Pick the star pavilion, the top of the pavilion.

Jun Moran stood in front of Jun Fu, and the anger in his dark and golden eyes became more and more intense.

He forcibly pressed the protruding green tendons at the corners of his forehead, and there was a bit of displeasure hidden in his charming and extremely magnetic voice, "Who allowed you to leave the house?" ”

"Woo woo woo - Brother Wang, Fu'er knows that he is wrong."

Jun Fu sniffed, and bean-sized tears welled up in his eyes, flowing down his cheeks, "Brother Wang, don't be angry with Fu'er, okay?" When Fu'er saw that you were hurt by Baili Heze, she was extremely distressed, and she was reckless for a while to do such a stupid thing. ”

Jun Moran's eyes were as cold as a blade, his thin lips were lightly opened, and his timbre was faintly cold, "Chase the wind, untie her." ”

"Yes."

Chasing Feng bowed slightly, circled to Jun Fu's side, and cut the hemp rope on her wrist with a sword.

At that time, the Star Picking Pavilion had been reduced to a sea of fire, and the overwhelming smoke was wrapped in bursts of heat, and it came with teeth and claws.

In the blazing firelight, Jun Fu, whose cheeks were like bright light, stopped crying slightly, and threw herself towards Jun Mo Ran, who was standing motionless not far in front of her.

She was panting for breath while shrugging her shoulders and burping, making her whole person like catkins in the wind, weak and helpless.

However, the fishy water on her body, coupled with the smell of sweat and feet in her mouth, made Jun Mo's cheeks green, and she almost foamed at the mouth in front of her.

He quietly moved a step to the side, causing Jun Fu to fall to the ground, his face covered in black ash.

"Brother Wang, Fu'er was bullied so badly. The Taoist priests in the Ziyang Temple are more terrible than bandits! They slapped me, humiliated me, and poured foul-smelling water on me......" Jun Fu wiped the black ash from his face and cried breathlessly.

Jun Moran didn't expect the Taoist priest in the Ziyang Temple to be so despicable, he slandered in his heart, if Feng Wuwu accidentally fell into their hands, she was a person who didn't know how to be soft, and she would definitely be tortured even worse.

Thinking like this, his face changed suddenly, and he coldly ordered to chase the wind, "Slaughter all the evil Taoist priests in the Ziyang Temple, and there must be no fish that slip through the net." ”

"Yes."

Chasing the wind responded with a deep voice, and immediately led a group of shadow guards down the escalator at the top of the pavilion, rushing down, frantically slaughtering the Taoist priests trapped in the Star Picking Pavilion.

Jun Moran swept his eyes and lay on the ground, Jun Fu, who couldn't get up for a long time, opened his thin lips lightly, "What are you doing in a daze?" ”

Jun Fu pursed her mouth, she thought that Jun Mo Ran would come forward to help her, but she didn't think about it, he was still as indifferent as ever.

Taking a deep breath, Jun Fu raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up tremblingly, and moved towards Jun Mo Ran step by step.

Inadvertently, the corner of her eye suddenly swept beyond the blazing light of Ziyang Guan, and Feng Wuwu, who was besieged by Fu Yeshen and Baili Heze.

She slandered in her heart, Baili Heze dared to let the Taoist priest in Ziyang Guan commit murder and evil, and Feng Wuwu fell into his hands, and he would not be pleased.

Thinking of this, the corners of her lips inadvertently drew a sinister smile.

"Brother Wang, hug Fu'er."

Jun Fu rushed to Jun Moran with an arrow, his arms around his neck, and he refused to let go of anything.

Jun Moran looked at Jun Fu who was twisting his waist non-stop in his arms with displeasure, and pushed her aside unkindly, "If you don't want to be the sister of this king, this king will never force you." ”

"Brother Wang, I am your sister-in-law, and no one can change this. Fu'er didn't dare to forget for a moment, in order to save Fu'er, Brother Wang blocked all disasters for Fu'er with his flesh and blood. ”

In order to delay time, Jun Fu ignored the raging fire on the Star Picking Pavilion, and recalled the past unhurriedly.

Jun Moran has long been tired of hearing Jun Fu's rhetoric.

Back then, he jumped into the Huai River desperately to block all disasters for Jun Fu, not because he liked Jun Fu so much.

He just didn't want to owe people a favor.

Since he was closed from the ghost gate, he didn't owe anything to the Jun family.

For Jun Fu, he is also benevolent and righteous.

"Go home with the king." Jun Moran held his breath quietly, grabbed Jun Fu's collar with two fingers, and threw her down from the Star Picking Pavilion.

"Ahh

Jun Fu was afraid that Jun Mo Ran would turn around, and happened to see Baili Heze violently against Feng Wuwu, so he was not afraid of death and held Jun Mo Ran's arm, pretending to roll the whites of his eyes, and motioned Jun Mo Ran to look at her reddish eyes.

"Jun Fu, don't play this kind of indiscriminate trick in front of this king."

"What Brother Wang said, why can't Fu'er understand?" Jun Fu rubbed his eyes, and pretended to be stupid shamelessly.

Jun Moran couldn't bear it anymore, and threw Jun Fu's hand around his arm hard, and turned to leave.

"Ahh

Jun Fu saw that Fu Yeshen had just lit the jade chariot, so he had to do his best to drag Jun Mo Dye.

When the jade chariot is a little ash, Feng Wuwu disappears out of thin air, and at that time, even if Jun Moran does not want to believe it, it will be difficult to find a trace of Feng Wuwu.

Bang –

Jun gritted his teeth, rolled his eyes, and lay back heavily.

The back of her head slammed against the sharp boulder next to the star-picking pillar, and red blood gushed out in an instant.

Jun Mo Ran originally planned to let Chasing Wind take her down from the Star Picking Pavilion, but Chasing Wind was still sniping the Taoist priest hiding in the Star Picking Pavilion with all his might, and in desperation, he had to walk in front of Jun Fu, slowly bend down, and hold Jun Fu, who was unconscious and stenching from his body, in his arms.

At this moment, he even felt that the person in his arms was as disgusting as a dirty, smelly wild boar that always loved to roll in the mud.

He especially wondered why his heart was filled with ecstasy when he held Feng Wuwu.

And when he hugged Jun Fu, he even felt that Jun Fu was taking advantage of him?

Jun Mo Ran was full of energy, volleyed into the air, and swooped down to pick up the star pavilion like a manta ray.

Before his feet hit the ground, he found that the jade chariot had been burned to ashes.

"Damn it!"

Realizing that Feng Wuwu was very likely to suffer a tragic accident, Jun Mo was in a state of confusion, and directly threw Jun Fu from mid-air, and then jumped in three steps and two steps to the jade chariot that was burned by the fire to the point that only an empty shelf remained, and with his bony hands, he took out the black ash residue in the jade chariot empty shelf over and over again, just to find some clues that Feng Wuwu was still alive in the world.

Jun Fu didn't expect Jun Mo Ran to slam her to the ground, the back of her head was bruised again, and there were multiple contusions all over her body.

Originally, she was just pretending to be dizzy, but due to multiple fractures in her limbs, she couldn't help herself in pain and fainted to death.

Jun Moran didn't notice Jun Fu's strange appearance at all, and crouched down to pick up the intact Nine Heavens Ring Pendant in a pile of black ash, as well as the jasper crown that had broken a corner.

He carefully tugged the jasper crown into his arms, his black-gold eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty glow.

Boom –

Behind him, the fire grew more and more ferocious. The Star Picking Pavilion was overwhelmed and collapsed in an instant.

Chasing the wind and a group of shadow guards, in the sky flying sand and rocks, with a scorching firelight, broke out.

"King, all the Taoist priests in the Star Picking Pavilion have been annihilated."

"Is there any room left?"

"Chu Qi and Chu Jiu are not in the Star Picking Pavilion, and the rest of them have all been killed."

Jun Moran frowned, his eyes staring at the Star Picking Pavilion that had been razed to the ground by the fire, his voice was suddenly cold, which made people feel frightened.

"The whole city is searching for Feng Wuwu."

"Yes."

Chasing the wind swept the jasper crown in Jun Mody's arms, and saw that the jade chariot was burned to the point that only an empty shelf remained, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

Judging from the current situation, it is possible that Baili Heze deliberately retaliated and tied Feng Wuwu in the jade chariot and watched her burn to ashes.

However, there were no human remains left in the jade chariot, and if Baili Heze hadn't used the bone-devouring water to erode Feng Wuwu's body, she should still be alive and sound.

It's just that if Feng Wuwu is really taken away by Baili Heze, if Baili Heze has the intention to hide people, even if they find it for seven days and seven nights, they may not be able to find Feng Wuwu's whereabouts.

Chasing the wind sighed helplessly, the corner of his eye swept over Jun Fu, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and cautiously asked Jun Mo Ran, "Wang, the county lord seems to be seriously injured, do you need to take her back to the palace first?" ”

"Let her fend for herself."

If Feng Wuwu has three longs and two shorts, Baili Heze should be damned, and Jun Fu should also be damned.

If it weren't for Jun Fu deliberately delaying time, how could he lose Feng Wuwu?

Last time, Jun Fu did not hesitate to destroy his innocence and slander Feng Wuwu, Jun Mo took care of the love of his brother and sister, and did not punish Jun Fu heavily.

But he is not a loving and tolerant person, if Jun Fu exhausts his patience and frequently touches his bottom line, he doesn't mind putting an extra notoriety on his head.