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Chapter Thirteen Misfortunes never come singly

Ling Fan barely reacted at this time, and the opponent's strength was extremely shocking. In a moment of shock, Ling Fan was taken away from the team by the opponent.

"Hey, please wait! My four junior sisters haven't caught up yet!" Ling Fan thought that the person came to protect him, but he couldn't just leave him alone. The four female disciples of the Yuqing Sect were even internally appointed by the Piaomiao Sect.

Where is his disciple! We must protect him first, and we must protect his female disciple first.

The other party didn't reply, and not only did he not stop, but he increased his strength, grabbing Ling Fan's sleeve tightly and running forward.

Such an abnormality obviously made Ling Fan realize that something was wrong. Surprised, Ling Fan turned his head and looked at the person who caught him. It would have been better not to look at him, but when he saw it, Ling Fan was immediately stunned.

"Uh... you?"

The person dragging Ling Fan at this moment was Xiao Lian, the female cultivator who almost killed Ling Fan in the Kunlun sect's small courtyard.

"Stop being so nagging! Now when disaster strikes, we all have to fly away. Why don't you care about yourself, or the life and death of others? Follow me, and I will take you to a safe place." Xiao Lian scolded.

"Well……"

When Ling Fan heard this, he couldn't help but be startled. He thought to himself why Xiaolian was so kind to him all of a sudden. Could it be that his character had exploded? However, Ling Fan immediately dismissed this thought.

This little lotus looks cute and cute, but she is very small-minded and the city is even more secretive. I still remember when we were in the small courtyard, this little lotus's eyes wanted to kill him to vent her hatred. Ling Fanke still remembers in his mind. Now, what's the matter?

Will take good care of himself.

Besides, Xiaolian did not follow the big group, but changed the route. Looking at the surrounding path, it was clear that this was not going to a safe place, but was heading towards the battlefield.

"Um...Sister, are we going in the wrong direction?" If we follow Xiaolian to the battlefield, we are simply going to die. Now this Xiaolian clearly wants to kill herself. But Xiaolian's identity is vague

The cultivators from the sect came to welcome new disciples. To Ling Fan, Xiaolian was an elder. Ling Fan couldn't tell the truth, so he changed his tone to asking.

But Xiaolian ignored Ling Fan at all, and regardless of what Ling Fan said at this time, she dragged Ling Fan and quickly headed towards the battlefield.

Ling Fan wanted to break free, but found that although Xiaolian was a woman, her strength was astonishing. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free. When she saw that she was less than a hundred meters away from the battlefield, Xiaolian stopped. Then she stopped.

Ling Fan was thrown to the empty ground in one fell swoop, and at the same time, a sharp white sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Holy shit!"

Ling Fan's fall was really hard. After he got up, he saw Xiaolian coming towards him with a long sword. At this moment, Ling Fan could guess what was going to happen next with his toes.

"boom!"

But upon hearing the violent impact, a righteous cultivator suddenly fell from the sky, hitting a large pit and sinking into the ground several meters deep. Not to mention Ling Fan, even Xiao Lian was shocked by the sudden scene.

Startled.

Xiaolian turned her head and looked around, and found that the battlefield had almost spread to here. If she didn't escape in time, she might have to explain herself here. After a slight hesitation, Xiaolian suddenly stared at Ling Fan coldly and said: "The sect needs me to go.

Support, please stay here and don’t move, I will come back to pick you up later.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaolian raised her sword and walked away. It could be said that she was going to support the sect, but now the direction Xiaolian was heading towards was towards a hidden place in the mountains.

"Grandma, you stinky woman! I remember you today! In the future, if I don't sell you to a brothel, I won't call you Ling Fan." Ling Fan really had a grudge against this vicious woman Xiaolian at this time, but

At the same time as he yelled and cursed, Ling Fan stood up and started running.

If he listened to Xiaolian and stayed here honestly waiting for her to come back to save lives, then Xiaolian would come back not to save lives, but to collect corpses!

After looking at the terrain, if you want to hide in the mountains now, there is a large area in front of you. If you go straight forward, you will only expose your whereabouts. If you are discovered by a cultivator, you will definitely die.

There was a thick patch of grass at the height of a person in front of him on the left. Ling Fan did not hesitate at all, and nimbly got into the grass like a rabbit.

Since the area was about to become a battlefield, Ling Fan, who hid in the grass, did not dare to stay for long. Whenever he heard the sound of fighting somewhere, Ling Fan would burrow into the grass in the opposite direction.

However, the closer he got to Ling Fan, the more he felt something was wrong. The temperature around him was now almost too hot to kill.

"Holy shit, why is this place so hot?" At this time, Ling Fan was sweating heavily and all his clothes were wet. If he stayed any longer, Ling Fan felt that he would not be killed by the cultivators.

Even if I die, I will be suffocated by this heat.

But in order to save his own life, Ling Fan endured the torture of high temperature and kept moving towards the grass. But the hard work paid off. Ling Fan, who had been crawling in the grass for a long time, finally felt the flow of air. Visual inspection should be

We reached the edge of the grass. After all, in the deep and dense grass, only the edge has the wind to drive the air flow. The further inside, the wind is almost blocked by the dense grass.

After listening carefully, there was no sound of fighting outside the grass. For the sake of safety, Ling Fan cautiously moved his head outside the grass to investigate.

But seeing no one outside the grass, and the sound of fighting coming from behind him, it seemed that it was still safe outside.

But what makes Ling Fan feel helpless is that instead of being cool outside the grass, it is even hotter. Not to mention the ground, even the wind blowing is hot. Moreover, outside the grass, there is nothing bare except for rocks of different sizes.

Outside, not even green vegetation can be seen.

After some hesitation, Ling Fan thought that it was impossible to go back. Perhaps if he continued to climb over the mountain ahead, he could avoid such a hot place.

After thinking this, Ling Fan took a deep breath, then got out of the grass, and used the cover of the rocks to shuttle between the cracks in the rocks from time to time.

However, Ling Fan regretted it as soon as he arrived at the edge of the rock. The rocks here seemed as if they had been burned by fire, and they were incredibly hot. But when he regretted it, Ling Fan had advanced a lot further, and when he thought of turning back, Ling Fan

Fan is not reconciled.

Therefore, Ling Fan endured the unbearable heat and kept moving forward. In his heart, he desperately hoped that he could see the green forest after climbing over this place. At the same time, he also cursed Xiaolian endlessly. If it weren't for the vicious Xiaolian, he would have done it again.

How could he endure such torture?

"Fuck!"

As the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly. Ling Fan was originally looking forward to leaving this hot place as soon as possible, but he didn't expect that when he was walking through a gap in the rocks, the stone he stepped on suddenly sank. In reaction, Ling Fan wanted to grab other stones to stabilize himself.

However, he didn't expect that the stone he was holding onto not only failed to save him, but instead relaxed and suppressed him.
Chapter completed!
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