"Thank you. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Tears flashed in Meng Nanzhi's eyes, and his tone was full of sincerity.

Qing Yan ignored him, and just opened his arms to control the sword body and speed forward.

Meng Nanzhi had only seen the spectacle of flying with the sword on TV before, but this time he stepped on the flying sword's body immersively, and only felt that the entire center of gravity of his body wanted to fall uncontrollably.

grabbed Qingyan's waist and barely controlled his body from falling.

"I'm sorry." Meng Nanzhi lowered his head in extreme shame, thinking that his actions just now violated Qingyan.

Seeing Meng Nanzhi like this, Qingyan was not angry. Many of the descendants in the sect were much more nervous than Meng Nanzhi when they first fought the sword. Meng Nanzhi's performance is already very good now.

"Sit down, racer." A smug smile rose at the corner of Qingyan's mouth, and there was a hint of seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl on her cold face.

There was a shocking reversal in the scene a few hours ago, and the racer Meng Nanzhi lowered his head with a red face.

The fire charm has burned a black path in the hall on the first floor, and there are still strange snakes surging around, although the number of strange snakes is large, but it is not enough to match the power of the fire charm.

"Gone." The spiritual power in his hand crossed an arc in the air, and the fire of the gate in the distance shook violently, and the sword quickly came out with the light of the fire.

Meng Nanzhi, who breathed fresh air, crawled to the ground, he felt that the sky at this time was the most beautiful day he had ever seen in his life, even if the clouds in the air were not comfortable, and the air was mixed with a strong smell of corpses.

But he was still alive, and he could still see the imperfect sky and smell the stench of corpses. That's good, that's good. As long as you live, there is hope.

"Can you go?" At this time, Qing Yan had already put away his spiritual power, and Mo Han took off behind Qing Yan.

The white clothes were flying, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and after a closer look, she realized that her shoulders had already been stained with blood. But she still has a dusty temperament, like an immortal. The end of what Fang has just experienced is not a fight, but the end of a peach banquet.

"Yes." Meng Nanzhi quickly got up from the ground, moved his almost unconscious legs, and quickly walked to the side of the off-road vehicle.

"Your leg is fine." At this time, Qingyan also sat in the car and skillfully fastened his seat belt. Ye Ye had told her that in their time, except for the bus, any other car with a seat belt had to wear a seat belt no matter what the situation.

Looking at Qingyan's skillful technique, I remembered the heroic appearance just now. A strong contrast sprouted in Meng Nanzhi's mind.

"You're hurt." Meng Nanzhi put away the smile that had just flashed, and looked at the wound on Qing Yan's left arm from the mirror worriedly.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry back." Qingyan's entire body was paralyzed in her seat, and the spiritual overdraft made her feel very tired.

This time, Meng Nanzhi's car drove very steadily, skillfully avoided the high incidence of zombies, and smoothly returned to the small resort where he set off.

"It's time for Qingyan." Seeing Qing Yan looking so tired, Meng Nanzhi didn't want to disturb Qing Yan. But she still has a wound on her shoulder, so let's take care of the wound first.

"Hmm~" Qingyan opened his tired eyes slightly.

"They seem to be on their way, too." politely opened the car door for Qingyan, looked at the empty yard and spoke.

"You've aroused their desire to act." Qingyan rubbed his sore shoulder.

"No, there seem to be people." Even though his physical strength is exhausted now, his instinct as a psychic person tells him. There's also a high-level Adequacy in this house.

"It's quite a bit of strength." A red phantom flew over the balcony on the second floor, and the red dress fluttered in the air. The woman had a beautiful face and sat calmly on the railing on the second floor.

"It's my honor to be praised by the third sister." Meng Nanzhi smiled on his face, but his eyes were full of vigilance.

"You guys go out, and you seem to have gotten a lot of good things."

"The third sister doesn't want to rob it." Meng Nanzhi supported his body and used his abilities. The woman in front of her was by no means a good stubble, and the rest of the representatives went out to hunt, but she left the base camp alone. The intention is too obvious, it is nothing more than to take away the crystal nucleus of those who finally got the crystal nucleus but came back exhausted.

"It's not worth robbing, as long as you hand over the crystal nucleus, I can guarantee that I will never hurt you in the slightest." The third sister has a calm gaze, everyone has a knack for success, and the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind. However, if others were willing to hand over the crystal nucleus obediently, she really wouldn't hurt them.

"It's a pity that we didn't get anything on this trip."

"Meng Nanzhi, are you a fool to be the third sister, whether there is or not, let the third sister come and see it herself." The third sister jumped up from the railing, and released two fire dragons in her hands to rush towards Meng Nanzhi, the fire dragon was unusually huge, and opened its bloody mouth as if to swallow Meng Nanzhi.

Just as the third sister was full of confidence and took down Meng Nanzhi within three moves, there was a sudden chill behind her. The third sister had to withdraw her ability and look back.

The sharp blade glowed with cold light, and it was only one centimeter away from the third sister's head.

"Don't make a fuss, I'm sleepy." Qing Yan withdrew the sword in his hand and hugged Mo Hanxun to find a comfortable bed on the second floor.

Although the cold air left her, the third sister fell into shock and couldn't calm down for a long time. How did this girl come up, obviously she just saw her standing next to the off-road vehicle behind Meng Nanzhi. But in the blink of an eye, she brought a sword half as tall as her behind her. This kind of speed is none other than a wind-based ability. No matter what kind of ability it is, it can still achieve such a speed when its physical strength is so overdrawn. This kind of strength has made the third sister have great consideration.

"I thought it was a dodder seed, but it turned out to be a wild lily." The third sister withdrew her ability, and looked at Qing Yan's eyes full of depth.

The girl in front of her is unfathomable, and rash action can only be self-inflicted. But when Meng Nanzhi's ability recovers, it will be impossible for him to make a move.

"I didn't expect that the people at Base G were so disgusting, it really made me sick to my stomach." At this time, Meng Nanzhi also stepped on the second floor, walked directly in front of the third sister and said disdainfully.

"How dare you~" was about to hit Meng Nanzhi, but saw that Meng Nanzhi was not afraid. The third sister retreated, if Meng Nanzhi's tone was not so tough, or she dodged when she was about to hit him just now. The third sister is likely to choose to give it a go, but she doesn't dare. Meng Nanzhi's tough attitude showed that the girl was really powerful, otherwise he wouldn't dare.

Meng Nanzhi looked at the third sister's eyes that gradually softened, and a trace of pride flashed in her eyes. If she had just taken a step back, or if her attitude was softer, this third sister might be desperate to destroy herself and Qingyan. This kind of person will pinch her seven inches, seize her hesitation and timidity, and force her to retreat.