Fast time travel villain purification in progress

Chapter 1137 Celestial Master Female Supporter VS Pluto Villain 10
I was thinking that since Ling Ling had insomnia, I would go to the drug store to grab some tranquilizer for Yin Ling later.

While the two were talking, they had already arrived in front of a house.

The house is quite large, and the plaque above the door of the house is engraved with Luo Zhai.

The Luo family is a wealthy family in Qingfeng Town. They heard that there was unrest in the house, so they posted a reward in the city and invited heavenly masters, Taoist priests, etc. to drive away the evil spirits.

Yin Ling and Yin Qianqian were passing by Qingfeng Town and happened to see the news about the reward, so they planned to come and take a look.

As soon as they reached the door, they were stopped, "Who is it?"

"We sisters are heavenly masters. We heard that this house needs to exorcise evil spirits, so we came to take a look." Yin Qianqian told the guard why she came.

The guard listened with clear disbelief in his eyes.

After all, Yin Qianqian and Yin Ling looked beautiful. If they weren't dressed in ordinary clothes, he would have thought that they were young ladies from a wealthy family.

Seeing the guard acting like this, Yin Qianqian could guess what he was thinking. With a slight smile on his lips, he spoke again: "Our surname is Yin, please inform us."

The guard was stunned for a moment after hearing Yin Qianqian's words, then turned around and entered the door.

Yin is the surname of the first Celestial Master family in the Luoyue Dynasty.

In the entire Luoyue Dynasty, almost no one knew about the Yin family.

Of course the guard had heard about it. He was dubious about Yin Qianqian's words, but he still went in to report it.

Yin Qianqian and Yin Ling just stood waiting outside the door of Luo residence.

After standing for a while, there was a sudden noise in my ears.

Yin Ling and Yin Qianqian followed the sound. When they saw the scene clearly, Yin Qianqian frowned, while Yin Ling raised her eyebrows.

I saw that the direction from which the noise came was filled with evil energy.

Shrouded in black air, a group of people were chasing a ragged young man with ferocious faces.Seeing this, Yin Qianqian tightened the wooden sword in her hand and rushed forward.

Before he could take action, he was stopped by Yin Ling.

Seeing this, Yin Qianqian turned her head and looked at Yin Ling, "Lingling, what's wrong?"

"Wait a while." Yin Ling held the wooden sword and leaned against the pillar outside the door of Luo's house. His deep and clean eyes were filled with a hint of teasing, looking not far away.

I saw that the boy who was being chased and beaten was wearing tattered clothes, holding a broken bowl in one hand and a bamboo pole in the other. His hair was unkempt.

The young man ran in front, and the group of people chased behind him.

The people behind him chased him from the corner to the entrance of Luo Zhai. In just a short distance, the boy had fallen down eight times and been kicked ten times.

In the end, the young man was thrown hard at the door of Luo's house. Seeing this, several people behind him immediately punched and kicked him.

The young man covered his head pitifully, curled up into a ball, and lay on the ground, looking pitiful.

Seeing this, Yin Qianqian couldn't stand it any longer. He drew his sword and was about to step forward, but was stopped again by Yin Ling.

Yin Qianqian didn't know why, and turned to look at Yin Ling, "Lingling, is there a problem?"

Before Yin Ling could speak, Yin Qianqian spoke again, "That boy is dying, we need to be saved..."

Before Yin Qianqian finished her words, she saw a dark group of people standing up to get rid of those people. She rushed over and hugged Yin Ling...'s thigh.

"Sister, save me." The young man hugged Yin Ling's thigh pitifully, and raised his eyes as he spoke, looking at Yin Ling with tears in his eyes, looking at the weak and helpless boy.

The corners of Yin Ling's mouth curved, and he lowered his head slightly, looking at the young man sitting on the ground.

(End of this chapter)