Chapter 447: Purple Wind City Lord

It was only after walking a long way that Feuren dared to stop. He leaned against the tree, and he felt a sense of detachment.

If it weren't for the support of this big tree beside him, Fel'an's body would have collapsed to the ground. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and the smell made Fern feel like he had walked out of his death.

This feeling of the aftermath of his life, Fairan couldn't even speak.

The other members of the Poison Sect did not speak, and several members of the Poison Sect couldn't help but sit directly on the ground when they saw Fern stop.

"Second master, who was that just now?" A member of the Poison Sect swallowed his saliva and asked, he said, "It's the first time I've encountered that kind of powerhouse, and this aura is more powerful than any cultivator I've seen before!"

"Damn! Shut up!" Fei An slowly squatted down, looking a little irritable: "Could it be that the Wang family has a strong person secretly following?"

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Seeing Fei An leave quickly with the members of the Poison Sect, Wang Tie, Xiao Lu, Xiao Qing and the others were still standing there in a daze, not knowing what to say.

Sun Qianqian's heart moved, and he glanced at the carriage behind him, and a light of thought appeared in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As Fellan retreated, the terrifying aura that reverberated through the heavens and the earth disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never existed at all.

"Thank you seniors for helping, juniors are grateful!" Wang Tie arched his hand and said loudly. Although he wondered who the strong man who shot was it, he didn't know if the people from the poison sect had gone far, and Wang Tie didn't dare to ask easily.

"Shallow, I really couldn't help it just now. After waiting for a while, the strong man still didn't reply, Wang Tie breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at Sun Qianqian, and stopped talking, but he still couldn't help but say.

"Hmm. Sun Qianqian's reaction was flat, and he turned around and returned to the carriage.

Ji Yi was still lying there, his eyes closed. Because his face was covered with white bandages, Sun Qianqian couldn't see what kind of expression Ji Yi was now. Ji Yi's breathing was smooth, as if he was asleep.

It stands to reason that there is chaos outside, and it is impossible for a normal person to fall asleep like this.

But with Ji Yi's current injuries and weakness, it is entirely possible that he fell asleep because of the huge fluctuations in his mood. However, this kind of falling asleep is somewhat similar to being in a coma, and after entering the carriage, Sun Qianqian put his hand on Ji Yi's wrist, checked Ji Yi's physical condition, and found that there was nothing serious, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I still have to bring a piece of waste, no wonder this time it's so unlucky!"

Seeing that Sun Qianqian's reaction to him was as cold as ever, Wang Tie held back a cloud of anger in his heart. Glancing at Ji Yi, who was similar to a dead man in the carriage, he snorted, turned to leave, sorted out the convoy, and continued to move forward.

This time, Wang Tie's impression in Sun Qianqian's heart was extremely bad. In the past, Sun Qianqian was just a little tired of Wang Tie's constant pursuit, but now, Sun Qianqian is only indifferent to Wang Tie. The first time this kind of person can push her out in the face of danger, then there will be a second and a third time......

Ji Yi closed his eyes, and the soul power he had finally recovered was almost exhausted again, and now Ji Yi was only endlessly weak. Ji Yi didn't want to open his eyes, and as the convoy began to move again, he slowly fell asleep.

The mysterious powerhouse just now was Ji Yi, but now Ji Yi only had the aura of peak strength in the late stage of the Nine Patterns Divine Spirit Realm. Because of the serious injury, Ji Yi's soul power has not fully recovered, and it is not easy to scare Fei An away.

Sun Qianqian sat on the side and looked at Ji Yi, feeling a little strange. Who was the mysterious powerhouse that suddenly appeared just now? The guards who followed this time, Sun Qianqian was quite knowledgeable, and there was no such thing as a powerhouse of the level just now. In the entire convoy, the only mysterious and unpredictable thing is this Ji Yi, who was rescued halfway.

Thinking of this possibility, Sun Qianqian felt a little funny. Ji Yi is now seriously injured, and he can't even sit up by himself, how can he exert the power just now.

Shaking his head, Sun Qianqian picked up the medical book and continued to read it carefully.

Xiao Lu and Xiao Qing, who were sitting next to Sun Qianqian, looked at Sun Qianqian with admiration, what happened just now really frightened them. I didn't expect Sun Qianqian to be able to read medical books so indifferently after experiencing that kind of scene.

Sun Qianqian is such a character, as if even in the face of landslides and ground cracks, Sun Qianqian can read quietly without changing his face.

Since Xiaolu and Xiaoqing were by Sun Qianqian's side, they had never seen Sun Qianqian show too excited emotions.

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Bang bang!

A group of nearly a thousand cavalry galloped towards Purple Wind City from a distance, and outside Purple Wind City, many people were already standing to welcome them.

The group of 1,000 cavalry had obviously been moving at high speed for a long time, but both the cavalry and the mounts were still in order. The occasional aura of slaughter froze the air around it. When the speeding cavalry saw the crowd standing and waiting in front of them, one of the cavalrymen at the head raised his arm and made a stop gesture.

As if there was only one cavalry, the group of cavalry came to a halt in such a neat order.

"Welcome General Zuo to our Purple Wind City. A middle-aged man in a purple robe arched his hand and said with a smile: "General Zuo has come from afar, and he has worked hard all the way, I have prepared a banquet in the City Lord's Mansion, please." ”

General Zuo was a man about thirty years old, dressed in armor, who jumped straight from his tall horse and landed firmly on the ground. With a hearty smile, he said: "City Lord Fan, this time Zuo came with something important, let's talk about important things first." ”

"Haha, General Zuo, it's useless for you to be in a hurry about some things. This middle-aged man in a purple robe was Fan Weiguang, the city lord of Purple Wind City, he laughed and said, "It's better to let the brother wash the dust and catch the wind for you first, and get rid of the fatigue of your body, so that you can have better energy to do things." ”

As he spoke, Fan Weiguang put his arm on General Zuo's shoulder and walked towards Purple Wind City with great familiarity.

The thousands of cavalry behind General Zuo did not say a word and followed the rear into the city.

"Who is this Zuo general, who is sacred, and the city lord actually brought us to greet us personally?"

"Do you know this group of cavalry?"

"Whether it is a cavalry or a war horse, it is black armor, and the spear in the hands of the cavalry and the sword on the waist are also black, and it is the first time I have seen this kind of cavalry. ”

"This is the famous and famous black rider of our Canglan Empire. ”

"Hey, this is the Black Rider?"

Behind Fan Weiguang were all members of the City Lord's Mansion, and they were also Fan Weiguang's loyal subordinates.

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