Using the same technique, it was only that compared to before, the amount of light green medicinal powder used by Idiom Fan was larger. At the same time, the only difference is that this time Idiom Fan did not use the Sleeping Charm. And the exit at this moment is also deep in a dense forest, and it is even more difficult to find than the previous exit.

However, he was still caught by the idiom Fan and walked out of that exit.

After stepping out of the exit, it didn't take long for him to see a dark tent that was slightly smaller than the previous tent not far from the dense forest.

Quietly and quickly, Idiom Fan soon came to the vicinity of the tent, and along the way, Journey to the West's soul perception was also controlled to the extreme, and after making sure that the people around him were unconscious and fell asleep with the medicinal powder, he gradually got closer to the tent.

After all, the idiom Fan doesn't want to kill a Cheng bite the gold halfway.

In order to prevent the half-way bite gold to come out, at the location of the strange exit, the idiom Fan left three superimposed illusions without a trace, even if someone broke in, I was afraid that they would be trapped in this illusion. When the time comes....... I'm afraid of the people trapped inside, that's really cool.

And after the cool crooked, the idiom Fan had already rescued the person.

Besides, Idiom Fan also knows that if he wants to go back, he must not be able to return the same way. Therefore, before leaving, let Old Man Ge make a lot of links at the exit of the entire branch, as long as he completes the rescue. to escape safely.

Idiom Fan got closer and closer to the dark tent, looking at this tent, looking at the setting outside the tent, this idiot was groaning, he really thought that he was the emperor of the Son of Heaven, so embarrassed. This couldn't help but make Idiom Fan throw out his middle finger fiercely, expressing condolences and incomparable contempt.

Although the tent was dark, under the reflection of the light inside the tent, Idiom Fan could still clearly see some very unhealthy things.

Although, for him, what was happening in the tent was not healthy, for him, it was a great opportunity.

"This guy, don't you know that there is a knife on the head of the word 'color', this guy will die after all, and today, I will ask you to fulfill this 'wish'!"

Listening to the rapid breathing of men and women in the tent, the corners of Idiom Fan's mouth had already outlined a perfect arc.

That perfect arc has long formed a scythe, like the scythe of death. Gradually, and all the time, he leaned closer to the neck of the man called the wind moan.

The man named Wind Yin is no one, it is none other than Lord Wind in the mouth of those tomb guards.

At the same time, this man is also the master who has a lot of grudges with Idiom Fan.

"Tianyou, you go find Su Ting!"

At this time, Idiom Fan immediately turned his mind, and his dark eyes also turned, and Sen Sen's chill was revealed, "After finding it, I will immediately go to an old man Ge." ”

Hearing this, Tianyou was stunned and even surprised.

"What about you?"

"Don't worry, I'll be able to handle it, and it's a rare thing to settle a grudge. Idiom Fan whispered.

"Are you the only one to deal with him?"

Tianyou couldn't believe it, and he also showed a look of "You still fight with others like this, be careful of braids".

"Don't worry, even if this Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword doesn't have a Sword Spirit Heavenly Shadow, but the aura in this Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword ......" The arc outlined at the corner of Idiom Fan's mouth was very grim and cold, "If I can't even solve him, then how can I fight against stronger people in the future?"

There is nothing wrong with the idiom Fan's words.

Not to mention the cultivation of the top, just by virtue of the superiority of this weapon, the idiom Fan Na has the upper hand.

If it had been a few years ago, Idiom Fan really didn't have the slightest chance of winning. But now, times have changed. The diligent cultivation in the past few years, especially in spells and illusions, has already surpassed the womanizer in front of him.

After thinking about it slightly, Tianyou said lightly: "Okay," For this point, Tianyou still believes in the little master in front of him very much, "Be careful yourself, you are improving, and the other party is also improving, don't be arrogant!"

Idiom Fan nodded, knowing the reason, and then said: "Go quickly, don't delay such a good time." ”

......

In the tent, the lustful Feng Yin looked down at the beautiful woman beside her, and the smile on her face was really disgusting.

At the same time, the various voices coming from the tent, no matter how good the practice language Fan is determined, it is a little unbearable.

"Sure enough, it's a knife on the head of the word 'color'. ”

Immediately, the idiom Fan quietly spit out a turbid breath.

"Soothe the soul and calm the soul, merge with the Tao, breathe and cultivate the truth, and the qi and veins are peaceful!" Immediately, he shouted urgently in his heart, "Urgent as a law!" Suddenly, the sword in his right hand pointed at the center of his eyebrows, "E!"

A spell came down, and the restless lust in his body was immediately suppressed.

"I'm damn it, I've even used a fucking requiem spell, how terrible is this woman!"

Even a person with excellent concentration like Fan is a little overwhelmed, let alone the wind groaning with it.

......

"That's it, why don't we go together?" At this moment, the voice of Tianyu was already heard in my head.

"Take Su Ting and leave, if this girl is injured somewhere, Chen Shuang will not be able to find me desperately!"

This is definitely true, if it really hurts, Chen Shuang will definitely find him desperately. So, it's still complete...... Thinking of this, Idiom Fan suddenly asked, "That girl didn't hurt anything!"

"It's just a little skin trauma, it's not in the way, it's fine in a day or two!"

Hearing Tianyou's answer, there was no movement on the surface of the idiom Fan, but in his heart, he had already given the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of Fengyin to the "grass and mud horse"!

I thought about it again, this can't be helped, it's just a little skin trauma, if it's at a deeper level...... The scene where Chen Shuang was desperately looking for him...... Idiom Fan might as well fight a group of evil spirits for 300 rounds!

Well, now that the person has been saved, it's better to let Tianyou bring it back first. If it wasn't the wind that stayed in this tent, I'm afraid that Idiom Fan would follow, who let this tent carry the wind yin. Even if the ten horses come to pull it now, they can't pull the idiom Fan in the slightest, and he still knows this.

After giving the idiom Fan a careful warning, Tianyou disappeared without a trace. If Feng Yin knew that his dinner tonight was taken away by someone else, it is estimated that he would vomit several liters of blood.

The mask came from nowhere, and the idiom Fan put it on his face, leaving only his mouth and two eyes. And in those two eyes, deep in the eyes, a chill burst out.

Just as Feng Yin was reminiscing about the endless comfort and excitement of preparing for the main meal, his sharp nerves like licking blood from the edge of his knife made him instantly feel that there was an unacceptable hostility around him. Suddenly, when he grabbed a long knife in his hand, it flew in one direction like an arrow from a string.

"Whew. ”

The sound of the tent curtain being torn rang out in an instant, followed by a "ding" sound of metal colliding, and a cold light easily cut open the curtain and bounced away the flying long knife. At the same time, a more rapid figure flashed into the tent, and before the woman on the tent bed could scream, an invisible force instantly made the woman faint.

In an instant, the cold light of Sen Leng unceremoniously slashed towards the neck of the wind roar.