Well, it doesn't matter, who made him like himself but didn't admit it.

"I'm leaving, thank you last night." Tong Xiaoxiao stood up, handed the blanket back to him, and walked towards the outside of the cave.

Fragments of sunlight spilled in from outside the cave entrance, falling on the woman's delicate jade-like face, and the slender and slender figure was stretched out, like a fairy bathed in the sun, beautiful ~ glamorous.

Mu Rufeng was stunned for a moment, quickly came back to his senses, quickly put the things in the cave into the ring space, and then chased him out.

"Xiaoxiao, where are you going, I'll send you."

"No need." Tong Xiaoxiao said without replying.

But Mu Rufeng did not leave, but followed her all the time.

Tong Xiaoxiao turned around helplessly and looked at him, "Rufeng, you don't have to follow me all the time. ”

"Nangong Mingmo didn't succeed the first time, so it's inevitable that he won't come the second time." Mu Rufeng's face was slightly calm, if he was allowed to see Nangong Mingmo, he would definitely be abolished!

Tong Xiaoxiao saw him persistently following behind him, so he had to sigh helplessly, hey, this wood, why didn't he admit that he liked himself at this time, and it was so difficult to admit that he liked himself?

The two of them walked in the mountains and forests one after the other, and suddenly a figure fell from the sky and landed in front of the two, it was Nangong Mingmo.

"Xiaoxiao, you can't run away, or go back to the Nangong family with me obediently, lest I do it." Nangong Mingmo's contemptuous and disdainful gaze fell on Tong Xiaoxiao's body, and a trace of coldness appeared on her arrogant face, last night this woman dared to point a sword at herself, from childhood to adulthood, those women were eager to climb into their own bed, listen to their own words, and be at their mercy, and she was so ignorant!

When she arrives in her own hands, she must be ravaged ~ and let her know how powerful she is!

"Nangong Mingmo, you are still the young master of the Nangong family, I didn't expect it to be despicable to the point of poisoning. As long as I'm here, you don't want to hurt a little hair. Before Tong Xiaoxiao could speak, Mu Rufeng behind her had already stepped forward, and her slender and generous hands grasped Tong Xiaoxiao's hand and protected her behind her.

"Is that you? Hmph, I was about to go to you, but you automatically sent it to the door, okay, let me solve you, and then take Xiaoxiao back to the Nangong family. She can only be my Nangong Mingmo's woman. Nangong Mingmo said with a cold and disdainful expression.

The other party is just an eighth-order sect martial artist, and he is a third-order holy martial artist. However, I have to admit that this Mu Rufeng's talent is really excellent, and he has reached the realm of an eighth-order sect martial artist at the age of twenty.

Since he was only an imperial martial artist when he was twenty years old, he has reached the third order saint martial artist at the age of thirty, and this kind of strength is also good.

With the strength of a third-order holy martial artist, killing an eighth-order sect martial artist is not an easy matter?

"Xiaoxiao doesn't want to go back, no one can force her, even the Nangong family!" Mu Rufeng's cold voice carried a hint of domineering in the world.

"Rufeng, you are not his opponent, you go quickly. He didn't dare to do anything to me yet. Tong Xiaoxiao's eyes showed a hint of anxiety.

Mu Rufeng's slender and tall figure stood in front of Tong Xiaoxiao, motionless, like Mount Tai, "I said I would protect you, with me, I will never let him hurt a single hair of you." ”

After that, he looked up at Nangong Mingmo opposite, and his deep phoenix eyes were surging with infinite battle intent, "If you want to fight, you will fight!" ”

"Good! Since you want to be a hero, I will fulfill you, rest assured, for the sake of a small amount, I will spare your life. Nangong Mingmo's face showed a sneer, his body moved, and he rushed towards Mu Rufeng.

Mu Rufeng's footwork unfolded, dodging his attack. Nangong Mingmo was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Mu Rufeng to easily dodge his own attack, his eyes couldn't help narrowing, and the expression on his face was gloomy and cold.

"There are two hits, but you won't be my match." Nangong Mingmo smiled fiercely.

"You can try." Mu Rufeng's eyes looked coldly at Nangong Mingmo opposite, he wanted to try to see how strong the strength of the holy martial artist was.

"You'll regret it later!" Nangong Mingmo's tone was cold, and the next moment, his body exuded a cold and cold aura, his palm flickered, and a high-grade spiritual weapon had been held in the palm of his hand, his fingers were shy, and the light on the blade was great, exuding a dazzling and terrifying light, and the momentum was also rising, like a towering mountain, which made people tremble.

The expression on Mu Rufeng's face did not change, and he did not show a look of fear and fear, he pinched the trick with both hands, and said lightly in his mouth, "The Qinglong bloodline talent is opened, and the mountains and rivers are pulled out." ”

In a moment, the true yuan power in his body operated wildly, rampage through his body, and he quickly climbed from the realm of the eighth-order sect martial artist to the realm of the first-order holy martial artist, and then to the realm of the second-order holy martial artist, and then stopped.

A long blood-red hair fluttered in the wind, and the deep black eyes of the past also turned blood-red at this moment, and the red scales were all over the body, flashing with cold light in the sun, like a demon god descending!

A terrifying coldness swept over Mu Rufeng's handsome and evil face, and the true yuan power in his body was urged to the extreme, and the phantom of a divine dragon slowly floated behind him, roaring in the sky, and shaking the nine heavens with rage!

Seeing this scene, Nangong Mingmo's eyes flashed with horror, the phantom of the dragon? Second-Order Saint Martial Artist?!

This is the talent of the Qinglong bloodline, which can greatly increase the strength in a short period of time!

No way! The Divine Dragon Phantom is the innate skill of the Mu family, and only the Mu family is the inheritor of the Blue Dragon Blood Pulse, Mu Rufeng is just a person from a small place, and it is impossible to display the talent of the Green Dragon.

However, Mu Rufeng is also surnamed Mu, is he a member of the Mu family in Qingzhou?

But so what? Nangong Mingmo suddenly remembered the scene when he participated in the White Tiger Secret Realm a few months ago, Mu Rufeng seemed to have a bad relationship with the Mu family in Qingzhou, and there seemed to be a strong conflict. Even if something happens to Mu Rufeng now, it is estimated that the people of the Mu family will not care, and they may be even happier.

The next moment, Nangong Mingmo's eyes were cold, and his figure suddenly flashed, and the spiritual weapon in his hand suddenly turned into dozens of zhang long, and slashed towards Mu Rufeng.

"Ice Slash!"

Although all the men of the Nangong family cannot inherit the ice and exquisite body, their physique will also be different from ordinary people, and they are much tougher and more flexible than ordinary people.

The terrible and ferocious knife slash came down without warning!

Even if Nangong Mingmo came to make a preemptive move, the expression on Mu Rufeng's face was still cold and indifferent, and it didn't seem to fluctuate much.

"Rufeng, my Ice Sword lends you." Tong Xiaoxiao's voice suddenly came from the side, and as soon as his mind moved, the cold ice sword came out of its sheath with a 'boom', and flew towards Mu Rufeng quickly, falling in the palm of his hand.

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