The carriage of the second senior brother was stopped by two tripping horses about five hundred meters away from Qingfeng Ridge, and there were several black-clothed people standing on both sides of the road, with black scarves on their heads and long swords in their hands, staring at the carriage of the second senior brother menacingly.

Helplessly, the second senior brother stepped out of the carriage and lifted the curtain: "Senior sister, I can only send you here, don't be afraid, I'll stay here and wait for you." ”

In the car, Feng Wanwan picked up the backpack beside him and jumped out of the carriage, and after a while, Ruyu's son also picked up the backpack next to him and climbed out of the carriage.

Carrying the black backpack behind him, Feng Wanwan checked the soft sword on his waist and the sleeve arrow in his sleeve, all of which were intact, before he stepped over the tripwire and turned his head: "Second senior brother, go back, don't worry, I will be fine." ”

"Okay, junior sister, let's go, I'll wait for you in this place, your senior brothers are here, don't worry!" The second senior brother waved his hand.

The later Yan Yanhua also learned to carry the backpack behind Feng Wanwan, he knew what was in the backpack, he watched Feng Wanwan put it in one by one, and muttered to himself when he put it down, what to do, how to do it, it was said in detail, he knew that it was for himself, pursed his lips, and Yan Yanhua secretly made up his mind, this time, even if he died, he would not let Feng Wanwan have anything to do.

In about ten minutes, the two gradually walked to the edge of the cliff of Qingfeng Ridge, and Qing Dai, who was usually as light as a chrysanthemum, stood there in a black dress, like a lonely black lily, and looked coldly at the two people who were getting closer and closer side by side.

Approaching, Yan Yanhua hurriedly took a step, walked in front of Feng Wanwan, held his head high, and said loudly to Qing Dai opposite: "Young girl, if I have anything to be sorry for you, you can find me, don't blame Miss Feng." ”

Late Closure: "......"

Lack of success, more than failure.

Sure enough, Qing Dai's face was gloomy: "You just want to protect her so much!" ”

"I, I'm not protecting her, you have no grievances with Miss Feng, it should be me who wants to target, you healed my leg, I'm grateful, if you want anything, find me." Yan Yanhua's words are sonorous and powerful.

Qing Dai smiled: "I want to find you everything, okay, I want you to make a promise, okay?" ”

Think about it?

Is that what he thinks?

Yan Yanhua took a step back in shock, clasping his hands in front of his chest, like a pitiful little who was about to be insulted.

Feng Wanwan couldn't watch it anymore, and these two people were all good at playing.

"Draw the line, what will you do to release those twenty-three."

"Ha, ha, ha......" Qing Dai laughed, obviously a little daisy, but she laughed herself into a trumpet flower: "Release people, I also want to release, but it depends on whether they are willing to go with you!" As he spoke, he pulled out a piccolo from his bosom.

As soon as she saw her move, Feng Wanwan knew that it was not good, a sleeve arrow shot over, and as soon as she got close to Qingdai, she leaned over to dodge it, raised the piccolo to her lips, smiled at Feng Wanwan provocatively, and played it.

The flute sounded, and the grass and trees of the cliff trees also sounded, and after a while, I saw a group of men in gray robes and belts gathered on the edge of the cliff, or more precisely, around Feng Wanwan.

"Miss Feng!" Yan Yanhua stopped covering his chest with his hands, and instead pulled Feng Wanwan's sleeves.

Feng Wanwan lowered her head and swept the hand on her sleeve: "I advise you, stay away from me, otherwise I won't be able to let go of my hands and feet." ”

Yan Yanhua shrank his hand: "Okay, okay, I'll stay away from you." ”

As he spoke, he cautiously took a few steps back.

Feng Wanwan sighed, and when she saw the gray-clothed man getting closer and closer, she simply greeted him, drew the soft sword in his waist, and with a wave of his hand, he rolled up a wave of qi and attacked the gray-clothed man.

The man in gray didn't seem to be affected, and still approached the end of the night unhurriedly.

"I said don't waste your time, this group of people's sight, hearing, smell, taste, and pain are all blocked." The sound of Qing Dai came from behind.

All five senses have been sealed?

Feng Wanwan reflexively gave Qing Dai another direction and swung a sword qi.

Their five senses have been sealed, but yours has not been sealed!

Qing Dai dodged sideways, Feng Wanwan jumped directly out of the encirclement of the gray-clothed man, and stabbed Qing Dai with another sword, and the two of them made a move on the overhang.

The gray-clothed man also turned around, they automatically ignored Yan Yanhua on the side, and saw that they were behind Feng Wanwan.

"Zhan Wanwan, you be careful." Yan Yanhua reminded.

His kind reminder made Feng Wanwan's sword stab, and the sword that could have pierced Qing Dai's arm only broke her clothes.

was so angry that Feng Wanwan turned his head and scolded Yan Yanhua: "Shut up! ”

Yan Yanhua: "......"

The gray-clothed people who were still slow to walk became flexible after approaching Feng Wanwan, they didn't have weapons in their hands, but they attacked Feng Wanwan with their bare hands.

It's just one or two, so many of them, and it's a bit of a hurry to deal with it every night.

Qing Dai even stepped aside and played the piccolo, with the sound of her flute, the attack of the gray-clothed man became more and more fierce, although these medicine men have just practiced for a long time, but it is enough to deal with one Feng Wanwan.

Feng Wanwan also guessed that these gray-clothed people should be the missing people, and she also saw that Uncle Yu, the little fat man, seemed to be inside, and the hand wielding the sword had more scruples, and she was a little shrunken.

It's not a way to go on like this, Feng Wanwan was thinking about it, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and with a clear whistle, Feng Wanwan jumped again, jumped out of the encirclement of the gray-clothed man, untied her backpack, took out the rope, tied one end of the rope to her hand, and made a living circle at the other end, and put it on the gray-clothed man closest to her.

set up, and then Feng Wanwan swam like a fish among the gray-clothed people, one, two, three......

The rope in his hand gradually became shorter: "Yan Yanhua, throw the rope in the bag to me." ”

Feng Wanwan shouted to Yan Yanhua, who was standing aside as if stunned.

"Oh, yes, yes." Yan Yanhua seemed to wake up suddenly, and hurriedly untied the backpack behind him while answering, rummaged for a while, and then turned out the rope and wanted to throw it in the direction of Feng Wanwan.

Suddenly, a gust of palm wind struck, and Yan Yanhua fell......

He also has a ball of rope in his hand......

When she's dead! Qing Dai sneered.

After a palm swing, he continued to play the flute.

It's useless, seal the night and choke the wrist.

Looking at the four or five gray-clothed people in front of him who were not tied, he couldn't, so he could only throw the tied ones aside, and fight with all his strength against a few people who were still moving freely, trying to see if he could find the flaws in these people.

Because he couldn't hit it hard, Feng Wanwan could only walk around these people, and hit their necks for a while, but there was no response.

Do you want to cut off their legs?

Headache, can she kill these people with a sword?