Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Savior
"Huh?" Duan Cen Feng flew with Qi Huan for a long time, and he didn't know why he suddenly slowed down, and he stared at the front with a somewhat strange face.
Not only Duan Cen Feng, but even a nervous person like Qi Huan noticed that something seemed to be wrong, because a pitch-black giant sword more than twenty meters long and three meters wide was slashing towards the door facing the two of them, and the giant sword cut through the sky, drawing a dark purple band of light in the air.
It's just that in the blink of an eye, the sword actually came in front of the two of them, Duan Cenfeng's face changed, and he casually threw Qi Huan towards the giant sword, and he retreated sideways.
Seeing that the giant sword was getting closer and closer to him, Qi Huan subconsciously closed his eyes, this time it was difficult to escape, is this a natural disaster!
However, the imaginary scene of being split in half did not appear, Qi Huan only felt that his waist suddenly tightened, and his falling body was lifted up again.
"Ah, I'm not dead." The feeling of being reborn after the catastrophe is really beautiful, if it weren't for the fact that the situation is still unknown, Qi Huan would have liked to look up to the sky and smile for three seconds.
"You want to die?" A low and somewhat charming voice sounded in Qi Huan's ears, Qi Huan opened his eyes suddenly, and when he heard the voice, he thought it was the masked man last time, but who knew that it was Mo Ye.
"How are you?" Qi Huan didn't expect that it was Mo Ye who saved him, thinking of the earth-shattering sword just now, Qi Huan now feels a chill in his back, he can split that sword, what kind of strength is this Mo Ye!
"Disappointed?" Moya raised an eyebrow.
"Of course not, it's just a little surprising." If Qi Huan encountered this kind of thing, she would definitely hide as far as she wanted, and most people were probably like this, she just didn't expect Mo Ye to come to save herself, if his sword didn't force Duan Cen Feng back just now, I'm afraid that now the two of them are really going to become mandarin ducks with the same fate.
"Don't be too grateful, just drop by." Mo Ye held Qi Huan in one hand, turned his head sideways and glanced back, then the corners of his mouth rose, and he walked away with Qi Huan's sword.
After Mo Ye and they walked for about half an hour, the three Shushan elders and Dongyuan came to the place where Qi Huan had just been rescued, but they only found an unrecognizable corpse.
"This, this can't be." Seeing the corpse from afar, Dongyuan's face suddenly turned pale, and his usual composure was all left behind, he stared at the corpse motionlessly, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
"Dongyuan!" Elder Yuan Ying, who was standing beside Dong Yuan, saw his expression and let out a snort in his ear, which made Dong Yuan take a sharp breath. He looked at it again and found that the corpse was not Qi Huan at all, and it turned out to be Duan Cen Feng who had robbed Qi Huan.
"Thank you, Elder Yuanying." If it hadn't been for that sound just now, Dongyuan would have been infiltrated by the heart demon, and the meridians would be disordered, and the mana would have been lost.
"Your heart is in turmoil." Elder Yuan Ying glanced at Dongyuan, his eyes were sharp, and he seemed to blame Dongyuan.
"The disciple knows his mistake." Dongyuan lowered his head, and his heartbeat seemed to calm down, fortunately, it was better not her. If this corpse was really Qi Huan, he would never forgive himself in his life.
"Senior brother, come and see, this is Duan Cen Feng's corpse." Elder Yuan Yu, who had gone over to inspect the corpse first, suddenly spoke when he was looking through the corpse's shirt.
Yuan Shu's words led the rest of the people over, and at this time, Yuan Shu took out a palm-sized black token from the corpse's jacket, and there was no extra ornament on the token, only the number "seven".
"It's Duan Cen Feng's identity token, it seems that this corpse is indeed his." Yuan Ying took the token and looked at it carefully for a long time, and finally confirmed. Duan Cen Feng is from the Demon Dao Dark Blood Alliance, in the Dark Blood Alliance, no one is allowed to have a name, the number is their name, if you kill the number in front of you, you can replace it, the cruelty of the Demon Dao is undoubtedly revealed in the Dark Blood Alliance.
That token is the proof of identity, and no one will recognize your identity without the token, so Duan Cen Feng will not lose this token even if he dies.
"One blow kills, directly destroy the Yuan Baby, what a ruthless means." After checking the body, Yuan Ying's face did not look good. Because Duan Cen Feng gave the head of the sect a kind of poison, only a unique antidote can be detoxified, otherwise Yuan Chu's fate would be Yuan Ying dying by self-explosion, and now Duan Cen Feng is dead, and he has not found any antidote.
Another point is that Qi Huan was originally captured by Duan Cen Feng, and now that Duan Cen Feng has been killed, the strength of the person who killed him is obviously much higher than him, which proves that Qi Huan fell into the hands of that person, and it is almost impossible to save Qi Huan.
If they could, Shushan didn't want to offend the people of the Qingyun faction, Qi Huan was arrested in Shushan after all, if they failed to save people, the Qingyun faction would obviously not let go of Shushan easily.
However, Qi Huan didn't know anything about all these things, and the only thing she could do now was to use all her strength to wrap around Mo Ye like an octopus. What kind of men and women are not kissed, in the current situation, her only feeling is that there are many stars in front of her.
"Here we are." I don't know how long it flew, but Mo Ye's flying sword finally stopped. After he withdrew the flying sword, he lowered his head and glanced at Qi Huan, who was glued to him, his voice was very calm, as if he was used to this kind of thing.
"I'm weak." Qi Huan also wanted to stay away from Mo Ye, but she had no strength but not enough strength, she really felt that her two legs had no strength at all, so she could only lean on Mo Ye.
"Let's go to the inn and rest." Mo Ye bent down and picked up Qi Huan, he saw Qi Huan looking half-dead, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He knew that Qi Huan's weak legs were not because he was afraid of heights, but because he had just come back from the death line and had palpitations.
A young woman who has never experienced life and death turned out to be just weak in the aftermath, and her courage is much greater than she imagined!
"Hey~~ I'm really bothering you." Qi Huan has never been hugged like this by a man in his life, and it feels really good to experience it this time. But no matter how she said it, it was nearly a hundred pounds, and Mo Ye hugged her as if she didn't feel anything.
"No trouble." Mo Ye seemed to be smiling, and the person who suffered at this time was definitely not him.
Half a day later, Qi Huan sat on the bed, gritted his teeth and cursed Mo Ye viciously. The bastard man hadn't even told her they were in the town, and it was the busiest street. The scene where she was carried into the inn by Mo Ye just now, I'm afraid it has spread throughout the town at this time.
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Exams have been so frequent lately... What you owe will be made up later. I hope you will mind~~