Chapter: 88
Half a day later, Lu Ye walked into the Tianji Business Alliance, and when he came out again, there were eighty-one Yunling Pills and a few pieces of spirit stones in the storage bag.
The slender figure stood at the window on the second floor of the Shangmeng, watching his leaving back, the man hesitated for a long time, then sighed, reached out and tapped the back of his hand, and a mark immediately appeared on the back of his hand , Unlike the blue battlefield imprint on the back of Lu Ye's hand, the imprint on the woman's hand is yellow.
She opened her mouth softly and said a few words to the mark, but the mark disappeared.
After a cup of tea, she walked out of the business alliance, and when someone she knew greeted her, she smiled.
In Qingyun Mountain, Lu Ye ran towards the cave. He didn't know if it was his own illusion or what, but after leaving Qingyunfang City, he had a strange feeling.
But what was so strange about it, he couldn't tell.
It wasn't until he circled a few big circles in the jungle that he suddenly found a figure haunting him, but before he could see it clearly, the figure disappeared.
Are you being targeted? Lu Ye immediately became vigilant.
Every time he enters and exits the market, he is extremely careful, especially when returning. There were no accidents in the previous two times, but this time he was targeted by an inexplicable monk, which made him a little puzzled. He didn't know who was chasing him. Did you come here specifically to find yourself, or did you meet by chance?
If it's the latter, it's fine. If it's the former, it's a bit intriguing.
Fortunately, the opponent's speed was not very fast, and with Lu Ye's full strength, it was difficult for that person to catch up with him. From this point of view, the opponent's cultivation was not very high.
This is not difficult to understand, the cultivation level of monks who can haunt the outer circle of the battlefield is not much higher.
Just as he was thinking this way, there was a sudden surge of spiritual power behind him, followed by a chill. Lu Ye turned his head and looked, only to see a ridge of ice piercing through the air, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Lu Ye was shocked, turned around in a hurry, drew his sword and slashed out. With the urging of spiritual power, the long sword broke through the ice edge, and scattered coolness covered Lu Ye's face.
Affected by the impact of the ice edge, Lu Ye couldn't stand firmly, and couldn't stop staggering a few steps backwards. He rolled over and regained his footing, in an extremely embarrassing situation.
However, when he got up, the attacker had already rushed forward. It was a man a few years older than him, with a white face and beardless, with two fist-sized earrings hanging from his ears, which was quite exotic.
The weapon in his hand looks like a knife or a sword. It is longer than a normal sword, but only half the width of a normal blade. It looks somewhat similar to the legendary Xiuchun knife.
Just as Lu Ye got up, the white male cultivator slashed down with his knife.
In a hurry, Lu Ye didn't have time to urge the sharp spirit pattern to strengthen the long sword, so he could only raise the sword to block it.
With a clang, flames splashed everywhere, Lu Ye's mouth numb, and the long sword in his hand almost flew out. He was also shorted by the knife, and almost fell to his knees.
"Oh?" The white man seemed a little surprised. He didn't expect Lu Ye to block his attack.
Just when he was surprised, the long sword in Lu Ye's hand had already parried his weapon, and a sword stabbed towards his chest.
The white and clean man remained calm, and shook his long knife a few times. Before Lu Ye could realize what happened, he felt a pain in his arm, and the long sword he stabbed became weak, and the opponent easily dodged it.
This sword pierced the air, causing Lu Ye to lean forward, and a sliver of light came into his eyes. Lu Ye felt cold all over his body, and felt the breath of death rushing towards his face.
With a sound of clang, the long knife struck Lu Ye's chest, but it didn't feel like it hit the flesh, instead it sent Lu Ye flying.
Looking at Lu Ye again, a layer of golden light shrouded his body. It was this layer of golden light that protected him and kept him from being seriously injured! But he realized that he was not the opponent, so he hurriedly took out a defensive talisman and slapped it on his body.
"Golden Talisman?" The white man's eyes were a little red, not because he was jealous that Lu Ye had a talisman, but because the talisman was supposed to be his trophy, but it was wasted by Lu Ye, which made him feel heartbroken.
However, he was sure from this that the information he had obtained was correct. This casual cultivator at the second level of Lingxi really had rich financial resources. Shi, it is rare for low-level monks to use magic talismans in battles. Most of them don't have any financial resources, and at most they just prepare one or two for emergency use.
Seeing the golden light covering Lu Ye's body, the white and clean man floated back a few feet, holding a knife in one hand and making a tactic with the other. With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, spiritual power visible to the naked eye gathered on his fingertips.
In the blink of an eye, an ice ridge appeared in front of the white and clean man. Under the dappled sunlight, the ice ridge refracted colorful rays of light! JrNovels.com
The slender figure stood at the window on the second floor of the Shangmeng, watching his leaving back, the man hesitated for a long time, then sighed, reached out and tapped the back of his hand, and a mark immediately appeared on the back of his hand , Unlike the blue battlefield imprint on the back of Lu Ye's hand, the imprint on the woman's hand is yellow.
She opened her mouth softly and said a few words to the mark, but the mark disappeared.
After a cup of tea, she walked out of the business alliance, and when someone she knew greeted her, she smiled.
In Qingyun Mountain, Lu Ye ran towards the cave. He didn't know if it was his own illusion or what, but after leaving Qingyunfang City, he had a strange feeling.
But what was so strange about it, he couldn't tell.
It wasn't until he circled a few big circles in the jungle that he suddenly found a figure haunting him, but before he could see it clearly, the figure disappeared.
Are you being targeted? Lu Ye immediately became vigilant.
Every time he enters and exits the market, he is extremely careful, especially when returning. There were no accidents in the previous two times, but this time he was targeted by an inexplicable monk, which made him a little puzzled. He didn't know who was chasing him. Did you come here specifically to find yourself, or did you meet by chance?
If it's the latter, it's fine. If it's the former, it's a bit intriguing.
Fortunately, the opponent's speed was not very fast, and with Lu Ye's full strength, it was difficult for that person to catch up with him. From this point of view, the opponent's cultivation was not very high.
This is not difficult to understand, the cultivation level of monks who can haunt the outer circle of the battlefield is not much higher.
Just as he was thinking this way, there was a sudden surge of spiritual power behind him, followed by a chill. Lu Ye turned his head and looked, only to see a ridge of ice piercing through the air, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Lu Ye was shocked, turned around in a hurry, drew his sword and slashed out. With the urging of spiritual power, the long sword broke through the ice edge, and scattered coolness covered Lu Ye's face.
Affected by the impact of the ice edge, Lu Ye couldn't stand firmly, and couldn't stop staggering a few steps backwards. He rolled over and regained his footing, in an extremely embarrassing situation.
However, when he got up, the attacker had already rushed forward. It was a man a few years older than him, with a white face and beardless, with two fist-sized earrings hanging from his ears, which was quite exotic.
The weapon in his hand looks like a knife or a sword. It is longer than a normal sword, but only half the width of a normal blade. It looks somewhat similar to the legendary Xiuchun knife.
Just as Lu Ye got up, the white male cultivator slashed down with his knife.
In a hurry, Lu Ye didn't have time to urge the sharp spirit pattern to strengthen the long sword, so he could only raise the sword to block it.
With a clang, flames splashed everywhere, Lu Ye's mouth numb, and the long sword in his hand almost flew out. He was also shorted by the knife, and almost fell to his knees.
"Oh?" The white man seemed a little surprised. He didn't expect Lu Ye to block his attack.
Just when he was surprised, the long sword in Lu Ye's hand had already parried his weapon, and a sword stabbed towards his chest.
The white and clean man remained calm, and shook his long knife a few times. Before Lu Ye could realize what happened, he felt a pain in his arm, and the long sword he stabbed became weak, and the opponent easily dodged it.
This sword pierced the air, causing Lu Ye to lean forward, and a sliver of light came into his eyes. Lu Ye felt cold all over his body, and felt the breath of death rushing towards his face.
With a sound of clang, the long knife struck Lu Ye's chest, but it didn't feel like it hit the flesh, instead it sent Lu Ye flying.
Looking at Lu Ye again, a layer of golden light shrouded his body. It was this layer of golden light that protected him and kept him from being seriously injured! But he realized that he was not the opponent, so he hurriedly took out a defensive talisman and slapped it on his body.
"Golden Talisman?" The white man's eyes were a little red, not because he was jealous that Lu Ye had a talisman, but because the talisman was supposed to be his trophy, but it was wasted by Lu Ye, which made him feel heartbroken.
However, he was sure from this that the information he had obtained was correct. This casual cultivator at the second level of Lingxi really had rich financial resources. Shi, it is rare for low-level monks to use magic talismans in battles. Most of them don't have any financial resources, and at most they just prepare one or two for emergency use.
Seeing the golden light covering Lu Ye's body, the white and clean man floated back a few feet, holding a knife in one hand and making a tactic with the other. With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, spiritual power visible to the naked eye gathered on his fingertips.
In the blink of an eye, an ice ridge appeared in front of the white and clean man. Under the dappled sunlight, the ice ridge refracted colorful rays of light! JrNovels.com
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