"Damn, it's still pretending to be high!"

"Master let you pretend!"

The tall young man scolded and never stopped stomping.

"It's almost done, it's really boring to play."

The disciple with the thief's eyebrows and rat eyes winked and said, "Take it over there, so as not to be seen by the people in the sect." ”

After all, it's not a glorious thing.

But they can't care so much anymore, and they can't wait to enjoy it at the foot of Zongmen Mountain immediately!

Immediately, the two of them grabbed Xia Yan's long black hair and walked towards the depths of the woods.

Xia Yan was so painful that tears were almost about to flow out, and her delicate body was dragged out of a bloody road.

Her eyes were clouding, and blood was mixed with dirt and mud, obscuring her vision.

It was as if an almost paranoid belief sustained her in gripping her clothes.

Is it a hallucination......

Xia Yu saw a familiar figure in a daze.

She struggled to open her eyes, and it was clear that she was being dragged along, but the figure that made her heart relax in her blurred vision was getting closer.

"I have never enjoyed such a woman......"

"Hurry up, I've been suffocating to death since I stayed in the sect and concentrated on cultivating during this time."

"Okay, then I'll let you play later."

"You're welcome! Hey hey ......"

The two disciples were immersed in their imagination, unaware of the danger that was coming.

"By the way, what this woman just said, is there another person nearby?"

"Is it her husband?"

"Interesting, interesting, why don't I go find it, bring the man over, and make him kneel in front of us and watch us play with his woman?"

"You really understand! Hahahaha......"

That's right.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in their ears.

"Oh? Are you looking for me? ”

Like the whisper of death, the low voice as calm as autumn water, mixed with a little indifference.

In an instant, the two disciples were covered in hairs that stood on end!

The tall young man's right hand was empty, and he looked back in amazement, leaving a few strands of green silk in his palm, but the person was no longer in his hand......

hands, nor on him.

Trembling sideways, I saw a young man with a plain appearance and an indifferent face, and took Xia Yu with one hand and hugged him.

In the other hand, he held a Qingxuan sword.

This sword is mainly made of green steel and black iron as an auxiliary refining, and its lethality should not be underestimated.

The young man with the thief's eyebrows was stunned, he was extremely familiar with this sword.

Because

This is his sword.

A broken arm with a flat incision, like a kite with a broken line, keeps falling.

Fishy blood splattered like rain.

"Ahhh——!hhh

The tall young man's face was twisted in pain, and his arm was broken!

All this happened so fast that neither of them reacted, people were robbed, swords were snatched, hands were broken, and there were thousands of changes in an instant!

"Who are you!?"

The young man with the thief's eyebrows was furious and scolded: "The two of us are disciples of the Fengshan Sect, you dare to harm me and wait for good things?!" ”

The other man was gasping in pain, and cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead.

"You dare to sneak up on me, damn it! Damn!! ”

"I'm going to let you know what regret tastes like, and make your life worse than death!"

His hand is broken!

It's not like a broken bone, it's a whole arm that has been severed!

It can be said that his great future was ruined!

Broken an arm, his strength is greatly reduced, the resources of the sect are limited, and the monks must fight, there are many people and few meats, so he is no different from a half-waste!

In this way, how can you not hate?!

"She's my person."

Fang Mu said lightly and chuckled: "You guys are looking for me yourself, how can you blame me for sneak attack?" ”

Hearing this, the two of them were stunned for a moment.

It was only then that they reacted, and the man in front of them was actually the person the woman had been waiting for!

They really couldn't connect the man in front of them with the ordinary person who was still kept in the dark and didn't know anything about it.

Worlds apart!

The other party is not an ordinary person who comes to have a picnic at all!

"Careless!"

The young man with the thief's eyebrows turned pale: "This woman is strange in herself, so how can her accomplices be ordinary people?!" ”

Damn it

They should have realized this a long time ago.

It's just that the woman is too captivated and has lost her rational mind, otherwise she wouldn't have suffered a big loss from being attacked!

"Old ...... Gong ......"

At this time, Xia Yu was obediently lying in Fang Mu's arms, greedily breathing in the unique smell of his body.

"Why don't you fight back?" Fang Mu asked.

Xia Yu smirked at his injuries and did not answer the question.

Fang Mu understood.

He has mixed feelings and complexities in his heart.

At first, in his eyes, Xia Xi was just an accident, a double-edged sword with strength but uncontrollable factors.

Although Xia Yan continued to pour out his love, Fang Mu never wavered.

In fact, in the three hundred years of that immortal cultivation world, he had not been courted by a woman.

There is even no shortage of advanced female cultivators.

Husband and wife were originally birds of the same forest, and when the disaster came, they flew separately, and Fang Mu knew that these things could not withstand the interests and life and death.

He's seen too many, too many pairs of Taoist couples,

I have seen those who abandoned each other and fled alone in a battle to the death.

I have seen the gap in cultivation getting bigger and bigger, and gradually parting ways.

I have also seen the treasure hunt received huge benefits, and the eyes were confused and betrayed......

But he hadn't seen Xia Xi.

I've never seen a small agreement that isn't even a promise, and I'm stubborn to the end.

Even if you are seriously injured, even if you die.

"Angry?"

Seeing that Fang Mu frowned and was silent, Xia Yu thought he was unhappy, and said softly: "I was wrong, then ...... I'll fight back depending on the situation......"

"There's no need to go through the hassle."

Fang Mu looked indifferent, and said calmly: "Those who insult you can be killed, whoever breaks one of your hairs will destroy it." ”

Xia Yan blinked and asked, "What about like this?" ”

She was referring to what to do if you were seriously injured.

"Simple."

Fang Mu glanced up at the majestic mountain dome above his head, and said lightly: "Just slaughter a sect." ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere was suppressed a little, and the whole forest was as silent as death.

The two disciples shuddered even more involuntarily.

"Speak wildly!"

The young man with the thief eyebrows snorted disdainfully, and said proudly: "I have hundreds of disciples in the Fengshan Sect, three elders, and the sect master is even more profound, just up to you?" Joke! ”

"At best, you are only a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, like you, there are dozens of them in my sect!"

"The elder is the power of the foundation building period, and it is easy to slap you to death!"

This is the foundation of this sect, and it is also his dependence.

This place is at the foot of the Fengshan Sect!

"Is this the true strength of the Fengshan Sect......" Fang Mu thought for a moment.

"Hehe, now you know you're scared?"

The tall young man had a hideous face, and said with a monstrous hatred: "If you cut off my arm, it is equivalent to offending the entire Fengshan Sect, wait, I will make you regret coming to this world!" ”

A dull sound, faintly sounded.

A flying sword swept through the air, piercing through the chest of the thief-eyed youth, and then swerved in mid-air, piercing the tall youth.

The flying sword spun again in mid-air, nailing the two people strung into a gourd to the trunk of the tree.

Edgeworthiness!?

The two disciples' eyeballs were bloodshot, and their eyes widened in shock.

"Kaedeyama Sect...... It's too weak. ”

Fang Mu held Xia Yan in one hand and walked slowly towards the way up the mountain.

His right palm was facing back, and his fingers were slightly hooked.

on the mud floor,

The sword that the tall young man had dropped suddenly rose into the air, flew upside down with a thud, and fell into Fang Mu's hands.

The hand holding the sword was clenched very tightly.