The red-robed man, who had already turned around gorgeously, paused and said indifferently: "What's wrong?" ”

Father-in-law Lu sweated on his forehead, but he didn't dare to lie, his legs were weak, and he knelt in front of the man: "The slave should die, Zhang Lin is gone." ”

The red-robed man turned around abruptly, his brows furrowed, Xiao Luzi's kung fu was personally instructed, and how powerful was that palm, there was no need for the displacement of the internal organs, if it were not for external force, Zhang Lin would not be able to move at all.

If Zhang Lin is gone, say so...... Someone must have rescued him!

The corners of his lips hooked a touch of interesting arc, he could save people under his nose, not to mention how the kung fu was, just this courage was worthy of his appreciation, he wanted to see where it was sacred, and he actually rushed to break ground on Tai Sui's head?

"Someone came and took Zhang Lin and walked not far." The sound quality is like ice: "Chase!" ”

The crowd quickly dispersed, and a thin figure in the grass not far away vigilantly pulled out the gaps in the weeds, stretched out half of his head, and looked cautiously.

Zhang Lin seemed to be about to struggle to make a sound, but Ning Wushuang quickly covered his mouth, and the two of them hid in the grass together.

Sure enough, in the next second, several black figures came like the wind, and reappeared in the original position, Zhang Lin broke out in a cold sweat, full of gratitude and admiration for Ning Wushuang, and was secretly surprised by her scheming, seeing that it was just an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, he was so scheming, and he could guess the other party's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, which should not be underestimated.

The red-robed man glanced around, paused somewhere, I don't know if it was Ning Wushuang's illusion, he always felt that he seemed to have discovered their hiding place, covered Zhang Lin's hand, subconsciously withdrew it, and touched his waist.

But obviously she was too worried, and with a slight wave of the red-robed man's jade-white hand, everyone left like the wind.

Gah, they just left like that?!

Stunned, Ning Wushuang found that the red-robed man with an evil temperament looked back at her hiding place again, and from such a distance, it seemed that he could also see his expression, and smiled meaningfully.

This smile, Ning Wushuang's eyes shrank with a smile, and without saying a word, he lifted Zhang Lin and flew up, flashing to the side, his eyes swept over the horses leading on the trees not far away, presumably the mounts of these people.

The next moment, the place where they were hiding was full of swords and swords, and if he hadn't avoided it first, he was afraid that it would have already turned into pieces by now.

Ning Wushuang took Zhang Lin and rushed towards the herd of horses, pulling around his waist, the rainstorm pear flower needle shot at the red-robed man and others like a drizzle, taking advantage of the time when everyone was dodging, he flew on one of the horses, waved his hand, the reins were broken, his legs were clamped, the handsome horse neighed, raised his hooves and crossed, and instantly soared out of several zhang, and the black-clothed people who were dodging the rainstorm pear flower needle were caught off guard, raised their heads, and looked at the two horses who were about to go away in amazement.

"Since you're here, do you want to leave?"

The laughing voice suddenly rose, but it was indifferent and creepy, and then the wind roared, the dragon leaped, and a silver light shot like lightning towards the galloping horse, with a chilling sword aura.

What a powerful sword qi, such a powerful internal force!

Ning Wushuang looked back when he heard the wind, and almost shouted out in shock: Riding a sword into the wind? The most supreme martial arts in legend!

Before she could finish sighing, the snow flashed, and the sword went straight to the back of her head, and she hurriedly bent over, the silver light flashed, the top of her hair ached slightly, and the sword qi swept by-

The head full of green silk is scattered indiscriminately, and there are even more wisps, turning into black filaments, like a dream on a spring night......

Ning Wushuang turned his head in astonishment, and everyone raised their eyebrows in surprise - female?!