The bullet-like fireball was clearly unavoidable, Lin Luoran retracted her whip and tried to disperse it like mist, but unexpectedly the fireball ignited the hundred-mile-long metal whip as soon as it touched it.

  Lin Luoran stomped on the ground a couple of times but couldn't extinguish it, and as she watched the fire spread, she decisively abandoned her long whip and threw it to the ground.

  The sound of the flames burning like firewood, making the metal whip crackle and pop, but Lin Luoran didn't even glance at it, instead she charged towards Wen Guanjing with a loud shout - this man was taking advantage of Lin Luoran's attempt to put out the flames to sneak in another hand seal!

  Lin Luoran no longer had any weapons in her hand to resist this strange fireball, and naturally couldn't let Wen Guanjing's technique succeed. In close combat, after hitting Mu Tian Nan with a palm on the embroidered building last time, Lin Luoran was quite confident in Master Jia's teachings of fist and footwork. She raised her palm and swung it towards Wen Guanjing!

  Wen Guanjing felt the sharp palm wind, and naturally didn't have time to cast a fireball technique again. Instead, he counterattacked with a sudden movement, and a white strip suddenly sprang up. Lin Luoran looked at the cold and stern edge, forcing herself to withdraw her palm and dodge to one side. Even so, a strand of long hair on her forehead was swept away by the cold edge, lightly floating and breaking off, scattering in mid-air.

  Wen Guanjing stood with a white silk strip in hand, and Lin Luoer focused her attention to see that it was actually a soft sword shining with cold light!

  Don't look down on the soft sword, it may seem light and effortless, but its power is not inferior to that of heavy weapons. To be able to make accurate attacks with such a flexible weapon, that's truly a master.

  As a cultivator, Wen Guanjing may not be as profound as Lin Luoran, but in terms of the cultivator's combat method, he is indeed systematically cultivated, step by step, and whether it is insight or technique, it is not something that Lin Luoran, this half-baked cultivator, can compare to.

  But Lin Luo Ran chose close combat afterwards, only to discover that Wen Guanjing's swordsmanship was as brilliant as a rainbow, clearly still a high-ranking martial artist - could it be that tonight was actually an inevitable defeat?

  Although he didn't know why Lin Luoran never chose to use his techniques, and only used his spiritual energy to the maximum extent, Wen Guanjing was after all a true descendant of Mount Shu, so when he saw that Lin Luoran had empty hands while he held a precious sword, he didn't take advantage of the situation. After cutting off a strand of Lin Luoran's hair, he didn't press his attack and gain the upper hand.

  Lin Luo Ran stood still, looking at Zou Yao Wei who was left with only one breath on the ground, and for a moment, he couldn't decide whether to continue fighting hard with Wen Guan Jing.

  She wasn't afraid of getting hurt or bleeding, but she was afraid that she would fall here and even if she fought with Wen Guanjing to the death, she still wouldn't be able to avenge Baojia...

  "I think you're not using your full strength. Why don't we just stop here?" Wen Guanjing said, looking at Lin Luoran's changing expression.

  It's not that Wen Guanjing is a kind and gentle person, Lin Luoran is only above him, Zou Yaowei has already been seriously injured, and the action of the department will be inevitable in half a month. Since one helper has gone, can't we bring back an even greater force? Isn't it a good thing?

  Lin Luoran didn't know what he was planning, but she felt that his attitude towards the scenery was really too strange. One moment he seemed to be fighting with her, and the next moment it seemed like he couldn't bring himself to hurt her. Now, was he going to make peace?

  Although Wen Guanjing's words were so, the hand holding the soft sword did not relax, and Lin Luoran couldn't tell if he was pretending to be peaceful or had some other plan.

  The atmosphere between the two people changed from confrontation to standoff, and for a moment it was somewhat eerie.

  Just as Lin Luo Ran was struggling in his heart, unable to decide whether to fight hard or wait for another day to take revenge, a person appeared at the entrance of the alley, which was originally rarely visited by people.

  Ever since Lin Luo Ran's body was transformed, her eyesight became extremely sharp. She didn't know that this wasn't a universal benefit of cultivation. Anyway, she could also see things in the dark, and with just a slight glance, she saw the appearance of the person who came - which made her extremely surprised. It turned out to be Mo Tian Nan, whom she had slapped not long ago!

  Lin Luoran secretly cursed her bad luck. This was a new enemy emerging before the old grudge had dissipated. If Mu Tian Nan and Wen Guan Jing reached an agreement, with one pulling her back and the other attacking head-on, she would truly be in trouble.

  "It's you!" Mu Tian Nan seemed to take two steps closer, finally recognizing Lin Luo Ran, pointing at her and shouting.

  Lin Luoran felt a surge of absurd delusion in her heart, why did she feel that Mu Yan's tone was more joyful than resentful? Was he a masochist, and the slap just hit Mu Yan's itchy spot, so he didn't hate her?

  Lin Luoran felt a chill run down his spine due to his own speculation, but the next moment he really furrowed his brow.

  Mo Tian Nan recognized Lin Luo and then, instead of doing anything else, ran forward to grab Wen Guanjing's sleeve and called out "Wen Shixiong". The little recipient's voice made Lin Luo's goosebumps fall off.

  However, Wen Guanjing didn't feel disgusted at all, but instead smiled and asked: "Xiao Nanzi, when are you returning to the Imperial Capital?"

  Is this still the serious and highly combative Wen Guanjing? Lin Luoran's thoughts suddenly turned to the two words "Danmei", and she couldn't bear to see them being affectionate, so she made up her mind to slip away.

  Taking a glance at Zou Yao-wei on the ground, Lin Luo-ran restrained himself from adding another kick, and took advantage of Mu Tian-nan and Wen Guanjing's reunion to quietly leave the alley with several others.

  Mu Tian Nan was shocked and pale, "What can be done now? Let her run away!"

  Wen Guanjing's expression changed from his previous enthusiasm, and he withdrew his hand from Mu Tianyan's grasp. He said coldly, "Enough, stop pretending. You grabbed my hand as soon as you came up, what else could it be for if not to let her escape?"

  "Then it also depends on Wen Ge's cooperation to succeed. Wen Ge, is it that you've taken a liking to this stinky girl and can't bear to make a move?"

  Wen Guanjing, holding a soft sword, slashed at him and said, "You think everyone is like you! I spared her because I wanted to bring her into the department... If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, I'll have no choice but to report this to your father!"

  Moye Tian Nan dodged with a smile, completely nonchalant: "I also know her situation, you want to pull people this time must fawn on me, besides, you have to pull people at the moment when two people are fighting like cocks, no wonder it's never been successful once, haha!"

  Wen Guanjing looked at him suspiciously, "You're telling the truth, do you know her background?" Automatically filtered out Mo Tiannan's mockery that he had never successfully dug a pit before.

  Moyenne nodded, "If you give me that small sword, I'll tell you."

  Wen Guanjing kicked him flying with one foot, "You're not a monk, what can you do with it? Don't waste good things!"

  ……

  Lin Luoran rushed out of the alley, turned a few circles, made sure everyone was following, and then prepared to head back.

  She had just finished styling her hair when the black Lincoln stopped in front of her, seemingly having driven around the area for quite some time. The window rolled down, revealing Lucas's elegant and refined face.

  "Get on the bus!"

  Liu Zhaolai opened the front passenger seat, but Lin Luoran himself opened the rear trunk and got in directly. Tonight, whether it's going to the Blue Bird Club to find Zou Yaowei or socializing with everyone, or even the fierce battle in the alley, all of these are extremely different from Lin Luoran's usual personality. After a series of struggles, what was consumed was not only spiritual energy and physical strength, but also his mental energy.

  She was originally sitting in the back seat with her eyes closed, sensing that Liu Zhen was secretly looking at her in the rearview mirror. She half-opened her eyes: "Zou Yao-wei was seriously injured, and you came to pick me up like this. Aren't you afraid that the Zou family will investigate the Liu family?"

  Liu Zha's hand gripping the steering wheel tightened - indeed, she was blaming him!