Chapter 67
Lin Yao has a fever.

Lin Mo didn't care about chasing and killing the other disciples of Chuanyunzong, so he quickly carried her to the courtyard behind the main hall of Chuanyunzong.

As soon as he entered the yard, Lin Mo saw four shivering girls hiding in the corner, looking at Lin Mo in horror.

"Anyone else?" Lin Mo grinned grimly.

"Please..." The four girls knelt down and begged for mercy.

Lin Mo sneered and said, "You actually kneel down to your enemy? A disciple of the Cloud Piercer Sect only has this ambition."

A woman in green looked up, resisting the fear in her heart, and said: "We are not disciples of Chuan Yunzong, we are maids."

maid?

Lin Mo frowned.

Seeing that Lin Mo didn't draw a sword, the girl in green became more courageous, and quickly said: "We were bought by the suzerain to serve her maids. We don't know martial arts, and we haven't done anything bad. Please let me go." Let's..."

Lin Mo's sword fell suddenly, and the woman in green hugged her head in horror when she saw this.

The sword stopped on his head, and Lin Mo confirmed that they really don't know martial arts, they are just ordinary maids.

Lin Mo has clear grievances and grievances. If they are members of the Yunyun Sect, no matter how good-looking they are, they will kill them.

But Lin Mo's sword will not kill innocent people.

Lin Mo withdrew his sword and said to the four women, "Raise the fire in the room, go get me a pot of hot water, and get some medicine for fever."

"Yes!" The four girls scrambled away.

After a while, the fourth daughter did not come back.

Lin Mo smiled wryly, it seems that they ran away overnight.

Lin Mo didn't care about this, and could understand them.

Lin Mo lit the fire and boiled the water by himself.

Then Lin Mo sat by the bed, put his hands on Lin Yao's shoulders, and injected his own strength into Lin Yao's body to dispel the chill in her body.

Feeling the icy chill coming from Lin Yao's body, Lin Mo's heart ached to death.

Lin Yao has never been hurt like this since she was a child.

All along, Lin Mo took good care of her.

This time, Lin Yao suffered too much hardship.

Seeing the clear palm prints on Lin Yao's face, Lin Mo almost ran away again.

Even if so many people from Chuanyunzong were killed, it was still difficult for Lin Mo to dispel his anger.

After a while, Lin Yao opened her eyes, and called out sweetly to Lin Mo: "Brother... so I am not dreaming."

"Well, it's okay." Lin Mo covered her face with his hands.

"Yeah!" Lin Yao smiled happily, "I knew we would be fine."

"Yaoyao, why were you caught by them back then..."

After a while, Lin Mo listened to Lin Yao finish the process, and Lin Mo's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Ye Lin..." Lin Mo said literally.

"Damn it, let her run away." Lin Mo gritted his teeth and shouted.

If he knew what Ye Lin was doing, Lin Mo would never let her escape.

"No matter where she goes, I will find her." Lin Mo said firmly.

On the other side, the four maids who had just escaped from Lin Mo hurried down the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, a beautiful shadow stood in front of them.

They approached cautiously, and saw Ye Lin with a gloomy face.

Seeing that they were their own people, the four girls breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Lin smiled coldly: "What are you doing here?"

The woman in green replied, "Miss Ye Lin, I...we want to go home."

Ye Lin sneered and said: "You are the maid of the head, he usually treats you well, but now that he is gone, you still have the face to live..."

The faces of the four changed slightly.

The woman in green boldly retorted: "We are just maids, not married to the suzerain, let alone..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Ye Lin's sword stabbed into her throat.

The woman in green looked at Ye Lin unwillingly. She didn't expect that she didn't die by Lin Mo's hands, but by her own hands.

The other three girls yelled in terror, turned around and tried to escape.

But they were caught up by Ye Lin, and they ended up killing them one by one.

Immediately, Ye Lin quickly disappeared into the darkness.

On the top of the mountain, Lin Yao fell asleep.

Dispelled by Lin Mo's power, the chill in her body finally completely disappeared, and her body gradually recovered.

She was tired all day and needed sleep.

Lin Mo stayed with her, and Lin Yao didn't wake up until the sun was high.

"Brother, that's great, we're all still alive." Lin Yao threw herself into Lin Mo's arms as soon as she woke up.

Seeing his younger sister recovering her vitality, Lin Mo also laughed happily.

"Brother, where are we?"

"Chuan Yunfeng." Lin Mo put on the padded coat and cloak for her, and led her out of the yard.

Outside the main hall, there are corpses all over the ground.

"Piercing Cloud Sect, it has been destroyed." Lin Yao's words were complicated.

"Well, if you dare to touch you, you should be killed." Lin Mo said indifferently, "It's a pity that Ye Lin ran away, otherwise she would never let her die quickly."

"Brother!" Lin Yao whispered, "That Ye Lin is so beautiful."

Lin Mo said indifferently: "So what? Anyone who is an enemy should be killed."

Lin Yao said: "Oh, brother, I'm afraid, do you dislike women? It stands to reason that a normal person would have a heart of sympathy, right?

I'm really worried that you won't be able to marry a wife in the future. "

Lin Mo patted Lin Yao's butt lightly, and said, "Don't worry, brother is normal, and I will find you a sister-in-law in the future."

Later, Lin Mo found a carriage at the foot of the mountain, and took his sister to set sail again.

Without the pursuit of Yunyunzong, the road ahead will be much smoother.

Lin Mo was sitting on the carriage, holding a parchment scroll in his hand.

Xuan-level low-grade swordsmanship and martial arts: Zhankong.

"Swordsmanship to cut the sky requires sixteen meridians to operate at the same time, concentrating power on one point. The profound meaning of swordsmanship..."

This sword technique is only one level behind Xingluo.

This time it took three days.

Compared to the first time it took half a month to practice Shattering Space, this time it was much faster.

Next, Lin Mo comprehended two more Huang-level sword skills, the middle-grade Huang-level sword technique and martial skill: Liuyun Zhan.

And the lower-grade Huang-level swordsmanship and martial arts: smashing.

So far, Lin Mo has mastered every martial skill below the Xuan-level low-rank, and will be more handy in future battles.

On the fourth day, Lin Mo came up with a new martial skill.

This is a martial skill of the middle rank of Xuan level, named: Broken Star.

This martial skill is much more complicated and more obscure than the low-rank Xingluo of the Xuan level.

Lin Mo, who had comprehended the intent of the sword, also felt that it would take a lot of time to practice this martial skill.

Similarly, the more complex and obscure sword skills, once successfully cultivated, the power will be multiplied.

According to Tian Zhi Da Zhong's description, it takes three months for ordinary geniuses to practice Xuan-level low-rank.It takes three years to cultivate the middle grade of Xuan level.

The time is ten times different.

As for the top grade of Xuan level, it is a complete test of talent, and it takes five to ten years for ordinary geniuses.

If it is an earth-level martial skill, it will take a long time to polish, and it also needs opportunities and talents.

As for the heaven-level martial arts: that is not something low-end warriors can comprehend. Every existence that can practice heaven-level martial arts is a person who stands at the top of the continent, and their perception of power has reached a level that ordinary people can hardly match.

In this way, there is a certain probability to comprehend the sky-level martial arts.

Next, Lin Mo sank his mind and devoted himself to the cultivation of Xuan-level middle-grade martial arts.

(End of this chapter)

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