Although Mu Qing'er didn't know what was going on, or what was about to happen, she could still feel Lin Feng's fiery back muscles in front of her, as well as her uncalm eyes, but Mu Qing'er only nodded lightly, "Hmm"!

This scene fell in Zhushan's eyes, and Zhushan was about to erupt into flames!

Zhushan has always been an excellent person in the forefront of the Immortal Pavilion, awakening the craftsman at the age of sixteen, and now he is seventeen years old, and he is a month-level craftsman!

As long as it is a woman that Zhushan values, she can't escape his clutches!

But right now, the beauty I value is intimate with a garbage who doesn't know anything, and the strong possessiveness makes Dezhushan on the verge of exploding!

I only listened to Zhushan's deep mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Don't make a move, I'm going to have a good time with the little beauty in front of her lover!"

The next moment, Lin Feng had already stepped into the dense forest with Mu Qing'er on his back, and in his perception, although the four of them controlled their breathing, they didn't know if they were too careless or deliberately discouraged, so that Lin Feng noticed it before stepping into the dense forest!

Lin Feng collected his thoughts, while Mu Qing'er began to get confused again, and her stomach collapsed......

This made Lin Feng's slightly better mood worse again! With a cold light in his eyes, he moved forward quickly......

The next moment, Lin Feng's forward footsteps suddenly paused, and from the big tree in front of him, a figure suddenly landed, bringing up a burst of majestic spiritual power, blowing the grass on the ground with a "shivering" sound!

Takeyama used his usual and proud way of appearing, and when he raised his head, he was even more contemptuous, like looking at an ant!

Lin Feng frowned slightly, glanced at the clothes on Zhushan's body that belonged to the Wuwu Pavilion, and just as he was about to speak, he heard that Zhushan whisper in an extremely domineering tone: "Put down the little beauty, as for you......" Zhushan's eyes had a lewd light: "You can watch it from the side!"

When Lin Feng heard this, he smiled lightly and patted Mu Qing'er, who was gradually unconscious.

"Qing'er, you sleep for a while, and you'll be home soon......"

"Hmmm......"

With a soft mutter, Mu Qing'er lay on Lin Feng's shoulder again.

When Lin Feng raised his head again, there was frost in his eyes, and when he looked at the bamboo mountain in front of him, he was even more cold and indifferent!

"Get out of the way!"

The cold voice suddenly sounded, Zhushan was stunned, and laughed even more, as if it was the funniest joke he had ever heard, and then he twisted his face, looked at Mu Qing'er who was lying on Lin Feng's shoulder, and said coldly: "When you go down to the yin, you will regret the two words you just said!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Zhushan reach out with both hands, and two small scimitars flashed with silver and white cold glows suddenly appeared, and there was a touch of anger on his face!

Lin Feng didn't speak, like a volcano about to erupt!

As soon as his right hand poked in, the pitch-black short spear was held in the palm of his hand, and it was even more windy when it was wielded!

At this moment, Zhushan was stunned, as if he didn't expect that the kid in front of him was also a craftsman......

"You...... Which house is it?"

Lin Feng didn't speak, and stepped forward step by step with a short gun, because until now, Lin Feng didn't want to listen to Zhushan's explanation at all, even if the other party begged for mercy, it was useless to talk nonsense!

Zhushan was stunned for a moment, and obviously felt a killing intent!

The next moment, Lin Feng's footsteps moved, and he suddenly accelerated, and Zhushan was also a April craftsman after all, with a wave of his right hand, spiritual power surged, and the small scimitar actually flew out, spinning towards Lin Feng!

Lin Feng's footsteps paused, and at the moment when the scimitar was approaching, under the flick of the short spear, the scimitar was directly reversed and bounced back, and then inserted into the tree pole on the side!

Zhushan's pupils shrank, as if he didn't expect that seemingly light to have such a terrifying strength! Knowing that Lin Feng was not easy to deal with, he immediately let out a low snort!

"Help!"

Suddenly, three figures appeared beside Zhushan one after another.

Lin Feng's pupils shrank, he stopped, then glanced at Lin Yu, and said softly: "Get out!"

As soon as these words came out, the four of them were stunned, and looked at Lin Feng with ridicule in their eyes.

I only heard Li Chuan smile and said: "Actually, as long as you put that woman down, we will naturally not embarrass you!"

Takeyama's face was gloomy.

"What nonsense to talk to him, cut off his hands, let him remember today!"

In a cold snort, Zhushan made a move with his right hand, the scimitar, and rushed up directly, the whole person jumped in the air, and the scimitar in both hands brought up a huge aura, slashing towards Lin Feng!

Lin Feng raised his head suddenly, he didn't look at the clumsy knife technique at all, he swung a short gun in his right hand, and stabbed at the bamboo mountain in mid-air, and at the same time, the spiritual power roared, roaring violently, just like the anger in Lin Feng's heart!

One shot, the dragon breaks the hole!

Airplanes!

In the tremor, blood spilled, and Zhushan's entire body fell to the ground with a fist-sized hole in his shoulder, and the blood flowed "Zizi", as if even the cry of pain was powerless......

"Takeyama ......"

Li Chuan and Haowei's faces changed greatly, they didn't expect that Lin Feng would seriously injure Zhushan with one shot, while Lin Yu had already stayed where he was, and seemed to feel the gap between him and Lin Feng......

Lin Feng held Mu Qing'er behind him with his left hand, and walked slowly with a pitch-black short gun in his right hand, directly past Zhushan, who was unconscious in pain, and Li Chuan and Haowei, who were shocked, and then didn't even look at Lin Yu, and brushed past him!

"Just let him go?" Li Chuan's eyes showed hatred.

Haowei frowned and looked at Lin Yu who was staying there, then looked at Zhushan, who was covered in sweat, bloody and unconscious, and said in a deep voice: "Send Zhushan back for treatment first, and let that kid live for a while longer!"

Li Chuan carried Zhushan on his back, and Haowei was behind him.

Lin Yu walked in the path blankly, looking at Lin Feng's back gradually moving away, his heart was surging, and he had mixed tastes......

"One shot stabbed the May craftsman's Takeyama into serious injuries...... What kind of craftsman is that...... What kind of craftsmanship is that......"

"Lin Feng! I don't need to explain anything...... I have my own pride......"

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Half an hour later, the autumn courtyard!

Lin Feng sat on the edge of the bed in the room, while Mu Qing'er fell into a deep coma......

Aunt Mei looked at Lin Feng, who was covered in mud in front of her, and Lin Feng's silent face staring at Mu Qing'er, and then looked at Mu Qing'er's equally muddy dress, and said, "Feng'er...... You go out first...... I'll help Qing'er scrub and change her clothes!"

Lin Feng nodded and walked out of the door.

Outside the door, Fu Bo sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, looked at Lin Feng as if he had changed into a different person, looked up at the sky, and sighed.

"Everyone has their own destiny, this is the fate of the little girl...... You don't have to blame yourself!"

Lin Feng didn't speak, he was still silent, and he didn't care about the hardened mud on his body, and sat down on the steps.

But his eyes kept staring out of the door......

Fu Bo looked at Lin Feng again and said no more.

Lin Feng sat there, not knowing whether it was self-blame, guilt, or something else...... Because even Lin Feng didn't know whether the poison of the Youlan ghost strain had a solution.

Staring at the gate just to wait, waiting for Mu Qiubai to come back!

But this sitting is two hours, and there is no Luo Han outside the door, let alone Mu Qiubai...... Fauber didn't know when he left......

Aunt Mei's footsteps approached, bringing the news that Mu Qing'er had woken up!

Lin Feng got up in an instant and went straight to the room.

When Lin Feng saw Mu Qing'er again, his eyes turned red......

Mu Qing'er woke up there, staring blankly at the top of the bed, where the blue tent was draped...... Lin Feng thought that Mu Qing'er was looking at the tent until he approached...... Lin Feng was silent......

Waving his hand gently, Lin Feng glanced at Mu Qing'er's eyes...... The big eyes that were bright and shining brightly...... The eyelashes were still long, but they had lost their original brightness, and the black seemed to eat away at the whites of her eyes......

Lin Feng didn't speak, but Mu Qing'er had a smile on her face.

"Brother Lin Feng...... Is that you?"

"It's dark...... Qing'er can't see ......"

The weak words made Lin Feng's heart twitch fiercely.

When he leaned over, Lin Feng held Mu Qing'er's hand......

As far as the eye can see, there is a blood-red spot the size of a pearl, and there are extremely thin and extremely fine blood streaks, which spread out from around the blood-red spot!

Lin Feng looked at Mu Qing'er and said softly: "Qing'er, it's okay, it's ...... home."

Mu Qing'er's eyelashes trembled, she didn't answer, and blinked her eyes wide, as if she wanted to dispel the darkness in front of her, but when she opened it again, she understood.

Mu Qing'er didn't cry, didn't make trouble, she was very calm, so calm that it was frightening!

Lin Feng held Mu Qing'er's small hand tightly, and there were no other words to describe it except cold......

Lin Feng felt that his heart was tingling, and his eyes were red and swollen, but he didn't cry, just quietly looked at Mu Qing'er who was calm!

In the next moment, Mu Qing'er smiled, as always, the corners of her mouth curved like a crescent moon, and her long eyelashes were still trembling...... But she laughed out loud......

"Brother Lin Feng, Qing'er will tell you a story!"

Lin Feng was silent, and his little hand holding Mu Qing'er tightened......

Lin Feng was at a loss in his heart, he didn't understand this feeling...... But Lin Feng also understands that this may or may not be love, it may or may not be guilt, it may or may not be, it may be more ...... Self-blame, deep remorse!

Lin Feng nodded, and let out a difficult and hoarse "um".

Mu Qing'er smiled again and said, "Brother Lin Feng...... Do you know that once upon a time, there was a little girl, every day of her life was like living in a fairy tale, and every day of her life was very happy, because there was a mother who loved her, and because there was a father who guarded her...... Every day, the little girl is free and uninhibited...... However, one day, a middle-aged man came, and he asked the little girl, "Are you happy?" The little girl nodded, and he asked again: Are you happy? The little girl nodded the same thing. ”

Seeing the little girl nodding, the middle-aged man said: You are happy because someone loves you and someone protects you, but you don't know that your happiness is based on the pain of others......"

"At that time, the little girl did not understand the meaning of these words, and even many years later, the little girl could not understand ......"

The middle-aged man smiled...... The little girl still remembers that smile, it seems to be hateful, and even more bitter......"

That night, when the little girl came home, she cried...... Because when she opened the door of the house, she saw her loving mother lying in a pool of blood, and her father, whose heart had been gouged out next to her......"

Speaking of this, Lin Feng was silent, and it was even more obvious that Mu Qing'er's little hand was clenched very tightly......

Lin Feng looked at the tears in the corners of Mu Qing'er's eyes, and his heart hurt even more......

"The little girl lay in her mother's arms and cried and cried all the time...... It seems like crying for a long, long time...... Until I couldn't shed any more tears, until my cheeks were chapped...... That night, it was dark...... It's dark...... The little girl couldn't see anything...... It feels like the sky is falling...... When she saw the sun again, it was three days later...... When she opened her eyes, her parents' bodies had already begun to decompose...... She walked out of the house...... It's raining outside, very hard! The little girl was dazed and drenched...... Drenched for a day and a night......"

"Luckily, she was saved...... It was an old man, and when the old man found her, the little girl had only her last breath left...... When the old man saw the badly decomposed corpse, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily...... If it weren't for the old man, the little girl would have died......"

"Time passes...... In the midst of hatred, the little girl awakened her own craft...... It was a cyan lotus...... The old man said that this flower is very bitter, like a fate...... The little girl didn't understand, so the old man took the little girl and left, and the old man said that it was to change his life......

After Mu Qing'er finished speaking, she smiled again.

"Brother Lin Feng...... Guess the little girl's life?"

Lin Feng bit his lip, trying to squeeze out a smile on his face, and said hoarsely: "I guess...... That little girl can definitely change her life!"

Hearing this, Mu Qing'er had tears in the corners of her eyes, trying to see Lin Feng clearly......

"Brother Lin Feng...... Qing'er is afraid of the dark ......"

"Qing'er is not afraid, I'll light the lamp for you......"

As he spoke, Lin Feng stretched out his palm, unreservedly releasing the aura, hovering in the palm of his hand, and even using the power of Yan Jin...... Warm and bright......

Mu Qing'er seemed to feel the warmth, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she slowly closed her eyes, as if she was asleep......

"Qing'er!"

Lin Feng's heart tightened, and he shouted hoarsely!

"Brother Lin Feng, Qing'er is a little tired and wants to sleep for a while...... Wait a minute, remember to call Qing'er to get up......"

Lin Feng grabbed Mu Qing'er's hand, tightened it, and was shocked to find that the blood spots in Qing'er's palm had spread, like a spider web, and there was an extremely thick blood line among them, spreading towards Mu Qing'er's wrist!

At this moment, the door of the room shattered, and a figure appeared directly in the room with a terrifying speed, Lin Feng suddenly felt a strong wind coming, and the whole person was shocked to the side!