Flying arrows, chaotic blades, firelight.

The rain was still falling, and the faces of each of the black-clad guards were solemn, and they were staring at the figures surrounded by them, and many of them even slowly developed something called "reverence". After all, the strong are destined to be respected.

It's just that the temptation of money is obviously greater, and the four girls' increasingly gloomy faces.

Click, click......

The crossbow bolts shot towards the figures in the courtyard again, how many waves is this? Fifteen, or sixteen? There are only a few crossbow arrows left in the quiver. How many more rounds will he be able to hold on? Everybody has such doubts.

Mu Feng stood silently with Cangming in his hand, his expression was indifferent, his left leg, right arm, and back waist were inserted with several crossbow arrows, the arrow body was not more than half, and there was a hole in his right calf that was constantly oozing blood, there was originally an arrow there, but it affected the action too much, and he pulled it out.

Pain?

Mu Feng doesn't think it's just, it's just that if the blood goes down again, it will be dry, right? He didn't want to die now, since he met that madman. Or should I say, another self, the same as this cowardly person.

I have to admit that this question is very funny, is the gap between the three consciousnesses of a person's division too big? Crazy, indifferent, cowardly. It is like a precipitated mixed turbidity, with clear layers and doping with each other.

Who is the main personality? He had thought about such a question, and even asked the madman, who he was just laughing at. Mu Feng knew that he couldn't kill a madman, just as he could easily defeat a cowardly personality, he was not at the same level at all.

In the same way, the madman does not want to kill himself, and he agrees with his own thoughts. Of course, if the madman hadn't been trapped in chains, the thing had suppressed the madman's abilities, and he could feel the danger that permeated his heart.

Can the power of space erase one's current state?

Mu Feng quickly denied it, because the space had shaped his body, and if necessary, it should have solved this problem long ago. Or maybe it thinks that mental illness is really not a disease......

Whizzing!

The sharp arrow came to the door, and Mu Feng, who was standing still, finally moved, only to see his body leaning forward, and the Cang Ming in his hand drew a semicircle, and his wrist was constantly deflected, as if he was wantonly smearing on rice paper, and the arrow that was leaning down in front of him shot down.

Then, Mu Feng's waist swung sideways, pressing down on his upper body, dodging the crossbow arrows that came from the side and above. At the same time, withdraw your sword to block arrows flying from diagonally behind.

Ding!

His movements are precise, seemingly after countless precise calculations, and he is able to analyze the position and velocity of each crossbow arrow in a very short time, and shoot them down in advance. This is an amazing skill, for the black-clothed guards, the person in front of them is already like a god of war possessed.

Unlike the absolute fear brought by Wu Fan, Mu Feng has always been on the defensive, and he didn't even move out of the two-meter-square ground, Wu Fan was at his feet, far away, Cangming couldn't reach it.

Yes, Mu Feng is protecting this man who gave him a slap. Of course, he was reluctant, but the obsession left by the cowardly personality before hiding was too deep, so that after taking over, he could not immediately eliminate such an influence, and his body naturally followed.

Because he had to face the crossbow arrows that were constantly being fired, even he couldn't take it lightly, since he couldn't eliminate the obsession in his mind in a short time, Mu Feng could only deal with it with his heart, but fortunately, the other party's arrows were about to run out.

Seventeenth wave! Finish!

When the last crossbow arrow was shot down by Mu Feng, he breathed a sigh of relief, this is already a tacit understanding developed by both parties, starting from the seventh wave, the other party will stop for a short time every time he releases a round of crossbow arrows, probably because he doesn't want such a wonderful performance to end.

If it weren't for this guy, you wouldn't even be able to see my back now. He snorted faintly.

The firelight reflected on Wu Fan's face with closed eyes, looking particularly peaceful, and in his thoughts, he was probably dead. Mu Feng kicked him, and he could still see the fluctuations in his chest.

Then the arrows came again, and this time he frowned.

The direction of the arrow's attack has changed, and most of the arrow rain in front of him is shooting towards him, even if he doesn't block, a few of them may fall on the unlucky Wu Fan. But now, all the crossbow arrows were aimed at Wu Fan, who was lying down.

Mu Feng squinted at the ridicule on the face of the fourth girl, and understood the reason for the change, so he could only take the initiative to jump into the pit. The body sometimes involuntarily ......

The obsession left by the cowardly personality is to protect Wu Fan, but anything that threatens Wu Fan's safety Mu Feng's body will have the first reaction, and before the impact of this obsession is eliminated, any behavior that subconsciously avoids the obsession will be resisted. This is the trouble Mu Feng encountered.

Most of the injuries on his body were caused by this reason, and everyone present could already see it, but Mu Feng's behavior made the black-clothed guards feel a little heroic, so they didn't strike at this weakness in an all-round way. They can have extraordinary combat cooperation, and naturally they will not despise Mu Feng's idiotic behavior of sacrificing his life to save his comrades.

It's just that this time the four girls gave a death order.

This vicious woman doesn't want to wait, she's had enough of the farce and wants to end it early and go back to her godfather.

Poof!

Blood splashed out, and a crossbow arrow pierced Mu Feng's left shoulder blade, his face was cold, and the sword in his left hand couldn't be used, no matter how precise the actuarial calculation was, his hard power was not good after all, and when the speed was difficult to keep up, he could only use his body to block it.

Grandma's, what's this TMD called! The indifference was unbearable for him, and the fight was too wretched, even if he killed everyone in front of him, he could accept it. Now he is trapped in the rules of the pit father, and it is completely a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs.

Mu Feng had already considered that with mental damage, he also wanted to erase the troubles left by his cowardly personality in his mind. As for Wu Fan's life and death, there is no way to do it.

"Ahh

A scream came from the periphery of the inn, followed by the sound of weapons clashing, roaring, and fighting. The battle began so abruptly.

No one expected that Lu Jianxing would bring a group of brocade guards back in such a short period of time, except for Shen Lian, Jin Yichuan and the two women who broke through at the beginning were there.

Since most of the people were encircling Mu Feng and Wu Fan, Jin Yiwei easily broke through to the courtyard of the inn under the leadership of Lu Jianxing and Jin Yichuan.

"Brother, we're late!" Lu Jianxing glanced apologetically at Wu Fan, who was lying on the ground, and made a martial ritual's etiquette at Mu Feng, he probably thought that Wu Fan was dead. It can be seen that someone's skill in pretending to be dead can be described as a must, and even the master has concealed it.

Mu Feng naturally didn't explain, he even ignored Lu Jianxing, and his attention was completely attracted by another person. For the first time, two pairs of equally indifferent eyes gained focus.

They all saw the coldness hidden under each other's appearances, but Mu Feng had always known about Chen Xue's existence, and Chen Xue was somewhat surprised when he saw him for the first time.

Therefore, she grabbed Wang Yan and the two did not come up to inquire about Wu Fan's injury as soon as possible. The atmosphere was suddenly very embarrassing, Lu Jianxing saw that Mu Feng didn't care about himself at all, thinking that it was because of the death of his companion, he was embarrassed to speak anymore, so he could only point the finger at the four girls.

"Don't wait until you leave! This time, I only killed Wei Zhongxian, don't lose my life in vain. ”

Lu Jianxing has learned the combat effectiveness of the black-clothed guards, and the brocade-clothed guards under him are not weak, but they are far inferior to the three brothers, and the number is less than that of the other party, if they really fight, the victory or defeat is not yet known. So, he chose to divide.

It's a pity that this clumsy method is destined to have no effect.

The fourth girl didn't even bother to reply to his words, and waved at his subordinates, and the two teams rushed together in the cold wind of the rainy night.