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Chapter three hundred and twenty seventh leave

After the morning tuition, Lin Yang and Zhao Linger had just put on their clothes and were about to go out for breakfast. A lot of noise came from outside.∷,

"What happened?" The girl's face was blushing and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

Lin Yang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It should be your enemy who came to you. Don't worry, there is a knight here!"

The girl pouted and said, "What knight, Brother Lin Yang, you are my husband!"

Lin Yang smiled and said, "Okay! Mom!"

As they said that, the two of them had walked out and soon arrived in front of the main hall of Shuiyue Palace.

In front of the hall, grandma was leading more than a dozen sword-holding palace maids to confront individuals.

The man dressed as a Miao man with a fierce look on his face. When he saw Zhao Ling'er coming out, he smiled, as if the leader said, "The princess is indeed hidden here!"

Grandma found a crutch from somewhere, stood up with a stick, and said to the Miao man: "What do you want to do?"

The Miao leader smiled slightly and said, "You Nan Shao traitor, abducted the princess and hid it in this deserted island. The leader has an order to let us take the princess back to Nanzhao! Wife, if you dare to stop him, be careful we are not polite!"

Grandma said angrily: "Bah! Who is the real Nan Shao traitor? You rioters, I will kill the other one!"

"Hahaha... Wife, are you my opponent?"

The Miao leader smiled loudly, pulled out a scimitar from his waist, and said, "Leave it to me, and the others to you!"

The other two Miao people said, "Yes!" They flashed, and disappeared like lightning!

When the two appeared again, they had already arrived in front of a bunch of palace maids. There was an extra scimitar in their hands, and they waved them away, and the sword was shining everywhere.

Lin Yang raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "The martial arts are good!" These two Miao people actually have age skills and the level of the sweeping monk is not inferior to that of the elites of the Tianmen!

Are all the believers of the Moon Worship Sect so badly?

The group of palace maids holding swords were young and were at the level of Quanzhen Seven, forming a sword formation to barely resist the two Miao people, but the two sides were very different.

Even if Quanzhen Seven formed a sword formation, it would be a fight with Ouyang Feng's five-level magnificent level, and if you meet a person of the Sweeping Monk, you will definitely be defeated but not defeated.

Zhao Ling'er frowned and made seals with her hands, like a mage. She used the lightning technique to help the palace maids and slashed at the two Miao people.

The two Miao people drew their swords to protect themselves, swung them upwards, and spit out more than a thousand rays of swords on their bodies, resisting the falling lightning technique.

The palace maids came to siege and joined forces with Zhao Linger to tie the two Miao people.

On the other hand, grandma and the Miao leader also fought.

The leader of the Miao people kicked under his feet and came with a lightning shot. He waved his sword and slashed Huashan with one move. With a strong "hissing" wind, he slashed to his grandma's head.

Grandma swung her pole horizontally, and her scimitar hooked her pole, and with a "dang", she was shocked several steps back.

The Miao leader's sword force followed closely, and the "Dangdang Dangdang" sounded several times, and the crutch flew out of his hand. He saw that the scimitar was about to fall on his body, but it was clamped by two fingers.

The Miao leader looked at the two fingers that were holding the scimitar. He looked incredible and used all his strength to pull back the scimitar, but he didn't move at all. When he looked up, he saw that it was a young man with the princess.

Lin Yang shook his fingers and said with a smile: "Respect the elderly and love the young, do you understand?"

The Miao leader looked shocked and could not speak.
Chapter completed!
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