It only took a second for the four of He Feng to surround An Xian on the edge of the rock wall.

This is not a friendly move. An Xian had already seen that these people were determined to catch her and go back to receive the reward. However, this is precisely what gave her the greatest courage. These people won't want her life, and this is her chance.

An Xian shrank up, leaned against the rock wall, made an extremely timid and panicked look, and asked timidly, "Why is the Immortal Heart Trading Company looking for me?"

"Great joy! I heard that it was because an adult of the Fairy Heart Trading House loved you very much and wanted to marry you. Lord Nanrong, how many female cultivators cry and shout that they want to marry into the Immortal Heart Firm, and only a noble county lord like you, who is as beautiful as a fairy, can get into the eyes of the adults of the Immortal Heart Firm. You say don't you?"

"yes, yes. Come with us, Lord of the County. If you marry into the Immortal Heart Trading Company, what do you want? Where do you still need to come out and take risks! Although the things in the Heavenly Leak Valley are good, most of these things will eventually be sold into the Immortal Heart Trading Company, what do you want?"

He Feng said this just to coax An Xian to go with them obediently. In the end, An Xian is a woman named by a certain big man in the Xianxin Trading Company, and they are more willing to befriend An Xian and make her willing to go with them instead of forcibly tying up An Xian.

It's just that He Feng and the others never imagined that they said it casually, but they were all in it. If An Xian really went to the Xianxin Trading House, he could indeed do what he wanted.

An Xian held the purple folding fan tightly and moved slowly, looking like a frightened little white rabbit.

He Feng and the others smiled, this is what a little girl should look like. He put an arm on An Xian's shoulder, patted it gently, and pushed An Xian forward, half supporting, half confining.

The four of them divided into two columns and surrounded An Xian in the middle.

An Xian walked very slowly, and they were not in a hurry, and they did not plan to call back their teammates who had just left. Although it would be safer to call them back, when it comes to dividing the money, you have to give out a lot more. Traditionally, only those who were present at the time of the action could claim a distribution of the proceeds.

"Let's fly back, would the county lord be willing to ride with me on the same sword?" and Feng gently proposed.

An shivered, hesitated, as if he was afraid of something, and after a long while, he nodded slowly.

He Feng threw out the flying sword, put one hand around An Xian's waist, and hugged her on the flying sword. He Feng had just jumped up, and just as his toes were about to touch the flying sword, a sudden change occurred.

"Ahh They lunged forward, apparently under some powerful attack.

He Feng hurriedly looked back, but felt a chill in his neck. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his neck, and when his hand was halfway raised, he was no longer able to continue. His pupils dilated, revealing a look of horror, and he saw an extra line of blood on the neck of his other colleague, who had just thrown his flying sword and was about to take off. The last consciousness in He Feng's mind: "Senior brother, he was attacked by Nanrong Anxian." ”

An Xian gently pushed, and He Feng's head fell from his body. The Nine Heavens Wind Thunder Fan (stick) she was holding in her hand didn't move, but in her other hand there was a small shovel with a glass heart fragment.

An Xian landed again, threw out the small shovel of the glass heart fragment, danced the Nine Heavens Wind Thunder Fan (stick), and pounced on the remaining two wounded members of the Bixue Sect.

Yue Yun ran out of the ghost gate, raised his hand and grabbed the small shovel of the glass heart fragment thrown by An Xian, and rushed towards He Feng's corpse.

Another disciple of the Bixue Sect who had his throat cut, that was naturally Luo Luo's masterpiece of controlling Luo Yi. As for the two Bixue Sect disciples who screamed and looked injured, but they could still jump, they were attacked by Luo Er and Luo San.

Although Luo Yiyisan is stupid, he is not wood. Simple commands, such as "hit X!" and they execute without ambiguity.

After An Xian and Luo Yi joined the battle of Luo Er and Luo San, the only two remaining wounded members of Bixue Sect were struggling. Three completely invisible enemies frightened and panicked them.

They glanced at Yue Yun and recognized that this was just a ghost with some cultivation but not high cultivation, so they stopped paying attention, and subconsciously did not associate the invisible enemy with the ghost. They feel that they are hell-seeing.

"Catch Nan Rong Anxian!" Both of them thought so! This Nan Rong An Xian had a thousand means, but her cultivation was low, as long as she caught her and knocked her unconscious, she would not be able to use any means.

They didn't know that Luo Yiyi, Two, and Three were not secret techniques that were used in peace.

One of them took the lead and pounced on An Xian.

Poof—The sound of falling water sounded.

The man immediately found himself stepping into the water. The water is quite deep, about a meter. Why is this water so weird? It's slimy, it's like gel.

He fiddled with it a few times, accidentally saw his own hand, and immediately screamed in horror. He found that his arms had become transparent, and then he had found that his whole body had become transparent. "What's wrong with me?"

"Kill—" A shocking shout of killing suddenly sounded.

He looked up and saw that there were many warriors dressed in strange shabby armor and leather armor rushing towards him wielding weapons that exuded the smell of history. Most of them have blood marks and holes on their bodies......

"Ghost soldier!" The disciple of the Bixue Sect who crashed into the ghost mound paddled in the water in horror, trying to escape, but for the ghost, it was just a little muddy Huangquan River water, but for him, a living person, it had a glue-like effect. The rich yin aura in the river water seeped into the skin of the living, and it had a cold and piercing effect.

Standing on the stone pier with a cold eye, he looked coldly at the outside of the ghost gate. The guy who was fluttering in the water of the Huangquan River was handed over to the Heroic Soul Army to train his hands, and he had the right to train the soldiers.

The last wounded member of the Bixue Sect watched in horror as his senior brother and Nan Rong Anxian disappeared into the void together, and hurriedly stopped his steps, changed his strategy, and shot a strong spiritual power towards them as they disappeared.

However, his energy rushed out of the sea and hit the air without any effect.

He panicked, took two steps back, threw the flying sword, and was about to fly away.

As soon as the flying sword was out of his hand, he flew flat and was grabbed by an invisible force. He watched as his flying sword suddenly turned around and stabbed him in the face.

As he dodged, he reached out and pulled a distress tube from his waist. As long as he uses his spiritual power to bounce the nozzle of the signal tube open, the distress signal will rush into the sky like fireworks. When his fellow disciples saw the signal, they would have rushed over.

"Poof-" There was a soft, shattering sound, and there was an extra line of blood on his neck. His hand rested on his waist, and the distress tube was only halfway drawn.

Luo Yi happily waved the small shovel of the glass heart fragment. Once again, he succeeded.

An Xian waved his hand, and immediately ten Heroic Spirit Army rushed out of the ghost gate and collected the corpses. The corpses in this place were all quickly carried into the ghost gate and sent into the ghost mound.