Meng Feiyun's palm just now was just the simplest move, and he did not use any of the Demon Cloud Supreme Technique, because stopping the exercise had delayed the removal of alien true qi for three or five days.

If you fight with all your might, you will probably not be able to get better for a month. What's more, if Xu Zhengyan doesn't leave a way out to fight with him, although Meng Feiyun is confident that he will be killed by his palm, he will inevitably be injured and injured.

At that time, it will not be a problem of healing, and it is likely to leave permanent hidden injuries and shake the foundation.

Therefore, Meng Feiyun watched Yan Xin rescue Zhen Cailing without forcibly stopping him.

The area where the Demon Cloud Castle is located is located within a radius of a hundred miles, and there are spies from the Demon Cloud Castle everywhere. Although Meng Feiyun's palm just now is useless, Yan Xin was injured in order to save people. There must be inconvenience when walking, and it is impossible for him to escape a hundred miles away quickly.

Meng Feiyun only needs to send people to harass Yan Xin, so that his actions can stop him and heal his wounds. After three days, he will complete the healing and recover from the peak of his recovery. No matter Yan Xin or Zhen Cailing, he will not escape from the clutches.

Especially Zhen Cailing, it is related to whether he can make a breakthrough and must not be missed!

There are not many top experts in the Demon Cloud Castle, but there are not many at the next level. As a big devil, Meng Feiyun doesn’t feel sorry for no matter how many lives he has used to hold Yan Xin.

Even if the entire Moyun Castle dies so that Meng Feiyun is left alone, it doesn’t matter. There are so many bad people in the world, no matter how many deaths, someone will make up for it.

...

Yan Xin jumped out of the window, hugged Zhen Cailing into his arms in the air, and made a light decision and landed gently on the ground.

"Uncle, I'm afraid." A gentle voice came from my arms.

"Don't be afraid, you're uncle here." Yan Xin used his light skills to stay away from the Demon Cloud Castle while comforting the overly frightened little girl.

It seemed that Yan Xin's words gave the little girl spiritual support, and her arms suddenly became quiet, leaving only a gentle breathing sound.

After moving forward for more than ten miles quickly, Yan Xin gently put Zhen Cailing down and turned around. Only then could he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

"Uncle, are you okay?" An exclaimed from behind.

Yan Xin wiped off the blood from his mouth, turned his head and smiled, "Uncle is fine, don't worry, let me adjust my breath for a moment, and we will continue on our way."

Zhen Cailing could still see a look of horror in his eyes, but at this time he still made a brave expression and said firmly: "Uncle, heal, let me protect you."

Yan Xin nodded, made an expression of giving everything to you, sat on the ground, and began to regulate his breath.

Meng Feiyun is worthy of being the top of the combat power of this world. The palm just now was not good. If Yan Xin wanted to completely heal his injuries, it would take at least one day. However, this place is too close to the Demon Cloud Castle, and it is really not a good place to heal the wounds. Yan Xin can only temporarily suppress the injuries in his body.

While using his abilities to heal his wounds, Yan Xin thought while thinking that the completion prompt for the main task 2 did not appear, indicating that Zhen Cailing's fate trajectory had not completely changed. Leaving the Demon Cloud Castle was only the first step.

At the same time, this also shows a problem, that is, Meng Feiyun does not seem to give up the idea of ​​snatching Zhen Cailing back, but why is this? What is there in Zhen Cailing that Meng Feiyun needs?

Yan Xin has no idea about this now, but it is certain that he must send Zhen Cailing to a safe place!

Whether it is for the wish of the Lord or for the main task 2.

Yan Xin read through the memories from the main master to see if there is something safe.

First of all, you can't go back to Heroes Villa. Zhen Yingxiong is already dead. The most powerful thing about Heroes Villa is himself, but even if he recovers from his health, he may not be Meng Feiyun's opponent.

Then what else is there?

After searching through it, Yan Xin finally found a place.

Zhen Yi, the old owner of Yingxiong Villa and Zhen Yingxiong's adoptive father, retired from the world ten years ago. After handing over Yingxiong Villa to Zhen Yingxiong, he lived in seclusion in Tianling Mountain.

Before Zhen Yi retired, he was already a senior master. He retired to break through to the great master. There were too many trivial matters in the world, which completely delayed his practice.

And now ten years have passed, and he is likely to become a great master. Even if he doesn't have a top master, plus himself, the possibility of competing with Meng Feiyun will be greatly increased.

Yan Xin estimated that the distance here is from Tianling Mountain. With his injuries, it will take two days to travel with all his strength. However, he needs to use his energy to suppress his injuries every time, and Zhen Cailing also needs to eat and rest, otherwise he will not be able to withstand it.

It will take about three days, and you may have to face the siege of the Demon Cloud Castle during this period, but as long as Meng Feiyun is not taking action by himself, even if he is injured, he will not be afraid of any opponent.

I can only hope for my brother-in-law’s tricks and try my best to hold Meng Feiyun’s footsteps.

Thinking about this clearly, the injuries on his body were temporarily suppressed. Yan Xin picked up Zhen Cailing and continued on his way.

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At this moment, Yan Xin held Zhen Cailing's hand and walked into the bamboo shed.

A middle-aged strong man with dark skin, big and thick skin, immediately greeted the guests enthusiastically and greeted them and sat down.

"What do you want to order? There are buns and noodles in the small shop, and tea and wine."

"Two bowls of noodles and a pot of tea." Yan Xin replied, both of them were hungry at this time and had to eat.

"Okay, wait a moment." The man responded loudly, turned his head and went to prepare.

Yan Xin glanced around with his eyes. The entire bamboo shed was not big, with only five tables. Except for Yan Xin's table, there were people sitting on the other tables. It seemed that there were not many passers-by on this road.

At the table, an old man with white hair was sitting with a child who looked about the same age as Zhen Cailing. The two of them turned their backs to Yan Xin, and they could not see their appearance. The old man broke off the buns in his hand and fed them to the child for food.

Three men in thick-clad leather shoes sat at a table, with hoes and sickles on their feet and thick calluses on their hands. The three of them were drinking bad wine in big gulps while making jokes in rural slang.

Two men and women wearing white shirts and long swords sat at the table, both wearing hats. The gauze drooped down from the hats, and they didn't even lift up the gauze when eating, making people unable to see their faces clearly. The two ate silently, very quiet, and only looked at it a few times after Yan Xin came in.

There were three people sitting at a table, two of whom seemed to be husband and wife, and were whispering to something in a low voice, and the old man next to him seemed to be trying to fight.

Yan Xin’s table is in the middle of the bamboo shed, and the other four tables are in front, back and left and right of Yan Xin’s table.

The owner first brought a pot of tea and two cups. Yan Xin took one of the cups and poured a cup of coarse tea, put it under his nose and smelled it. Then he took a sip, waited for a while, and swallowed the remaining tea in the cup in one sip. However, no abnormality was found, so he poured the cup he had drunk and handed it to Zhen Cailing.

Zhen Cailing sat quietly. After seeing the tea, she didn't say anything even though she was thirsty. She waited for Yan Xin to hand her the tea to her before taking it over and drinking it in a big gulp. Then Yan Xin poured her another cup and drank it in one sip. It seemed that she was really thirsty.

"Two bowls of Yangchun noodles!"

At this time, the shop owner came over with two bowls of noodles and shouted.
Chapter completed!