Chapter 33 Last Second

The speed of Han Ruoli is very fast, but the burning speed of the fuse is also very fast. What's more, the fuse has burned through the forked place, which is equivalent to five fuses burning at the same time.

Han Ruoli rushed to the martial arts arena with Ao Xue and shouted loudly: "Drive...drive..." The sound cut through the whole martial arts arena, and everyone's eyes were focused. In front of the stands, Ling Qianxue turned her head and saw the long-lost Han Ruoli and Aoxue. She raised a bitter smile at the corners of her mouth and slowly closed her eyes and waited for the final torture.

Han Ruoli knew what was going on when he saw the five horses! Five horses are divided into corpses, which is a capital punishment in capital punishment. In the stands, Meng Ranlan stood up excitedly, and the others also stood up. Han Ruoli stood on the horse, pulling the reins in his left hand, pulling the dagger from his boots with his right hand, throwing away the scabbard and rushing over.

Meng Ranlan saw Ao Xue approach Ling Qianxue, and Han Ruoli jumped down from Ao Xue. At this time, the fuse has approached the ponytail, and the firecrackers are about to be lit. Once the firecrackers sound, Ling Qianxue will definitely die.

Han Ruoli jumped up in the air, rolled around on the ground, and lay on Ling Qianxue's body. At this moment, five strings of firecrackers sounded at the same time, and the frightened scolding suddenly panicked...

Han Ruoli lay on Ling Qianxue's body, and the dagger in his right hand scratched over Ling Qianxue's head, cutting off his arm and three ropes on his head. But the two ropes tied to the legs were not broken, and the horse was shocked and began to run.

Han Ruoli's eyes stared at the 45-degree angle below the right, and the rope ran straight... It was impossible to turn around and cut the rope.

The last second... Han Ruoli decisively threw out the arrow in his hand, condensed all his attention, and with Qigong... The sword cut off the rope of his right leg, and the last rope pulling Ling Qianxue's left leg could not be cut off in any way.

Ling Qianxue opened her eyes and saw Han Ruoli lying on her body, and the horse in the top direction had run. Han Ruoli hooked the rope with his right foot, held Ling Qianxue's body in both hands, rolled half a circle on the ground, and let Ling Qianxue lie on his body.

Because Han Ruoli's legs were wrapped around the rope and suffered all the gravity, the horse was equivalent to dragging Han Ruoli to run wildly in the training ground, and Han Ruoli's body was still pressed with a Ling Qianxue...

In a blink of an eye, Han Ruoli and Ling Qianxue's bodies left the carpet. Han Ruoli's back had unprecedented pain, leaving blood stains on the ground...

" hiss... hiss..." Ao Xue made two low voices, ran quickly, followed the frightened horses in front of him, and quickly caught up.

Meng Ranlan watched Ao Xue rush to the front of the frightened horse, suddenly stopped, stepped back and raised it high, kicked the horse's jaw, and the horse dragging Han Ruoli and Ling Qianxue was kicked over by Ao Xue...

If he stood out from the square array, he came to the training ground in a blink of an eye and cut the rope with the sword in his hand. Han Ruoli's legs have been strangled purple and unconscious.

It's over! More than ten days of rushing were not in vain, and finally came back before the last minute. Ling Qianxue's tears fell on Han Ruoli's face, and Han Ruoli showed a bad smile, "You still can't get up! I was crushed to death by you..."

Ling Qianxue blushed and stood up from the ground. Ruoran came over and asked with concern, "Sister Qianxue, are you all right?"

Ling Qianxue shook her head and squatted down, "Brother Ma, why did you come back at the last minute? How are you?"

Han Ruoli stretched out his right hand and said, "Help me up..."

Ruoran Mumu supported Han Ruoli. Han Ruoli endured the severe pain in his back, stood up from the ground little by little, followed Ling Qianxue, and walked to the front of the rostrum. Han Ruoli had never seen Meng Ranlan, but from everyone's respect for her, he almost guessed it. He shouted, "Ao Xue is back... Master Ling didn't lose Ao Xue. Is it okay not to die?"

Meng Ranlan was also very excited at this time and nodded and said, "It seems that all this is a misunderstanding."

Meng Ranlan said so, who dares to oppose it? The ninth elder Fanhua was extremely depressed. This time, he wanted to kill Ling Qianxue and stand in the hall. Now everything is ruined. He hates Han Ruoli and hates it to his bones.

Ling Qianxue knelt on the ground with one leg, "Thank you for not killing."

Meng Ranlan said, "Master Ling, get up. It seems that you have successfully controlled Aoxue. I once said that if you can control Aoxue, I will promise you a wish. What do you wish now? Say it."

Ling Qianxue said, "The incense master, hall owner and elite of Aojian Mountain have always accepted only female disciples and not male disciples. This door rule makes us miss many great generals in Aojian Villa. I implore the owner to allow male disciples to enter..."

"No!" The nine elders interrupted Ling Qianxue's words and said self-righteously, "This is a historical rule in the gang, and it must not be destroyed."

Meng Ranlan whispered, "Flowers! Go down and listen to the order."

The nine elders Fanhua was very angry, but he didn't dare to listen to the owner's words. He still got off the stands and knelt under the stage with one leg. "My subordinates, Fanhua listens to the order."

Meng Ranlan said, "Master Ling came up and took a seat first. Now that you are not a sinner, you can restore your status and sit with me."

"Thank you, Lord." Ling Qianxue came to the stage, because it was the entrance of Youzhou City, and she could sit in the front row with Meng Ranlan.

He suddenly said, "Flowers! Do you know the crime?"

"Knowing guilt?" Fanhua asked doubtfully, "Please tell me clearly what is the sin of flowers?" The flowers are really puzzled.

Meng Ranlan said harshly, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. While so many elders and parishioners are here today, I will talk about your sins and hope other elders and parishioners will take it as a warning."

"Flowers! Don't think that I don't know what you are doing every day in the rudder of Aojian Villa. Did you think I didn't know anything before? I'm asking you now, kill your peers! What should I do if I break this commandment?

Fanhua lowered his head and said, "He will be sentenced to death."

"Good!" Meng Ranlan said, "I will give you this charge."

"No!" The nine elders said, "I'm not convinced! I didn't..."

" Shut up!" Meng Ranlan's aura suppressed the whole audience, "He also said you didn't! Master Ling did not lose Aoxue, but you falsely accused Master Ling of losing the mount given by the emperor, so as to play the topic to put Ling Master to death.

"I'm not convinced!" Fanhua said, "Dreamlord, in front of many peers, I swear I don't know that Aoxue is just not here for the time being..."

Meng Ranlan interrupted the flowers and said, "Don't make excuses for me here. Everyone here knows it. Fanhua, isn't your purpose of doing this to stand up in front of these masters? Prove that everyone who offends you will die, and even use this seat. The words have been made so clear, do you still want me to speak more clearly?

Fanhua lowered her head, and what Meng Ranlan said was so thorough that she had obviously frozen her murderous heart. Fanhua's eyes slanted and saw Han Ruoli beside her. Suddenly, she stood up and rushed straight to Han Ruoli.

Han Ruoli felt that Fanhua wanted to attack himself. He instinctively turned sideways and wanted to avoid the hostage of Fanhua, but if Fanhua could become the elder of Aojian Villa, martial arts was naturally not a problem. Han Ruoli dodged in the eyes of the flowers, which was just the carving skill of the clown.

In a blink of an eye, the flowers held Han Ruoli hostage, pinched Han Ruoli's throat with one hand, and stood behind Han Ruoli...

In the stands, everyone stood up, which was a public threat to the owner, which was no different from announcing a rebellion.

"Dream Lord... You forced me to do this." Fanhua said viciously, "I have worked for the Proud Sword Villa for so many years, but I didn't expect it to end up like this. I won't sit back and wait to death. Give me a fast horse!" Let me get out of here, or I'll kill him."

Han Ruoli wanted to curse, but his throat was pinched and it was difficult to speak.

Ling Qianxue said, "I'll send you a horse."

"No!" The nine elders Fanhua shouted, "None of you are allowed to leave the stands and ask the old man who fed the horse to bring me a horse. If any of you dares to leave the stands, I will crush his throat."

Meng Ranlan's face was gloomy and said to the left and right guardians, "Kill the flowers!"

"Wait!" Ling Qianxue pleaded, "Master, if the left and right guardian goes down, Han Ruoli will really die. Let him go. There will definitely be a chance in the future."

Meng Ranlan remembered that Ling Qianxue had told her so many stories about Han Ruoli. Thinking that Han Ruoli did not hesitate to harm her body in order to save Ling Qianxue, she said, "Give him a horse."

On the training ground, the disciples at the mouth of Youzhou Chengtang hated the nine elders and surrounded them three times. What Fanhua cares about was only the elders in the stands, especially the left and right guardians. The people around him can be completely ignored.

The old man Ma led a horse into the crowd and said, "Gang! Let it be! The horse is coming.

Those disciples of Aojian Villa reluctantly made way. Old Ma led the horse over, looked at the stage with his eyes, turned his back to the old horse, wrapped his right around Han Ruoli's neck, and pinched his throat. He looked sideways at the horse that old man moved over and said, "Take me to my left."

The old man Ma slowly led the horse to the left side of the flowers, retreated a few steps, and stretched out his left hand to pull the reins...

In the stands, how Ling Qianxue wants to kill the flowers in seconds...

suddenly! The flowers stopped in place, standing there stiffly, motionless. Han Ruoli felt that the flower's hand holding his throat lost its strength.