Thinking of the boy who had only met his father Yang Qiong when he was a child, he saw his cousin named Yang Lie. He felt a little sorry for the boy who had only met one time and had escaped from the palace since he was a child. He sighed slightly and murmured softly: "I don't know what he is doing now?"

Zhang Dahai didn't know what Yang Zhilan was thinking, but after hearing the sound, he put his big face in front of Yang Zhilan, and asked gently with a smile: "Who is that?"

Yang Zhilan seemed to have been interrupted by Zhang Dahai, and her brows frowned slightly, and she felt helpless. Zhang Dahai did not have the cold expression of the time he killed Liu Er with one sword. Now she is purely an honest, honest and stupid person, and she is completely different from before.

It seems that Yan Shisan's frost sword energy still has some influence on the cultivator's own personality. After all, in Yang Zhilan's heart, Yan Shisan also looked cold and unfamiliar, and it seemed difficult to get along with. After all, only Zhang Dahai and Qiu An knew how gentle Yan Shisan was before his death.

The two were discussing countermeasures in the house. Suddenly, Zhang Dahai's face changed drastically. The frost sword energy in his body instantly started to rush, and he shouted at Yang Zhilan in front of him: "Be careful of Miss Yang!"

Zhang Dahai was talking when a black sword energy broke through the door, thinking about Yang Zhilan's rapid rushing behind him, and looking at the momentum, it seemed that he wanted to cut Yang Zhilan in half.

Without too much thought, Zhang Dahai quickly pulled out the long sword from his waist, and instantly disappeared, and he grabbed Yang Zhilan into his arms. He held the long sword in his right hand and leaned across the two of them, trying to stop the fierce and powerful sky.

Amid the sudden change, Yang Zhilan, who was lying in Zhang Dahai's arms, had no time to react. She only saw the roaring black sword light hitting the long sword with only a thin layer of frost attached to Zhang Dahai's hand. The sword light was cold and bending the long sword in an instant.

Zhang Dahai seemed to be inconvenient to use all his strength because Yang Zhilan was in her arms. The slender sword body was pressed into a strange arc by the black sword light. Zhang Dahai was a little unable to know that this would continue. Sooner or later, the black sword light would slash on him, and he gritted his teeth and raised his right hand upwards. The black sword light was pushed to the roof by the long sword in Zhang Dahai's hand.

With a loud "boom", the black sword light instantly broke a long sword hole on the roof. The old abandoned house, which was already dilapidated, became a little shaky at this moment.

The long sword raised with Zhang Dahai's right hand, the frost on the sword's body had already melted away. Zhang Dahai obviously saw a thin crack in the sword body. Although it was not as deep as the entire sword body, it was still very deep and obvious.

Even Yang Zhilan, who was lying in Zhang Dahai's arms, saw the cracks in the sword body. Then she realized that Zhang Dahai was still hugging her. Yang Zhilan's face turned slightly red, she felt a little embarrassed and annoyed. She said softly: "Have you been hugging enough?"

Zhang Dahai focused all his attention on the long sword with cracks. At this moment, Yang Zhilan made a sound reminder. Zhang Dahai reacted and subconsciously looked down at Yang Zhilan with a slightly red face in his arms. He quickly let go of Yang Zhilan's left arm and quickly explained: "Miss Yang, the situation is urgent, there is no time to think for a while. I offend you so much, I'm sorry."

The left arm that was originally straddled under his body was instantly pulled out by Zhang Dahai, who was anxious to explain. Yang Zhilan did not react for a moment. She fell down randomly and hit the solid bluestone tiles. Although she was a cultivator, she was a weak woman after all, and she didn't have time to use her cultivation to protect her body. This sturdy fall was really painful.

Yang Zhilan, who fell to the ground, grinned in pain, pointed at Zhang Dahai in front of her, and felt annoyed in her heart and shouted angrily at the standing station, "Zhang Dahai, you... you bastard!"

Ganggai, who was standing stupidly, looked at Yang Zhilan's expression and quickly helped Yang Zhilan up on the ground, and apologized nervously: "Miss Yang, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, didn't it hurt?" As he said, stretching out his left hand to throw Yang Zhilan's butt into pain.

Looking at Zhang Dahai's outstretched left hand, Yang Zhilan was stunned at first, as if she understood Zhang Dahai's thoughts, and glared at Zhang Dahai with a blushing face, glaring at him and said viciously: "Zhang Dahai! What are you going to do!"

Zhang Dahai reacted and hovered with his left hand, only one punch from Yang Zhilan's butt. He quickly retracted his hand, looked at Yang Zhilan nervously with anger on his face, and explained stammeringly: "Yang...Miss Yang, I didn't do it on purpose."

Zhang Dahai has a simple and innocent personality and has no bad intentions when he thinks about anything. Since he was brought back to Duxiu Peak by Yan Shisan, he has never left Zangjian Pavilion.

Yan Shisan was willing to teach him the cold sword energy. Zhang Dahai was wandering around and stealing his masters on the top of Duxiufeng Mountain for no reason all day long. He wanted to learn a move and make Yan Shisan look at him with admiration. He had never said a few words to the female disciple in the mountain gate, so he seemed a little panicked at this moment.

"I'm here to come. You're still flirting here. Do you look down on others too much?" Lian Chihao held a black short sword and originally wanted to show up with a grand momentum, but he didn't expect that the man and woman in front of him seemed to be unable to see themselves at all, and they started chatting easily.

No matter where he was, he was like Lian Chihao, who was surrounded by stars. He had never been ignored like this. He felt a little angry and shouted loudly: "Where is Qiu An? Hand him over quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Dahai and the others saw Lian Chihao standing at the door holding a short sword. I don’t know if it was to distract the topic and relieve the embarrassment between them. They immediately blocked Yang Zhilan’s side, put the sword in his hand towards Lian Chihao at the door, and said coldly: “Liang Chihao! How did you find this place? Did that girl Li Nian tell you?”

When Lian Chihao heard Zhang Dahai's words, his face changed and seemed to be a little happy: "Li Nian? She is not with you?"

"Yang Zhilan looked at Lian Chihao's expression in front of her, stared at Zhang Dahai beside her angrily, stepped on Zhang Dahai's instep, and said coldly: "Too talk!"

Zhang Dahai was grinning when Yang Zhilan stepped on her feet. Listening to Yang Zhilan's blame, Zhang Dahai, who knew that he was wrong, did not dare to refute, so he had to mutter softly: "I didn't mean it."

"Enough! Are you really not treating me as a human being?" Zhang Dahai and the others' actions in front of him turned into flirting in the eyes of Lian Chihao on the opposite side and ignored him. They were very angry. The cultivation level was thunderous and he stepped on the ground with a short sword and shot out. The strange ink ruler in his hand emitted a trace of black aura.

Zhang Dahai's face changed and he quickly protected the sword in front of him, trying to stop Lian Chihao's strange short sword rushing towards him. Sure enough, Lian Chihao's short sword suddenly raised his head as soon as he touched the long sword, and smiled slightly at Zhang Dahai in front of him: "Why do you think you can block my sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lian Chihao pointed the short sword in his hand towards the sword body of the sword, and gently slid his right hand down, but he instantly turned to lift the sword open. Zhang Dahai had no longer protected the sword in front of his chest. Lian Chihao saw the opportunity and gently sent forward with his right hand.

Although Zhang Dahai's long sword in his hand was provoked, he reacted in an instant. Seeing that the short sword was about to stab in front of him, he simply turned his wrist and held the factory parts in his hand back, bounced the short sword in his chest.

Zhang Dahai bounced off the short sword and regretted it immediately. Although Lian Chihao deviated from the target, the speed of passing the sword did not decrease at all. He stabbed Yang Zhilan next to Zhang Dahai.

Yang Zhilan looked at the short sword that was stabbing, and her face changed drastically. Her right hand appeared on her palm. Yang Zhilan quickly raised the long bow in her hand to protect her, but she still couldn't resist Lian Chihao's fierce sword momentum. She was instantly repelled by Lian Chihao and fell heavily to the wall behind her and smashed a deep pit.

Zhang Dahai looked at Yang Zhilan's figure flying backwards and wanted to catch him, but Lian Chihao would not give him this opportunity. The moment he knocked Yang Zhilan back, he stepped on the ground with his feet, and his waist and horse turned his body together, slashing the short sword in his hand towards Zhang Dahai who was flying over beside him.

Zhang Dahai flew away and was captured by Lian Chihao. Seeing the short sword coming, although he was helpless in his heart, he was worried about Yang Zhilan's injuries, but he had no choice but to raise the sword to resist. He seemed a little anxious. Zhang Dahai gritted his teeth and condensed all his strength in his right hand. He waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Get back!"

Lian Chihao was instantly repelled by Zhang Dahai with brute force. After flipping in the air for a week, Lian Chihao's figure fell steadily to the ground. He watched Zhang Dahai, who had knocked him back, quickly rushed to the wall and gently helped Yang Zhilan, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Lian Chihao lowered the short sword, his smile became stronger, and he joked: "What a man and woman who love each other is so enviable."

Zhang Dahai ignored Lian Chihao's mockery at all, but gently helped Yang Zhilan up and asked with concern: "Miss Yang, are you okay?"

Yang Zhilan reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, covered her heart and said with some difficulty: "Don't worry, it's just a minor injury, it won't kill me."

When Zhang Dahai heard Yang Zhilan's words, he lowered his head and pondered for a while, as if he was thinking about something. Among Zhang Dahai and his group, Qiu An had the highest cultivation level, followed by himself. Yang Zhilan was his daughter's family and he also used a long bow that was not good at fighting in close combat. Now in this humble room, he could not exert the effect of Changhong's long-distance sniping, but would become a burden to him.

At present, Qiu An was shocked by the black fog monster and has not woken up yet. What's more, except Qiu An was fainting from a Li family's oil bottle outside the sea. Zhang Dahai finally raised his head, looked at the injured Yang Zhilan seriously, and said softly: "Miss Yang, you should leave with the illegitimate child."

Yang Zhilan was stunned when she heard this, then raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was angry: "What? I was just careless and was injured by Lian Chihao. You wouldn't think I couldn't beat Lian..."

Before Yang Zhilan finished speaking, Zhang Dahai seemed to be angry and interrupted: "Listen to me! Now my third brother is unconscious, and your longbow cannot exert any strength in such a narrow space. Now we are hiding, can you let the bow and shoot arrows on the roof?"
Chapter completed!