Fan Yingying was very surprised to see Jian Seventeen, took two steps forward, and asked, "How did you chase after you?" Do you know the route from the cave just now? ”

Although Jian Seventeen's clothes were embarrassed, his eyes were dark and bright, and he didn't seem to be seriously injured, he held the sword and looked at Fan Yingying: "I felt a strong spiritual power fluctuation here in the cave just now, so I chased after it and took a look." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhou Junrong's eyes full of joy came to naught when he saw Jian Seventeen, his face turned pale at that time, and his originally straight back re-shone because of disappointment.

Zou Yuzheng stretched out his hand to pull his neck collar, and when he saw that it was really Jian Seventeen chasing after him, he raised his foot and kicked Zhou Junrong's stomach hatefully.

Zhou Junrong wailed in pain, Zou Yu's voice was old, and he scolded gloomily: "I know that you don't have any good intentions!" ”

Zhou Junrong's whole body was a little paralyzed.

Fan Yingying had to ask Jian Seventeen what was going on, but before she could speak, Jian Seventeen reached out and pulled her up: "Let's go out first!" ”

After Jian Seventeen finished speaking, he let go of Fan Yingying, the right hand holding the sword pinched a sword trick, his wrist turned and waved the sword in his hand, a dazzling sword light slashed through, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, a thin diaphragm appeared out of thin air in the originally calm and waveless woods in front of him, and the layer of diaphragm was vertically split by the sword qi A slender gap.

Fan Yingying was surprised and just about to speak, when she saw that the space in front of her suddenly began to collapse, and the silent air waves swept in like a flood tide.

Before Fan Yingying and the others could react, they were blown out of the netherworld directly by a huge force, and their bodies rose into the air, bounced several meters high, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Fan Yingying's helpless barrier before, only one sword was dissolved by Sword Seventeen.

Falling from the sky, Fan Yingying and others who appeared out of thin air startled the old farmer who was busy farming, and the old man, who was originally lying on his waist and looked old, exclaimed, he couldn't even take care of the ploughing cattle, turned around and ran, and the vigorous pace when running was completely disproportionate to his old age.

This fell a little hard, Fan Yingying was smothered on the ground, it took a long time to recover, she got up and looked around, and saw that they had really left the forest before, and now they were falling in the middle of a large green arable land.

Zou Yu, who was possessed by Mrs. Li, didn't fall and was injured, but Mrs. Li was seriously injured, and just now in order to protect Zou Yu's body, she consumed a lot of vitality, and without waiting for Fan Yingying to ask, Mrs. Li came out of Zou Yu's body directly, and a puff of light smoke flew into Yu Peili to recuperate.

Without Mrs. Li's upper body, Zou Yu collapsed to the ground unconscious, Fan Yingying hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, and there was a wave of heat from the position of her palm next to her body, Fan Yingying reached out and touched Zou Yu's forehead, secretly screaming that it was not good, Zou Yu had a fever, and his body was very hot.

"Sword Seventeen!" Fan Yingying turned around and shouted Sword Seventeen.

Jian Seventeen was looking down to check Zhou Junrong's injuries, and after the toss just now, Zhou Junrong's internal injuries had aggravated a few points.

Hearing Fan Yingying call him, Jian Seventeen threw down Zhou Junrong and walked over: "What's wrong?" ”

Fan Yingying asked anxiously, "Zou Yu has a fever, is there any way you can save her?" ”

Jian Seventeen squatted down, stretched out his hand and rolled Zou Yu's eyelids, looked at them carefully, and shook his head: "Her illness is not an ordinary headache and brain fever, and there is nothing I can do about it." ”

Fan Yingying was stunned: "It's not a fever?" But why is she so hot? ”

Jian Seventeen thought for a while, and said seriously: "People belong to yang, ghosts belong to yin, ghosts are on the human body, and they will always destroy people's yang energy. ”

When Fan Yingying heard this, she secretly blamed herself in her heart, Jian Seventeen had seen Mrs. Li before, Fan Yingying understood that he was talking about Mrs. Li on Zou Yu's body, if there was no way at that time, she would not have acquiesced to Mrs. Li attaching Zou Yu's body, and now she can only leave here first, send Zou Yu to the hospital, and then find a way to contact Gao Bo.

Thinking of Gao Bo, Fan Yingying was a little anxious, she had spent so much time in the cave, seeing that it was bright outside, and she didn't know how anxious Gao Bo would be if she disappeared from the hospital today.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly said to Jian Seventeen, "No matter what, we have to find a way to get out of here first." ”

Jian Seventeen also thought so, he looked at the ploughing ox that was thrown down by the old farmer in a hurry before, and found the oxcart on the edge of the field, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the ox and said to Fan Yingying: "You carry her to the ox cart, and I will go to the ox." ”

Fan Yingying did as she was told, bent over to pick up Zou Yu, and laid her down on top of the ox cart. Jian Seventeen led the ploughing ox over and put it on the ox cart.

Fan Yingying settled Zou Yu and breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's go." ”

Jian Seventeen didn't move, turned his head to look at Zhou Junrong, who was already struggling to sit up, and asked, "What should you do with this person?" ”

Fan Yingying then remembered Zhou Junrong, she looked at Zhou Junrong, who was scarred and looked extremely miserable, and was quite embarrassed for a while, let him follow? This person is clearly a big problem. If you don't take him away and put him here, it's not a way, you can't kill people, right? Besides, she really hasn't killed anyone, and she can't do it.

Fan Yingying really couldn't think of a good way, so she could only ask Jian Seventeen: "What good way do you have?" ”

Jian Seventeen looked at Zhou Junrong coldly: "It's all a raccoon dog, if you want me to say, it's better to kill it." After saying that, he raised his hand and was about to swing his sword and slash it.

Fan Yingying was startled, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop: "Sword Seventeen, don't be impulsive!" If you have something to say, it's good to say! ”

Zhou Junrong was also frightened, dragging his injured leg, crawling behind Fan Yingying with his hands and feet, and kept begging for mercy: "Hero, spare your life!" Hero, be merciful! ”

Jian Seventeen was obviously unmoved, and reached out to push away Fan Yingying's block, Fan Yingying hurriedly persuaded and said: "Everyone saw us just now, if you really kill someone now, you can't hide this matter at all, don't be impulsive!" ”

Jian Seventeen hesitated a little, Fan Yingying seized the opportunity and said: "Besides, it's not worth it to implicate you for him, Zou Yu is still sick now, we have to find a way to save people first." ”

Jian Seventeen thought about it, and then agreed, he turned his head and glared at Zhou Junrong: "Hurry up!" Don't let me see you again! ”

Zhou Junrong was frightened into a cold sweat, hearing this, as if he was about to be amnesty, he was about to leave in a hurry, as soon as he raised his eyes and saw Fan Yingying, his movements froze, and a touch of resoluteness flashed in his eyes, he looked at Fan Yingying with blank eyes and refused to leave.