C96

"Hu!" Just when Yang Wenwei thought that she was about to die, a sound of wind came out, she felt her body becoming lighter, as if she had left the ground. Oh no, she should have left the roof already.

Yang Wenwei opened his eyes and realized that he was being carried by the masked man and was flying.

"This," Yang Wenwei was startled, and then immediately said in embarrassment and anger: "Who are you, quickly put me down!" She felt that her acupuncture points had been sealed by this person, causing her to be unable to move. It was just that this feeling was a bit familiar, and also a bit warm.

"Don't be noisy, if you keep making noise, I'll throw you down!" This person shouted in a low voice as he shuttled back and forth between the streets. It was obvious that he was very familiar with the layout of the streets.

Although the voice was stern, Yang Wenwei laughed inside when he heard the voice. She was very happy, because she recognized that the owner of the voice was none other than the Ling Yun that she had been yearning for day and night because of his disappearance for a month or two.

"Chase!" In just an instant, he realised that Yang Wenwei was actually saved by someone right under his nose, and the black-clothed men immediately went berserk. With a deep shout, he led his six subordinates and caught up.

"Woosh woosh woosh woosh woosh!" Dozens of sounds came out one after another. Other than these six men, black-clothed men had also ambushed dozens of people nearby.

Carrying Yang Wenwei while he escaped, Ling Yun was actually very depressed. It was not because he felt that Yang Wenwei was a burden (even if it was a sweet burden), but it was because of the pursuers behind him and the ambushing troops that occasionally scuttled out from a corner.

The middle-aged black-clothed men in the lead was obviously the one called Heaven Level Master. Just now, Ling Yun had investigated him with his secret, and discovered that he was actually one of the people who, during the day, had met Yang Cheng; the six people behind Yang Cheng were all heavy sword ranked Earth ranked masters, and he looked like they belonged to a group or organization. As for the person who came out to block the way, from time to time, he was also a Profound Level Ranked warrior.

With such a scale, even a Swordless Stage expert would have to back off if they met Yang Wenwei, who was merely used to fight an Earth Level warrior? This was too cautious.

With such a formidable lineup, Lingyun didn't have a good idea in mind. He could only wait and see what would happen next. If it wasn't for Yang Chen attacking Yang Wenwei, Lingyun might not have instantly rushed up to save Yang Wenwei. After all, Yang Cheng was a genuine Late Heaven Stage expert. Even though it looked like its aura was unstable, but it was definitely a late stage heaven level expert.

"Hey, Ling Yun, where did you die in this one month? You actually dare to leave without bidding me farewell, do you want to die? " Being carried on Ling Yun's shoulder made Yang Wenwei feel at ease, and his true nature was revealed.

"He went to train." Ling Yun only replied indifferently, and gradually arrived at the south of Yangzhou city while running east and west. During the day, Ling Yun had intentionally or unintentionally observed the terrain route, so it was now useful. Furthermore, with Little Qian, who was even more accurate than GPS to guide him, it would be strange if he was not moving fast.

"You actually dare to speak like that to me. Hmph, be careful, I won't let you down!" Yang Wenwei lightly sniffed, expressing his dissatisfaction with Ling Yun's tone.

"Shut up, or we'll both die here." Ling Yun said in a heavy tone, somewhat annoyed. He could already see the city walls clearly.

"Brother Ling, your heart rate has increased by ten percent compared to usual, and your temperature has risen by one degree Celsius." Little Qian's voice sounded in Ling Yun's mind.

"Shut up, Little Qian. To be able to carry this beauty, oh that's not right, it's the fatty. To be able to carry this fatty, I'm not tired. When you're tired, your heartbeat will naturally accelerate, and your body temperature will naturally rise. " Ling Yun replied in his mind.

And if Yang Wenwei heard this, even if his acupoints were sealed, she would definitely fight him to the death. Was she fat?

"Hmph," Little Qian curled his lips, disagreeing. A beauty who was nearly 1.7 meters tall and weighed only 90 kilograms was called a fatty. Wasn't this just speaking nonsense with her eyes open?

"So be it. What's the big deal? Isn't it good to die together with you?" After he finished speaking in a low voice, Yang Wenwei smiled happily.

"But I don't want to die with you." Ling Yun said, but his words were interrupted.

"Who is it!" At this time, the guards at the top of the city gate tower noticed the abnormality and shouted. They all entered a state of alert.

"Little Qian, create a strong bullet rope." Ling Yun told Little Qian in his mind.

It could stretch out to up to 7000 meters at most, with the shortest being 7cm, and could carry a maximum load of 500kg. At one end, it even had a suction cup, but it was still attached to the rough wall, which was perfect for the current Ling Yun. Otherwise, with Ling Yun's level of cultivation and the fact that he had to carry someone on his back, it would be difficult for him to climb the city wall that was more than ten meters.

"Good Brother Ling, I spent five crystals to create it!" Just as Little Qian finished speaking, a short rope that was about seven centimeters long appeared in Ling Yun's hands.

Ling Yun opened up Yang Wenwei's acupoints, carried Yang Wenwei on his back, and said: "Hold tight!" With a flick of his hand, with a "sou" sound, the end of the rope flew at the wall at a speed faster than a bullet.

Ling Yun lightly pulled on the rope, causing Ling Yun's hand to tremble, and the rope quickly shrank. Ling Yun flew towards the wall, but Yang Wenwei released Ling Yun's hand as the rope fell.

"What are you doing!" Ling Yun roared as he quickly grabbed onto Yang Wenwei. What entered his eyes was Yang Wenwei's sad face with a bit of tears and determination.

"You can leave by yourself, I don't need you to care about me." Being pulled by Ling Yun, Yang Wenwei cried.

"What are you saying!" In a blink of an eye, he was already on top of the wall. Ling Yun threw Yang Wenwei onto the wall, and then with the force of the impact, he slammed onto the wall twice.

"But I don't want to die with you. I want to take you out alive." Ling Yun whispered as he placed his hand on Yang Wenwei's haggard face. In just an instant, he understood why Yang Wenwei would have such an expression.

Yang Wenwei laughed through his tears, blossoming into a happy smile.

"Kill!" The guards on the tower would not give them time to warm up, and just as they landed on the wall, the guards rushed up with their spears in their hands.

"Hah!" With the saber in his hand, he broke the spear of the city guards. Ling Yun gave a light shout and carried Yang Wenwei on his back, directly jumping down from the city wall that was more than ten meters tall.

Stepping on the city wall in the middle to reduce his momentum, Ling Yun landed outside of Yangzhou City. But this time, Yang Wenwei was very obedient, quietly lying on his back and revealing a moving smile.

"Release the arrows!" At this time, a person who looked like a leader shouted. It was unknown whether he had just reacted or the archers had just arrived.

"Woosh woosh woosh woosh woosh!" A string of arrows shot towards Ling Yun like a rain of arrows. In a moment of desperation, Ling Yun turned his back to his chest, carried him, and started running with the Microstep in his arms. In just a few breaths of time, Ling Yun had already left the range of the bow and arrow. In less than ten seconds, Ling Yun disappeared from the guards' line of sight.

"Are you hurt?" Yang Wenwei came back to his senses at this moment, and said while looking at Ling Yun nervously.

"Nope." A trace of warmth flowed through Ling Yun's heart as he softly said this. At this time, he secretly used his strength to force an arrow out of his body, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without activating the shield, even with the powerful Microstep, he was still hit by the wave after wave of arrows. The faint scent of a young girl in his arms intoxicated him.

Only, Yang Wenwei did not know about this.

"How did you do it?" Such a mysterious skill actually has such a miraculous rope. " Yang Wenwei asked curiously.

"If you want to learn kung fu, I can teach you, but I'll teach you later." On a small mountain slope, Ling Yun stopped and put Yang Wenwei down. Looking at the bright and clear moon above his head, he said lightly to the empty surroundings, "There's no need to hide, come out."