Ling Fang: "......"

Her weak and soft eyes looked at Wuchen, hoping that Wuchen could pity the jade.

However, Wuchen didn't see it.

He said to Ming Fei: "I'll accompany you." ”

With that, the group of four walked out.

As soon as the four of them walked out of the Qiankun Pavilion, a young man dressed as a small man stepped forward and handed Ming Fei a letter.

Ming Fei looked at the person who came, and his intuition believed that this person and this letter were related to Xiaoshuang's disappearance.

"Who are you?" asked Ming Fei as she took the letter with her gloves on.

"If you read the letter, you will understand. The little guy said arrogantly, obviously not taking the shabby Ming Fei in his eyes.

Ming Fei gave Bingchen a look, and Bingchen understood, and grabbed the little guy who was about to retreat in his hand.

"What are you doing? Let me go, I'm just delivering a letter, I don't know anything. The little guy shouted.

"Gagged him, noisy. Ming Fei said.

Bingchen did so.

Ming Fei opened the letter and viewed it.

[If you want to save people, go to the dense forest in the southern suburbs alone. 】

Shattering the letter paper, Ming Fei walked up to the little guy step by step, knocked off the cloth plug in his mouth with spiritual power, and said, "Who asked you to send the letter to me?"

"I don't know, I don't know anything. The little servant said: "Let me go as soon as possible, otherwise my master will not let you go." ”

"In that case, then I can only not let you go for now. Ming Fei sneered, a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth.

She thundered out, and with a slight finger, a bloody hole was broken in the little girl's right knee.

"Ah......" The pain in the heart made the little guy break and not rush to prevent it, and he almost fainted in pain.

"If you don't say it, then you will have all your limbs cut off, make you a human being, and then I will find someone to support you for a lifetime, so that you can't die if you want to." Ming Fei's ordinary face was full of cold arrogance, as if she was a natural king, and her whole body exuded the power of a strong man.

This potential, which has nothing to do with cultivation, is unique to each person.

For example, if an emperor has not cultivated in the ordinary plane, the emperor's body is potential, which has been cultivated in a high position for a long time, and has nothing to do with the level of cultivation.

"No......" The little guy was frightened, his eyes when he looked at Ming Fei no longer had contempt and arrogance, he widened his eyes and said in horror: "I said, I said ......"

"It was my son-in-law who tied up that little maid in order to lure you over to kill you, it's none of my business!"

"Who is your son-in-law?" asked Ming Fei.

"Yes...... The military department of the Lang Mansion Rong Ce. ”

"Where is he?"

"The southern suburbs of the jungle, waiting for you, Miss. ”

After the little guy finished speaking, he was stunned by Ming Fei's palm.

She strode in the direction of the southern suburbs.

"Mingfei, I'll go with you. Bingchen said.

"Nope. Ming Fei said without looking back: "The letter said that I should go alone, and besides, your strength is not as good as mine, and if you go, it will also cause trouble for me." ”

Bingchen: "......"

Heart-piercing.

He really wanted to help.

After Ming Fei finished speaking, he quickly left.

As she passed by the car dealership, she rented a good horse, rode it on, and headed towards the dense forest in the southern suburbs.

After two hours, she finally arrived in the southern suburbs of the jungle.

By that time, it was already dark.

Ming Fei is a cultivator in the later stage of foundation building, and she can see at night, so the night is not a problem for her, on the contrary, it is still a good protective color.

She came to the agreed place, stopped the good horse, and a quiet voice overflowed from her red lips: "Get out." ”

"Haha...... What an arrogant ugly monster. An indiscernible voice came, and then rockets rained at her in all directions.

This blocked all her back roads.

Moreover, I didn't intend to talk nonsense with her at all, this was the rhythm that was going to kill her.