Before Mu Feng could turn around, a huge wave of qi came from behind him, and his back seemed to be smashed by something, and he was knocked out dozens of meters away along with Qianyi.

On the stone steps down the hill at the edge of the square, Mu Feng got up from the ground with a disgraced face, and the angry shouts in the square a few hundred meters behind him were endless, and the overwhelming black gas came out, and the entire Qixia Peak was shrouded in this strange black smoke.

"Qianyi!" Mu Feng's heart was shocked, he knew that at this moment, the battle between them and Yezheng had already begun, and what made him unacceptable was that Qianyi would actually escape.

"You go quickly, and help me avenge my chance in the future. If I want to abandon them, I really can't do it. Qianyi stood up, gently dusted off his robe, looked at Mu Feng's reluctant face, and said with a smile.

"What?" Mu Feng's eyes widened and he couldn't speak.

"How so? If I hadn't met you, I'd probably still be sitting in my cell, no, I'd have been beheaded. Anyway, if I hadn't met you, I would definitely not have enjoyed the treatment of Qingxuanzong for so long. Nice to meet you guys, time is running out. Long story short, go up later, they'll all die, but it's going to be trouble! ”

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Mu Feng grabbed Qianyi's arm and asked urgently.

"Of course, it's just a pity that I couldn't go back to Moon City with you, it can be delayed for a while, and I can't say it right, if I let Shishan leave here, it will be really a big trouble. If you have a chance to meet Siyin in the future, then what~ Please leave it to her. I didn't want to give it to her in the first place, and now. Anyway, you have to let people know. That's it! ”

Just when Mu Feng's tears burst out of his eyes, Qianyi's eyes were also slightly red, and he held back his tears, took out the handkerchief that had been folded from his arms and handed it to Mu Feng, and then pushed Mu Feng's shoulder when Mu Feng was at a loss, directly pushing him out of the air.

Along the oblique stone steps down the mountain, Mu Feng held the white handkerchief in one hand, and the ink-colored long sword in the other, and his body flew backwards lightly, just like the scene when the guard sent him out of the palace, but at this moment, in front of Mu Feng's eyes, it was no longer a neat and clean street, but Qian Yi waved goodbye with a resolute smile, and at the moment when Mu Feng was about to land, Qian Yi above the diagonal rushed towards the square after a few passionate laughter.

Mu Feng's eyes were moist, and he let tears drip down his emaciated cheeks, and looked at the direction of Qianyi's departure with a dull expression.

The roar of the night on the square in front of him resounded through the mountains and forests, and the disgusting and depressing black air shrouded the square, but Mu Feng's position at the moment was light and light, with lush mountain cliffs on the left, and rolling clouds and fog on the right, while in front of him was the black and steaming Qixiafeng Square.

At the end of the winding and rugged road behind him, the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect who had gathered together were watching anxiously here, and Mu Feng stood quietly motionless, letting the mountain wind blow his tattered robes and remain indifferent.

Mu Feng knows Qianyi, he has been with him for so long, the relationship between him and Incompetence is already very deep, Qianyi looks very unobtrusive, debauched, and doesn't seem to care about anything, but what he cares about is two words that most people don't care about at all: friends.

Mu Feng once learned the art of the emperor, and for a long time he stubbornly thought that those who achieved great things were informal, and it was an eternal truth that he would succeed and his bones would wither, and he could be merciless for his own purposes, even if it was a soldier who followed his birth to death, if he offended him, he would be decided.

Mu Feng didn't know what friendship was, what a friend was, in his eyes, the only thing that was most fetters in his life was his parents and the big stubborn brother, since he got to know Qianyi, Mu Feng really realized the meaning of the word friend, and he really felt what friendship is.

The square in front of him was black and steaming, and from time to time golden light shot out from it, but it was quickly suppressed.

Mu Feng wiped away the tears on his face, the corners of his mouth rose slightly to reveal a bitter smile, looking at the white neatly folded silk handkerchief in his hand, he hesitated a little and shook his head with a wry smile: This is still waiting for you to hand it over to her.

It has always been others who are protecting themselves, and it has always been others who are sacrificing for themselves, rather than stealing their lives like this, it is better to have a good time, just like Qianyi often said, eighteen years later, he is a well-known man.

At this moment, I must not allow myself to be so cowardly again, only regret what I have not done, and never regret what I have done.

But life cannot be perfect, there will be a lot of regrets, Mu Feng let out a heavy sigh and knelt on the stone steps to the beautiful sea of clouds beside him, and kowtowed three times in the direction of worshipping the moon.

In the square, a huge claw of the night claw pinned the four of them to the ground, and the gap between the claws caught them so that they could not move.

A large amount of blood spilled from the corner of his impotent mouth, and the swastika gold seal in the center of his eyebrows had become extremely thin, and it seemed that he was not far from dissipating, but he was still gritting his teeth and struggling to support a thin golden light curtain to wrap the four of them, but at this moment, there was already a slight crack on the golden light curtain, like a broken eggshell, as long as Ye Zhen used a little more force, he could pinch the four of them to death.

"Look how fragile you are." The huge head of the night was slightly lowered, and the two blood-red eyes on it had no pupils, and they were scarlet, but they gave people the feeling that they were staring at the four prey under their feet, which made people feel angry.

In the center of the two fiery red lantern-like eyes of the night, a cloud of black smoke slowly separated from it, quietly suspended above the heads of the four people with painful expressions and extremely uncomfortable pressures by the night.

"You~~You~" Qianyi's face turned red and he was already a little out of breath, still glaring at Shishan who was still shrouded in black smoke in front of him.

"Human beings are so weak, even if you cultivate for ten years, a hundred years will be just ants in my eyes. Ridiculous and want to challenge me! Shishan sneered.

"You're saying you're not human?" Impotence sneered.

"Of course not, I've evolved from a human to a god. Now I will rule this hopeless world, and you will all be my blood servants, and I will give you eternal life! ”

Shishan, wrapped in black smoke, suddenly went berserk, her voice was low, hoarse and harsh, and rampant laughter, and then from this black smoke, four scarlet halos that were constantly distorting and changing appeared.