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When a maidservant brought the tea over, Yan Ling took two sips and glanced at Mu Qingqiu's trembling hands. This assassination organization must be inextricably linked to him.

So what?

After taking a sip of his tea, Yan Ling went straight to the point, "It's not a good idea to always be chased and killed. Master, what brilliant ideas do you have?"

Mu Qingqiu had already returned to normal by now. After some thought, she said, "Based on the current situation, if someone wants to kill you, you must protect yourself. If they can get assassins to kill you, why can't you get them to protect you?"

It was a good idea, she thought. After he sat down, he first glanced at Mu Qingqiu and then said, "I've found out some information. The organization that wants to kill you is called Dark Dragon Pavilion, and it's a mysterious organization. However, if you want to make a move, it will require a lot of money.

When did her life become so valuable? Yan Ling found this funny. He blew on the tea, and the fragrance of the tea wafted in the air.

Under Liang He's gaze, Mu Qingqiu hurriedly lowered her eyes. After pondering for a long time, she finally said, "Are you going to look for the people from the Yue Long Pavilion for help?"

"Master, what is Yue Long Pavilion?" Yan Ling asked coldly.

She knew that Mu Qingqiu was not a simple person. If she didn't have some power, it would be difficult for her to protect herself. But she never thought that Mu Qingqiu knew far more than she imagined.

"This is an organization opposite to the Dark Dragon Pavilion, its power is equal. If you can get their protection, I'm afraid the Dark Dragon Pavilion won't dare to act rashly." Mu Qingqiu said.

Yan Ling turned his head to look at Liang He, obviously wanting to hear his opinion.

After thinking for a while, Liang He said, "We can give it a try. How about Master take us to see him?"

Mu Qingqiu could clearly feel that these two people did not believe her. He knew too many mysterious organizations, and if she were to be discovered, it would be even more difficult to explain to them.

He had wanted to push this matter to the future, but after some careful consideration, he realized that Yan Ling was his disciple after all. In addition to her exceptional medical skills, she was an expert.

That night, the three of them changed into black clothes and got on their horses, then headed west.

The top of the mountain was the National Temple, the Reincarnation Temple. However, even with the support of the National Monastery, the mountain was still different. There were many different forces and they were all in a dispute.

The mountain road was rugged and difficult to walk on. Fortunately, the moonlight was like water and the surroundings were frighteningly quiet. One could only hear the clatter of horses' hooves. A strong wind blew past and lifted the black cloaks of the three people.

As they walked up the hill, the road became more and more difficult. The horses could no longer move.

At this moment, a strange sound came from all around. It was the aura of a person.

Mu Qingqiu was the first to stop the horse and turn her head to listen. Someone was walking in the grass, and although she was trying her best not to make a sound, the three of them had excellent hearing.

Yan Ling frowned and took out a few silver needles from her fingertip. She did not know martial arts, and these silver needles were highly toxic. It was also due to her studying poisons in addition to medicine when she had nothing else to do. She already had enough power to protect herself from the surging tides around her.

But at the same time, she knew that the killer who could quickly find out where she was and make the decision to assassinate her should be from the Dark Dragon Pavilion.

As soon as her silver needles were pulled out, more than ten masked men wearing black clothes burst out from the bushes. The huge swords in their hands reflected the moonlight, giving off a cold and creepy feeling.

Liang He protected Yan Ling behind him. He drew his sword from his back and held it horizontally in front of him. At this moment, Mu Qingqiu had already jumped up from her horse. With her weapon in hand, she charged towards the black-clothed men.

If he took the initiative, regardless of the advantage, he could not lose in terms of momentum!

Liang He also flew up into the air. For a time, the sound of weapons colliding with each other reverberated throughout the silent mountain. The sounds of swords clashing seemed very unreal.

As Yan Ling rode his horse, he finally understood that there would be many days like this in the future. Since she had already become the target of the Dark Dragon Pavilion, assassinations would only take a split-second.

She forced a smile. She didn't expect that at this time, a black-clothed person would see her alone and swing his broadsword at her.

Liang He was the first to notice what was happening over here. His heart skipped a beat and it was too late for him to pull back. Just as the blade was about to come down, Yan Ling could even see his reflection on the surface of the blade.

But in the next second, the pain she imagined did not happen. She opened her eyes and a long sword appeared in front of her, blocking the sword that was coming down. Beside her, there was the fragrance of blue and white flowers.

She looked up and saw a man in a crimson robe wearing a silver mask. He flew in the air and pushed back all of the approaching men in black.

That silver sword shone with a dazzling light in the night sky. Yan Ling pursed his lips, not even knowing how to describe his current feelings. Who was that man?

He was in midair. Red robes fluttered in the wind, arrogant like a poppy, bringing with it a fatal beauty and elegance, yet also a domineering and dazzling aura.

With the addition of this red-clothed man, the situation of the battle instantly changed. The three of them used an overwhelming force to finish off all the black-clothed men in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the black clothed man fall to the ground, Liang He took a deep breath and then turned around. He was relieved to see that Yan Ling was still sitting on his horse like a log.

He walked in front of Yan Ling's horse and carried him off the horse. He turned around and said to the man in red, "I really have to thank young master for saving me. May I know young master's name? I will remember young master's name and find a chance to repay you in the future."

The red clothed man looked Liang He up and down, and then looked at Yan Ling. Finally, it was Mu Qingqiu. Long time no see, how are you? "

Mu Qingqiu respectfully bowed to the red clothed man before saying, "Pavilion Master Su, long time no see. Many thanks for your concern."

Pavilion Master Su? Could this man be the pavilion master of the Yue Long Pavilion that they were looking for?

Then, Mu Qingqiu pointed at the red-clothed gongzi and said to Yan Ling, "This is the one I'm going to lead you to, the Pavilion Master of the Yue Long Pavilion, Su Yu."