The Indian Snake King looked at Shen Tu with some puzzlement, but a very uneasy feeling rose in his heart, Shen Tu was already at the end of the strong crossbow, why did he give himself an uneasy feeling?

"Ahh

Immediately after that, a stream of blood rushed out, and his left arm was actually cut off by Qi Gen!

"No, it can't be! how can you!" The Snake King clutched his left arm in pain, and looked at Shen Tu with resentment in his eyes.

The cold light flew to Shen Tu's side, and Shen Tu's hand held the cold light and flew towards the edge of the jungle with the left arm of the Indian Snake King.

"Chase, chase me, I want him to die, I want him to die well!" As soon as the snake king gave this order, his body trembled and fell on the head of the black mamba.

Because a sharp sword qi came from the severed arm, which was spreading towards his body. Although the Indian Snake Monarch wanted to rush over and kill the Divine Slaughter completely, if he left this sword qi alone, he would definitely suffer unimaginable damage!

After thinking about it for a while, the Indian Snake King had no choice but to give up the idea of chasing and killing the god slaughter with hatred, sitting on the head of the black mamba, and concentrating on expelling the sword qi in his body.

"Wan Zhang Hanmang, this is actually the reason!" After the snake monarch expelled the sword qi, a vicious flash flashed on his face: "Next time I see you again, I won't let you go, Shen Tu!"

People in the outside world thought that it was because of Shentu's superb swordsmanship, but they all forgot that in the history of China, there was once a group of people who thought of swords, and their swordsmanship was once called swordsmanship!

This is also the reason why Shentu is known as the Han Mang, outside of the Ten Thousand Zhang, a little Han Mang takes the enemy's head!

Of course, now Shen Tu's swordsmanship can't reach the level of the ancient era, which is the reason why he keeps getting closer to the Snake King!

Within ten zhang, it is the most powerful range of the Divine Slayer Imperial Sword Technique!

And the Indian Snake King didn't understand this, so he underestimated the enemy and was cut off by Shen Tu with the sword technique!

The Dragon King said, cut off your hand! Huaxia Dragon Group, do what you say!

Of course, people thousands of miles away don't know how many people are defending with their lives in order to maintain the majesty of China!

After Ling Feng and Bai Feifei left, they went home alone.

After returning home, Ling Feng saw a small hairball wagging its tail in the living room, and it was looking at Ling Feng with its eyes inviting merit.

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, shouldn't the hairball be by Yun Hanrui's side? Could it be that Yun Hanrui is ...... now

Ling Feng hurriedly pushed open the bedroom door, and sure enough, Yun Hanrui was lying on his bed, and the quilt was covering Yun Hanrui's body.

"Maoqiu, what's going on?" Ling Feng said to Maoqiu back in the living room.

The hairball waved its little paws, and a dog played a one-man show, fortunately, Ling Feng had the spiritual imprint of the hairball, and he almost guessed what the hairball was trying to express.

"You mean that Yun Hanrui was surrounded by gangsters, and you defeated those gangsters and brought Yun Hanrui to me?" Ling Feng concluded.

The hairball nodded his head, puffed up his small breasts, and looked like he was about to praise me.

Ling Feng kicked the hairball away, angry: "Why don't you send her home?

Woo woo! The hairball was aggrieved into a ball, and the little eyes looked at Ling Feng with some puzzlement, could it be that he really did something wrong?

Ling Feng didn't bother to explain to Maoqiu, he entered the bedroom again, ready to wake up Yun Hanrui. After all, a lonely man and a widow are in a room, how can they be suspected of being melons and plums.

When Ling Feng stretched out his hand to wake up Yun Hanrui, he heard Yun Hanrui shout softly, "Ling Feng, don't ...... Don't go, don't go!"

Ling Feng's hand froze in mid-air, looking at Yun Hanrui's beautiful side face, Ling Feng's heart was very complicated.

He didn't know what Yun Hanrui had encountered in his dream, but looking at her sleeping appearance, Ling Feng couldn't bear to wake her up.

"Forget it, who made you my childhood sweetheart?" Ling Feng sighed, returned to the living room and lay down on the sofa.

Yun Hanrui's attitude towards herself, in fact, Ling Feng was also a little uncertain, at first Yun Hanrui was very resistant to herself, and Ling Feng was also very understanding.

A woman with a peerless elegance suddenly said that she was accused of being married, how could she stay calm? But with Ling Feng's efforts, the marriage contract between the two was dissolved, and the two slowly regained the feeling of childhood sweethearts.

However, in Ling Feng's opinion, the relationship between the two was nothing more than friendship, brother and sister! For Yun Hanrui and Chaoyang Group, Ling Feng didn't have any thoughts at all.

But now it seems that Yun Hanrui's own feelings seem to have slowly changed.

"Does she like herself?" Ling Feng frowned, he wasn't quite sure.

But soon Ling Feng put this thought behind him: "Forget it, I don't want to, I'm so tired, let's sleep!"

The next day, when Yun Hanrui's consciousness was sober, she thought of what happened yesterday, she checked the clothes on her body for the first time, and then saw where she was now.

"Huh, this place is so familiar!" Yun Hanrui looked around, and then patted her head: "Isn't this Ling Feng's house? How could I be in Ling Feng's house? Could it be that Ling Feng saved me yesterday?"

Yun Hanrui straightened her clothes, carefully pushed open the bedroom door, and found that it was quiet outside, and there was no one. At this time, the door outside rang, and Ling Feng's voice came in.

"You greedy dog, don't eat at my place in the future, you are so good at eating! If you want to eat, go to Yun Hanrui's house to eat, anyway, her family is rich, and she can't eat it!"

Ling Feng, who pushed the door in, saw Yun Hanrui looking at him with an unkind face, raised his hand and said with a smile: "Morning, wake up." ”

Yun Hanrui took a deep breath and said lightly: "I woke up, yesterday ...... Yesterday was your ......"

"Don't get me wrong, it was the furball who saved you yesterday and sent you to my bed. But don't worry, I'm a decent gentleman, and I haven't touched you at all!" Ling Feng said solemnly.

"Ling Feng, you...... I ......" Yun Hanrui was a little angry.

Ling Feng put the breakfast in his hand on the table and said, "Eat, by the way, tell me what happened yesterday, why did you receive an attack from the gangsters?"

At the mention of this, Yun Hanrui was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took out her mobile phone and dialed Lin Zhijie's phone: "Senior brother, are you okay......?"

Lin Zhijie was lying in the hospital, his face was bandaged into a zongzi, he was a little nervous to take Yun Hanrui's phone, but listening to Yun Hanrui's voice, she didn't seem to know that she was the mastermind behind the scenes.

Come to think of it, that dog would never tell Yun Hanrui that all this was Lin Zhijie's ghost!

After Lin Zhijie figured this out, he said in a miserable tone: "Xiaorui, are you okay now?" I was knocked unconscious by those gangsters, and when I woke up, I found myself lying on the side of the road, and you were not around, I was very worried about you!"