are only scattered and fall on the rotten leaves and bacteria on the ground.

The mining area is prohibited, and flying boats with special traffic orders must fly at a specific time. The flying boat of Han Jing and his party landed outside the mining area and walked along the stone road leading to the mining area.

Leng Wuya and He Yuanshan completely regarded this trip as an outing. As they walked, they ran into the forest, caught a pheasant or picked some mushrooms in the forest, and prepared for an extra meal in the evening.

He Yuanshan just returned, and all the food bacteria were collected. Leng Wuya didn't understand and didn't ask about picking a large number of colorful poisonous bacteria. Fortunately, his hand did not touch the mushroom umbrella, but cut it with a sword and directly collected it into the storage ring. That is, the cold seven is less, and the bacteria are also collected with storage rings. So no one found that many of the mushrooms he collected were vegetarian bacteria.

When everyone first came out of the flying boat, the geese were automatically arranged. Han Jing was the leading geese. Anyway, this is a road that can be reached at the end without studying the terrain.

After walking for about a hundred miles, a lake appeared on the right side of the gravel road, horizontal like a mirror, and a cable bridge vaguely appeared on the surface of the water. Here it is." Liu Hai said.

Han Jing stopped and looked around curiously.

"Everyone should be careful not to fall off the rope bridge." Liu Hai took the lead in stepping on the rope bridge on the water. When it is strange, it turns out to be an illusion of the surface of the water. Only the rope bridge is real. When you step on the rope bridge, you will find that you are in the clouds and fog. Under the rope bridge, there is an abyss that can't be seen to the end.

"This illusion is a little too real!" He Yuanshan said in surprise.

"It's a high-level illusion." Leng Wuya commented.

At this time, Liu Hai had reached the end of the rope bridge, and he jumped into the fog in front of him without hesitation. Han Jing jumped forward and fell to the ground with her feet. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and all the white fog disappeared. In front of her was a clear world.

Just ten steps away from Han Jing, there is an iron gate. If she had just jumped a little harder, she may have broken her nose.

The thick iron gate is facing a two-meter-wide stone beam. There is a deep pool under the uneven stone beams, and the mountain springs in the pool overflow into a river all the way to the east. I didn't see anyone, only the sound of birds chirling in the distance and the roar of beasts one after another. He knocked on the iron door and asked in a low voice, "What should I do next? Boss." Let's go in and see what's going on." Han Jing raised her feet and stepped on the stone beam, as relaxed and casual as walking in the back garden of her house. Don't be reckless." Bai Yiming wanted to hold Han Jing, but it was too late.

A red light rose in the sky, the alarm bell in the quiet mountain forest, and the stone beam actually trembled, like many stalagmite pillars transformed after the death of trilobites coming out of the surface of the stone beam after rain. These slippery stalagmites still hang milky thin lines on them.

Han Jing wanted to retreat, but found that the back road was blocked and was about to rise in the air. Suddenly, she found that the floating milky thin threads wrapped around her legs so that her legs could not move completely.

"What the hell!" Han Jing was shocked but not panicked. She raised her hand and pulled out the ice sword to cut off the floating white thin lines. These thin threads were so flexible that her hand holding the sword was immediately tied and pulled down.

At this time, the trembling stone beam suddenly fell to the deep pool below. Every ten meters, it seemed that the pressure in the air squeezed over her doubled. Han Jing's hand was bound by milky white filaments and could not be released, so she simply stirred the airflow into a spiral and rushed down to the deep pool below.

That is, Han Jing is bold. Obviously, there is a formation here. She should stand still. After a while, someone will naturally lead her out of the array, but she has to break through the array with brute force. If there is an accident, she will have to take off her skin even if she doesn't die.

The stirred air swirl rushed vertically into the pool, and a strong anti-shock rushed up, just hitting the stone beam. With a huge shock, the milky white silk that bound Han Jing's legs was scattered. At this time, the ice soul sword also rushed back and fell into her hand.

Holding the sword and not advancing, Han Jing quickly rushed to the other end of the stone beam. As soon as the two feet left the stone beam, the scenery in front of them changed again, and an ugly depression appeared that had been cut down.

There is a group of mysterious beasts in the middle of the depression, and there are all kinds of flowers. She didn't see anyone, but immediately she knew that people were hiding and guarding in the dark.

"Passage!"

Someone shouted loudly in the shadow.