Fu Ye came back to his senses, he rudely wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and hurriedly stuffed the spirit fox hidden behind the mountain rocks into Jun Moran's arms.

Jun Moran looked at Fu Yeshen with a little surprise, his thin lips moved, "This king doesn't mind letting you go back." ”

Fu Ye Shen said, "Yun Qin's elite soldiers must be prepared. You take the spirit fox back to Donglin quickly, here, leave it to me. ”

As soon as the words fell, Fu Yeshen flew into the sky like lightning, wanting to resist thousands of troops with his own strength.

Jun Mo didn't care about Fu Yeshen's life or death, but he must not die in the Tianshan Mountains.

In this way, he will always occupy a place in Feng Wuwu's heart.

Jun Moran has a strong possessive desire for Feng Wuwu, he not only wants to occupy her body, but what he wants more is to occupy her heart forever.

At that time, Fu Yeshen had teleported to the top of the Tianshan Mountain.

He was holding a peach blossom fan, and his body was full of strength, bursting out with brilliant light.

In the next moment, I saw a magnificent figure leaping up like a dragon.

The peach blossom fan burst out hundreds of poisonous needles in an instant.

Fu Yeshen took advantage of Yun Qin's unpreparedness and caught them off guard, causing countless elite soldiers to be shot with poisonous needles, and they died.

The wailing of the horses was mixed with the screams of the elite soldiers.

The white snow on the hump, stained red with blood, spread like ink for miles.

When Fu Yeshen ran out of poisoning needles from the peach blossom fan, Yun Qin's elite soldiers kept rushing towards him.

Even if he is skilled, after all, one punch is difficult to defeat four hands.

In less than a cup of tea, Fu Yeshen's decline was fully revealed.

He retreated, the peach blossom fan in his hand flickering, slightly powerlessly parrying the several sharp blades that were slashing at him at the same time.

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The peach blossom fan was slashed into two pieces by several sharp blades at the same time.

Seeing this, Fu Yeshen cursed in a low voice, and retreated behind him in a panic.

Unexpectedly, this retreat has reached the point of exhaustion.

Fu Yeshen tilted his head slightly, glanced at the bottomless cliff behind him, and hurriedly stopped his feet.

However, even if he stopped, he still had no strength to compete with the Yun Qin elite soldiers who were swarming in front of him.

At this moment, he had no fear in his heart, just some regrets.

He originally planned to wait for next year's Lantern Festival and put a sky lantern with Feng Wuwu.

Unfortunately, it seems that he can no longer wait for that day.

The elite soldiers led by him glared angrily and said viciously, "Jun Mo Ran, you have no way back, just be captured!" ”

Fu Yeshen sneered, he never thought that this group of Yun Qin elite soldiers would really mistake him for Jun Mo Ran.

Still, that's fine.

He has calculated that Jun Mo has been dyed for so many years, and it is time to pay the price for his ignorance.

Moreover, if Jun Moran was able to bring the spirit fox back to Donglin smoothly, it would not be in vain for his sacrifice.

"Tied up? For freedom, it is better to die. ”

Fu Yeshen slowly closed his eyes, and when several sharp blades were on his neck, he leaned back suddenly, wanting to jump off the cliff, sacrifice himself, and save Jun Mozhi.

At the last moment, Jun Mo Ran suddenly appeared.

He stood on the top of the cliff, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Fu Yeshen's arm, "Hold it firm." ”

Fu Ye looked at Jun Mo Ran who suddenly appeared in surprise, and said with a little dissatisfaction, "Didn't you let you roll around?" ”

Jun Moran didn't answer, he condensed the internal force around him, and threw several fierce palm winds like arcs of fire one after another towards the dense elite soldiers behind him.

In an instant, on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, people turned over on their backs.

Countless elite soldiers fell from their horses and rampaged along the steep cliffs towards the foot of the mountain like rolling stones.

Helpless, the enemy soldiers were numerous.

There were still one or two fish that slipped through the net to avoid Jun Moran's sight, crawling in the dark, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, slashing towards Jun Moran's arm.

Fu Yeshen saw that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly let go of Jun Moran's arm, and reached out to block a sword for Jun Moran.

"I've misunderstood you for so many years, but I can't stand you."

Fu Ye smiled lightly in relief, but his body quickly fell under the bottomless cliff.