And Du Mingfeng was completely frightened by Mu Xingchen's banditry, and he was stunned for a moment before he remembered to chase after him. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Let her go!" You bandit," it's just that he is weaker, how can his foot strength catch up with Mu Xingchen, who used to be a special soldier? When he was a soldier, he once ran hundreds of miles with a load, did not eat or drink, carried hundreds of pounds on his back, and did not feel tired. Now carrying Zhuo Mengjun, a villain who is less than 100 pounds, isn't it like playing?

At this time, Mengjun really felt that the heavens should not be called, and the earth was not spiritual. Oh my God! Mother Earth! Give me strength, right? So that I can escape the clutches of this black-bellied man.

However, at this time, this can only be a luxury for her. The hands of this black-bellied man were like iron tongs, firmly imprisoning her body, not allowing her to struggle in the slightest. What's even more sad is that he heard Du Mingfeng's cry behind him. What an unfortunate thing it must be to be a man to watch another man snatch his beloved woman alive and be unable to do anything about it.

"Fight! I'm fighting with you! Suddenly, Du Mingfeng's voice sounded behind him again, he didn't know where he copied a wooden stick, and rushed up like crazy, trying to fight to the death. He's been able to use his abilities to the fullest. Unexpectedly, after running a few steps, he caught up, and he picked up the wooden stick in his hand and slashed it at Mu Xingchen's head. Even Mengjun felt the cold wind under the swing of the stick.

Mu Xingchen's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he said, those who are powerful are afraid of the horizontal, and those who are horizontal are afraid of not dying. He's really going to work hard! With Mu Xingchen's skills, as long as he instinctively tilted his head, he would easily dodge Du Mingfeng's attack, but in that case, the stick would fall on Mengjun's head due to inertia, and this stick was really enough for Mengjun to bear.

In a hurry, Mu Xingchen kicked his legs backwards high, just supporting Du Mingfeng's body running over. Thus he was frozen in place, immobilizing.

"Brother Mingfeng!" Zhuo Mengjun screamed mournfully, she desperately straightened up, climbed on the shoulders of the black-bellied man, and looked at her sweetheart who was only one meter away from her, but the very close distance in front of them seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Mengjun." Du Mingfeng let out a low cry and tried his best to pounce forward, but no matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail. A bad premonition climbed up from the bottom of his heart, is he about to lose Mengjun like this? Is this man in front of him sent by God to break him up and Mengjun?

He and Mengjun were childhood sweethearts, and when they were still in the hazy period of their teenage love, he decided that they would not marry Mengjun in this life. His family and the Zhuo family were originally world friends, and their interaction and future union were highly favored and promoted by the parents of both sides. He felt that he was very happy, and in this life, he could get a woman like Mengjun as his wife, what more could he ask for? He then silently looked forward to it in the hope of future happiness.

However, a chance incident reduced the happy dream in his heart. That time was a tour organized by the unit, to Wuming Mountain to play, there is a temple on the mountain, everyone went into the temple to visit, there is a monk in the temple, it is said that he can pinch and calculate. So he begged for a sign in a playful mindset, but he was surprised. He and Mengjun are destined to be inseparable in this life, and they can't become husband and wife at all. His face turned pale with fright, and he asked with trembling lips, "Master, what is the reason?" ”

The master smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Sign the clouds, 'Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, and in the blink of an eye, they are all floating clouds." The dragon is not a dragon, the phoenix is not a phoenix, and there is something else to do with waving his hand. This indicates that the donor and your girlfriend cannot have a happy marriage, which is a big mystery of the word Qiankun, which may indicate that there will be an accident between you, and it also indicates that you are not your girlfriend's true destiny, but someone else! ”

"Master, can't this be solved?" At that time, he held the old monk's hand tightly and pleaded.

"Well, it's hard, but ...... The word floating cloud has taken a slight turn, as the saying goes, "things are done by people", the donor can also try his best to redeem it, and take all the events that block your good marriage as a floating cloud to dispel it! After a little contemplation, the old monk said this earnestly.

"Thank you for the master, thank you for the master." At that moment, Du Mingfeng was so excited that he knelt on the ground and was about to kowtow.

"Donor, please hurry up, the old man is just a monk, how can he receive such a great gift from you?" The old monk hurriedly helped him up, "Donor, I also want to advise you, you are too deeply fascinated by this situation, I hope you have to think twice, do not indulge in it and can't extricate yourself, if that's the case, you will be delayed by this in this life." Therefore, the old man also asks the donor to remember that there must be room for everything, and don't be too persistent, because it will only harm others and yourself when the time comes! ”

"Thank you, Master, I remember it all." Du Mingfeng hurriedly got up and made a statement.