Chapter 2237

? In the starry sky, Luo Xinjie stood with his hands behind his back, stunningly beautiful and transcendent like an immortal.

Ling Xian is also otherworldly and charming.

Anyone who sees it will praise the golden boy and jade girl, a match made in heaven.

In front of the two of them, there is a black star suspended, with different powers circulating, mysterious and unpredictable.

"Is this the world where martial arts prevail?" Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, and a glimmer of expectation flashed through.

As long as he can aspire to the pinnacle and break the void, he will be able to break through to the ninth realm, and the outside world has only passed for a moment, who can not look forward to it?

"That's right, I won't say anything superfluous, just one sentence."

Luo Xinjie took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Be careful in everything."

"I will." Ling Xian smiled lightly. Although he was starting from scratch, he was confident of reaching the top.

At that moment, he stepped out and entered the black star.

In the next moment, a mysterious force emerged, sealing his mana and imprisoning his body.

It's like the three arrows sealing the spirit, sealing all his power, and even the storage bag cannot be opened.

Ling Xian was not surprised by this.

Luo Xinjie told him that after entering the black star, all power will disappear, and when he shatters the void, the imprisonment will be lifted.

"I hope this trip will go smoothly." Ling Xian muttered to himself, feeling top-heavy and dizzy.

After the dizziness disappeared, it was replaced by severe pain, which made him sweat and his face contorted.

No way, his right leg was broken, it's no wonder it doesn't hurt.

"It's really a bad start." Ling Xian shook his head and smiled wryly, feeling helpless and somewhat fortunate.

Fortunately, only one leg was broken. If it fell directly to death, it would be too sad.

Immediately, Ling Xian tore his sleeves into cloth strips, and briefly bandaged the wound.

He is a mortal right now, if he doesn't care about it, he will probably die from excessive blood loss.

"Lucky in misfortune."

Seeing that the bleeding has stopped,

Ling Xian heaved a sigh of relief, and then surveyed the surrounding environment.

I saw that this is an official road, surrounded by green hills and shaded by trees, and the outline of a city can be vaguely seen.

At this moment, three middle-aged men came out from the forest, holding knives and axes, with fierce faces.

"It can't be a bandit." Ling Xian's heart sank, and after hearing the conversation between the three, he smiled wryly.

"Finally, the prey is waiting, but it seems that he is just a poor scholar."

"I hate scholars the most. They talk about pleading for the people. After becoming an official, they become more greedy!"

"I hate corrupt officials the most, so I killed them directly, so that he will not exploit the common people in the future."

Hearing this, Ling Xian was speechless for a while.

What kind of logic is this? Don't say that he is not a scholar, even if he is, he may not be able to be an official, right?

"Boy, I'll count you unlucky to meet Grandpa." A big man in black sneered, holding up his hatchet, intending to split Ling Xian in half.

However, he was stopped by a black-faced man.

"Wait a minute, this kid has delicate skin and tender flesh. He just happened to catch him back and become the villager."

Hearing this, Ling Xian was stunned. He had heard of Mrs. Yazhai, but not Mr. Yazhai.

"Haha, great advice from the boss, the old village master has always wanted to find a husband for the village master, this kid is the right one."

The man in black laughed loudly and said: "This boy is handsome and handsome, the village master will definitely like it."

"The point is not that the village owner likes it, but that the old village owner wants to embrace his grandson as soon as possible. As long as we capture him back, we will definitely get a reward."

The black-faced man chuckled and said: "Boy, you are blessed. Our village master is a hero among women. If it wasn't because of our status, we would have your turn?"

"What kind of luck is this?" Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he had thought about many bad start, but he never dreamed that he would be snatched back to be the master of the village.

"Why not luck?"

The black-faced man stared at him, and said: "I'm a rough man, and I don't know idioms, but I know that the village master is very beautiful, even the daughter of Wang Yuan's family can't compare to it!"

"Whether it's beautiful or ugly, I don't want to marry." Ling Xian sighed softly, and said, "Would you please let me go?"

"Haha, you let the bandit let you go?"

The big black-faced man laughed out loud, and the two men couldn't help laughing too.

"Come with me or die, you choose." The black-faced man joked.

"Then I'd better go with you." Ling Xian was helpless, if he had magic power in his body, just one look could make the three of them fly away.

But at this moment, he lost all his strength and broke another leg. How could he contend against the three of them?

"That's right, I promise, when you meet the village master, you will thank the three of us."

"Remember, my name is Hei Lao San."

The big black-faced man patted Ling Xian on the shoulder, and with great force, Ling Xian coughed violently.

There is no way, his strength has been sealed, so naturally he can't bear it.

"Your small body is too weak." Hei Laosan looked disgusted, and so did the two of them.

This made Ling Xian dumbfounded, he is the young supreme who pushes across the eighth realm, if the power is still there, he can kill everyone in this world with a single thought.

"The tiger has fallen into the sun."

Ling Xian sighed secretly, and said: "Since I am about to marry your village master, shouldn't you be more polite to me?"

"It is true that I should be more polite to you, but I have to correct you, you are not marrying, but marrying."

Hei Lao San laughed, seeing that Ling Xian's right leg was injured, he pointed at the big man in black and said, "You carry him on your back."

Hearing this, the big man in black reluctantly put Ling Xian on his back and walked towards the mountain peak on the right.

"If you come, you will be safe. When you get to the place, think of a way."

Ling Xian was helpless, he didn't want to marry that village master, no matter how beautiful or ugly he was, but he had no choice but to take one step at a time.

Half an hour later, a group of people climbed the mountain and met the old village owner.

This man was sitting on a tiger-skin chair boldly, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, obviously he had kung fu.

"Old village master, I have captured a man for the village master." Hei Laosan had a flattering expression on his face.

"He looks good, but it's a pity that he is a scholar with no strength."

Glancing at Ling Xian, the old village master showed regret, and said, "It's okay, I only want my grandson, it doesn't matter whose kind."

Hearing this, Ling Xian was speechless, at least he was choosing a son-in-law, this is too casual.

"My daughter went to the city to rob, you take this boy to her boudoir first, and then go to receive the reward." The old village owner laughed.

"Thank you, old village master, for the reward." Hei Lao San was overjoyed, and escorted Ling Xian to the village master's boudoir.

After a while, a quiet and elegant courtyard appeared in front of Ling Xian.

"Wait here, when the village master comes back, you boy will have to thank me." Hei Lao San sighed, not hiding his envy.

Then, he turned and left, leaving behind Ling Xian who couldn't laugh or cry.

"As soon as Luo Xinjie entered this world, he met the elders of the Rueqing Palace, but I was robbed by bandits to be the master of the village."

Ling Xian sighed, closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting patiently.

His only hope is that the village master does not agree. If he agrees, then he can only think of other ways.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the evening, a woman in red walked into the small courtyard, closing the moon to shame the flowers, overwhelming the country and the city.

What's even more rare is that she has a heroic spirit that ordinary women don't have.

She glanced at Ling Xian lightly, not happy, only disgusted.

Seeing this, Ling Xian knew that this woman was dissatisfied with him, so he couldn't help but smile. (To be continued.)