Howling, and almost at the same time, the whip chain hissed, like an angry python, instantly reversed direction, trapped the man and entangled, someone in the inn had already rushed out, those men in black with long blades and knives, rushed out of the door and saw their brothers bound by the long whip, hanging in the air, their expressions were drastic.

"Whoever dares to be presumptuous, I dare to rob the goods of the Dashi Gang!"

There was an angry shout in the door, a reckless man holding a bowl thick iron long stick, directly smashed open the wooden door and broke out, looking at Wang Anfeng about to make a move, Wang Anfeng's expression remained unchanged, holding the child in his left hand, and moving his right hand, the whip lock was like a python neighing, wrapping around the drunk man in the middle.

The young man's face was cold, and he quickly judged the situation, compared to fighting, saving people at this time.

"Get out of the way."

A trace of thunder was entangled in the whip lock, the drunk man roared in pain, the man with the stick woke up most of the time, a mouthful of steel teeth clenched, had to retreat, the stars and the moon were in the sky, a group of strong men with knives cowered, did not dare to step forward, the young man with a sword in blue held a child, and walked out slowly, his eyebrows were full of coldness, and his eyes kept glancing upstairs.

Fang Cai Gongyu's predecessor said that he wanted to go back to the room to meditate, but why didn't he even come to see the best lively Baili Feng?

Only at this moment of distraction, the reckless man's eyes lit up slightly, his right hand flipped over, and a small arrow popped out on a wristguard on the cuff, shooting towards Wang Anfeng's left hand, a sharp burst of air, the evil wind struck, the young man almost instinctively avoided it, the man had already roared, and the iron rod in his hand slammed on the long whip, and then wrapped and pulled.

"Take him!"

In the angry shouts, it was not inferior to Wang Anfeng's strong strength, and he almost pulled the long whip out of his hand, and the big men around him suddenly stepped forward with knives and slashed, Sen Rui broke through the air and shrouded Wang Anfeng, who threw off the whip and retreated, holding the child in his left hand, and holding the hilt of the sword behind him with his right hand.

In the sound of the sword, the eight-sided sword came out of its sheath, and at this time he was in a hurry to go back to heal the child, and he hated these damn traffickers even more, and he was already furious in his heart, and there was no restraint in his shot.

In the quiet of the night, the sound of thunder suddenly burst out.

Because of his proximity to Wang Anfeng, the drug's body was gradually devoured and dissolved by the mixed elemental body, and the obsession in his heart was extremely strong, so he opened his eyes suddenly, his body trembled, and the first scene in his eyes was a big man dressed in black with a hideous face slashing with a knife, and a look of fear and horror couldn't help but appear on his face.

But the next moment, he saw the blue thunder sword shadow slashing through the sky, and those vicious men flew out like rags, and then he suddenly found that he was actually being held in his arms, and the gentle voice sounded in his ears, but it seemed to suppress something:

"It's all right."

"Don't be afraid."

At this moment, the reckless man with a stick suddenly flashed on Wang Anfeng's side, and the iron heavy stick smashed down towards Wang Anfeng's chest and abdomen.

The big man was slightly happy in his heart, and then turned into horror, the strength on the stick was like a mud cow into the sea, there was no reaction, suddenly heard a crisp sound, the bluestone under the young man's feet cracked, the air wave shocked, as if he was hit by a bull, only to know that the young man actually took his own stick, there was no half of the injury, the footsteps retreated, the long stick in his hand separated, turned into two short guns, crossed the defense in front, shouted:

"Young man is very skilled!"

"Dare to ask for your name, but you don't know why you have to embarrass me with the Big Stone Gang?"

Wang Anfeng held the long sword obliquely in his right hand, his eyes swept left and right slightly, the fight was just a matter of moments, he just knocked down four or five men, there were still a dozen good players in front of him, and he only thought about getting out to treat this child, at this time the latter had already woken up, and at the same time he was slightly relieved in his heart, he wanted to leave all these heinous human traffickers behind.

And although the fight was short, it made a lot of movements, thinking that it had already alarmed Bailifeng and others, and it only took a moment to hold on.

With this in mind, the wooden sword in Wang Anfeng's palm turned slightly, and the thunder flowed and vibrated above the blade, and when the man saw this, he understood that it was difficult to be good, and a hideous look appeared on his face, the internal force in his body was rolling and flowing, and the sound of a wild bull sounded, and the qi and blood were rushing and circulating in the body, and there should have been a hot flow surging, but for some reason he felt an uncontrollable chill.

In the end, I couldn't help but shudder, the internal force of the lifting suddenly dissipated, and my footsteps staggered, only to find that there were patches of snow between the world and the world, and the stumbling fell from the sky, covering a layer.

Extremely beautiful, but also extremely cold.

His expression was puzzled, his eyes fell on Wang Anfeng, and he was about to mention his skills again, but only now did he realize that it was difficult to mobilize his internal strength, as if he was frozen by life, his expression changed suddenly, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

The temperature turned colder and colder, as if there was a cold wind like a sword, blowing the snowflakes and cutting them on everyone's faces, but the place where Wang Anfeng was still warm, the young man understood in his heart, breathed a sigh of relief, moved his wrist, put the sword into the sheath, and said loudly:

"Juniors, thank you Gongyu seniors for your help."

There seemed to be a cold voice slightly, the snow in the courtyard turned into ice, and then fell apart inch by inch, and the original dozen good hands lost their whole body strength in an instant, soft to the ground, unable to move, the upstairs window sill opened, Baili Feng three people performed light skills and jumped out, and then there was a girl in white, carrying a long sword, floating down like a Lingbo fairy, standing aside with a sword, and said:

"Uncle Shi is waiting for you above."

"You go by yourself."

Xue Qinshuang saw the child in Wang Anfeng's arms, his expression changed slightly, just now when they were meditating, they heard the sound outside, and found that it was Wang Anfeng, but was stopped by Gong Yu, and failed to help immediately, at this time, I didn't know the reason, but looking at the child's terrible face, I also knew that something was wrong, and said with a little shock:

"Brother Wang, this is ......"

"I'll talk about it later, I'll leave it to you here."

Wang Anfeng just hurriedly said a few words, and then rushed into the inn, the man with the stick had no strength to move, but he still reluctantly spoke:

"I don't know which senior made the ......"

"Ahem, why, why do you want to help that thief?!"

The voice did not fall, his neck was cold, and he had already been put on a long sword, Sen was so sharp that he couldn't help but get goosebumps, and the girl in white behind her Qingfeng Xie said coldly:

"Let's go."

The sword blade pressed hard towards the neck, strangling out a shallow blood mark, the chill spread from the sword to the whole body, the strong man felt aggrieved in his heart, he just completed the task of helping the inside, took the brothers to eat wine and meat, and never went to the Qinglou, why is there such an unwarranted disaster? But at this time, people were under the eaves and had to bow their heads, and their brothers had all been caught.

The young man just now is very powerful, and these fears are not far behind.

Thinking of this, he could only hold back his stomach full of grief and indignation, obediently got up and went into the inn, and went upstairs all the way, and saw a child lying on the bed, and the blue-shirted young man who had just carried a wooden sword was checking his pulse on the side, looking like he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but he already had a lot of martial arts.

Look at the child again, Fang is just below, one is that he is still drunk, the other is dim, at this time Fang saw a real one, only to see that his face was pale, his face was carved by someone more than a dozen cuts, the skin and flesh rolled over, almost not like a person, scared a trembling, drunk all gone, settled down to know that this is not a ghost, only in his heart sighed that a good unlucky child.

Who gave birth to a son without a good child, and did such a wicked thing.

was thinking wildly in his heart, when he saw the blue-shirted young man's eyes raised, looked at himself, and said coldly:

"This kid is the one who was harmed by these passers-by!"

When the strong man heard this, he felt a sigh in his heart, as if he had fallen into the bottomless abyss, and the eyes of the woman in white next to him then fell on him, and he trembled all over his body, and he almost knelt down directly, and he didn't care about his subordinates when he landed, but shouted loudly at the top of his voice:

"Senior, wronged, senior!"

"It is impossible for the younger generation to do such a thing, please let my aunt and grandmother know, know!"