Chapter 65

The entrance is narrow. After entering, it has to go through a long and narrow passage.

But at the end of the passage, Chu Yan suddenly found that his eyes suddenly brightened.

Although the entrance of Langya Pavilion is located in the narrow lane in the middle of the two buildings, the interior of Langya Pavilion is in the middle of the two buildings, and the two buildings are connected together, so the interior is very spacious.

At this moment, it should be the hall. In the spacious space, at least 40 people are practicing martial arts.

But the skills and weapons these people practice are not the same.

Others are doing simple strength training, bared upper body, showing strong muscles, lifting and putting down the stone lock of hundreds of Jin, and making a rhythmic sound in their mouth.

Looking at this scene, it seems that Langya Pavilion is a place for martial arts practitioners to practice.

Chu Yan looks around and is going to find someone to ask if this is the place that the hotel owner Xia said. At this time, he sees a middle-aged man coming towards him.

The middle-aged man looked at Chu Yan as he walked, and finally his eyes fell on the scar on Chu Yan's neck, showing a thoughtful look: "well... There is a scar on his neck..."

Between speaking, the middle-aged man had already come to Chu Yan.

"Lao Xia asked me to --"

Chu words haven't finished, the middle-aged man waved his hand: "I know, come with me."

Then he went to a door in the corner of the hall.

"That's all right?" Chu Yan suspicious, but still with the past, "it seems that the old summer should not cheat me, there are often people here to buy blood marrow."

Meanwhile, in a room on the third floor of Langya Pavilion, Lin miaoran is chatting with a woman who looks to be in her forties.

Lin miaoran is still dressed in white, but today is a strong dress, but not the usual white dress

Sitting opposite her, the young woman's face was slightly sallow, giving people a feeling of recovering from a serious illness.

"Sixth sister-in-law, you are not in good health. Pay attention to rest. In fact, you don't have to take care of me." Lin miaoran poured a cup of hot tea for the young woman and said at the same time.

The young woman said with a smile, "anyway, I have nothing to do when I am idle. I know the condition of my body. It's an old problem. If I lay down, I would have recovered."

"If it hadn't been for me, you wouldn't be like this now. I'm afraid you would have been a monk in ningmaijing long ago." Lin miaoran's look was a little gloomy.

The young woman waved her hand with a smile: "I've said that many times. Don't mention this old saying any more. Now your talent is far more than me. I'm afraid your father doesn't know that you have been promoted to the top five of Zhenwu realm. Now you're trying to attack Ningmai realm."

"Well." Lin miaoran nodded, "I, sister-in-law Liu, you and Furui know this for the moment."

"The first day of the Lin family." Looking at Lin miaoran, the young woman sighed deeply. In her eyes, she was full of love. "As long as everything goes well for you, no matter how hard I suffered, it's worth it."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law six." At this time, Lin miaoran resolutely said, "I, Lin miaoran, can swear here that I will find a way to cure Liu Sao's injury and let you return to the peak."

Although know their own injury can heal the chance is not big, but Lin miaoran's words or let the young woman greatly moved.

Her eyes were slightly moist, and she said with a smile, "let's not talk about this. I hope the guy I found today can satisfy you. This man is the most anti beating guy I can find in the ruins of this old town.

About five years ago, this guy, nicknamed dragon, was blocked by a group of people. His neck was cut by a knife, and bones could be seen in the wound. As a result, with his strong body, he not only didn't die, but also covered his neck with one hand and cut half of the people blocking him with the other hand.

The rest of them were chased by him and cut down seven streets before they ran away, which was regarded as picking up a life. However, these people did not dare to appear in the ruins of the old town again.

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"It's better that this guy can resist beating. I hope he won't be the same as those guys before. He hasn't made two moves with me, either crying for mercy or fainting directly."

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Anyway, in the ruins of this old town, as long as you mention the scar on your neck, you all know it's a dragon. "

"It's better that this guy can resist beating. I hope he won't be the same as those guys before. He hasn't made two moves with me. Either he will cry his father and shout his mother to kneel down and beg for mercy, or he will faint and can't cry." Lin miaoran had a look of expectation in his eyes.

The woman looked at her and said with concern, "miaoran, how sure are you about the impact of the pulse setting situation?"

Lin miaoran pondered for a moment and said: "at present, I'm afraid it's only one point. But if the dragon can resist beating, I can control my own strength more easily. Maybe my performance can be improved to three points. If there's a better situation, it can be five or even six points."

Hearing Lin miaoran say this, the woman guessed something: "are you planning to --"

"Yes, sixth sister-in-law, I do think so." Lin miaoran nodded and said, "I want to be promoted to ningmaijing before xuanyuemen takes over. Because as far as I know, monks have different positions.

Among the disciples of xuanyuemen, there are also strict grades.

Although I have been accepted as a disciple by xuanyue sect because of my pure jade body, if I enter the sect with Zhenwu realm, then I am the lowest disciple of the miscellaneous service. "

At this point, Lin miaoran's eyes, jingmang flashing: "I, Lin miaoran, now that I have entered the sect, how can I just be the lowest disciple."

When Lin miaoran said these words, there was infinite confidence in his words.

At this moment, her emotion also infected the woman's blood.

The woman opened her mouth and was about to say something. At this moment, the door was knocked, and a crisp voice came from outside: "Miss, miss."

After getting Lin miaoran's permission, Furui pushed the door open, saluted the woman again, and said to Lin miaoran, "Miss, someone outside just informed me that the guy with the scar on his neck is coming."

"Good! I can't wait. " Lin miaoran stood up, took out a Yi Ming from his arms and pressed it on his face.

A moment later, when she uncovered the inscription, she was no longer the original beautiful face, but became an ordinary looking, thick lipped young man.

Furui looks at Lin miaoran for a moment, then suddenly covers her lips and laughs.

"Don't laugh." Lin miaoran gave Furui a white look and said, "if not, it's hard to let the whole Changqing town know that Lin miaoran, the eldest daughter of the Lin family, is looking for someone to fight at the ruins of the old town."

"No, No." Furui couldn't stand up straight now. She tried her best to take a breath and hold back her smile. She said, "please, miss, don't talk like this. A man's face is a woman's voice. It's really strange. Ha ha ha ha!"

Speaking of the back, she almost rolled to the ground with laughter.

"I know. I won't speak! Don't laugh, dead girl Lin miaoran, angry and funny, yells at Furui and goes out with his waist crossed.