"You're kind, really!" Yue Chanchan said seriously.

Mu Fan thought for a while and said, "Some people think I'm kind, and some people think I'm stupid." ”

Yue Chanchan smiled: "I didn't expect you to come." ”

"But here I am."

"yes, you're here."

Mu Fan said: "When you cross this street, you stab me with a sword." ”

"No, you don't." Yue Chanchan turned her face sideways, "The emperor won't do anything to me." You...... Want to escape? ”

"If you want to escape, I won't come." Mu Fan shook his arm, looking very relaxed.

Yue Chanchan said: "I can help you escape." ”

"I still have to save people!"

"Heaven and earth, don't say it's you, even if it's your master, you can't save her." Yue Chanchan's voice became smaller and smaller.

Mu Fan smiled: "If you don't fight, I won't be at peace for the rest of my life." Withdrawn...... I'm not me anymore. ”

"Well, now that you've made up your mind, I can only wish you good luck."

Yue Chanchan was silent for a long time, and Mu Fan didn't speak, but the atmosphere between the two was not awkward.

After a long time, Mu Fan pointed to the alley not far away, and said slowly: "After the corner of the street, I will pretend to hurt you, and remember to fight back when the time comes." ”

"If you take me hostage, you might be able to escape."

Neither of them gave up on their previous plans.

Mu Fan said: "You know that I will not hold you hostage, let alone escape." ”

"You know I'm not going to stab you." Yue Chanchan smiled, a little bitter.

"I won't get hurt, and my self-healing abilities can completely ignore your sword. Stab me, let me worry less, now...... I can't get distracted. ”

Yue Chanchan pursed her lips, "I understand, I'll stab." ”

At the corner of the street, Mu Fan took out his sword, but Yue Chanchan did not block it.

As a result, the Three Kings Sword pierced Yue Chanchan's abdomen without hindrance, and the blood flowed non-stop.

Yue Chanchan only fought back at this time, she smiled: "You hurt me, I hurt you, this is realistic, isn't it?" ”

"Yes, that's realistic!"

Yue Chanchan's sword pierced Mu Fan's abdomen until it couldn't penetrate it. She opened her arms, hugged Mu Fan, and said close to his ear: "It would be nice if we met earlier!" ”

Mu Fan pushed Yue Chanchan away, pulled out the sword, and threw the sword out, the sword sank into the stone wall next to it, only the hilt of the sword was exposed.

The moment he drew his sword, the wound in his abdomen had almost recovered, but in order to keep the people of the court from making things difficult for Yue Chanchan, he pretended to stumble, and finally disappeared into the chaotic flow of people.

Yue Chanchan looked lonely, she didn't deal with the wound in her abdomen, but walked to the stone wall, pulled out her sword, and sighed lightly.

The onlookers of the imperial court spies and the Xuanmen spies disappeared into the crowd, either reporting the news to the authorities, or continuing to track Mu Fan......

When night fell, due to the curfew, the huge Huaide City fell into darkness, even the bright green buildings were rarely bright at this moment.

Mu Fan sneaked outside the Yongcheng City, looking at this majestic city, his heart was full of tension and uncertainty.

The faint light on the city wall magnified the shadow of the city wall, and the already tall city wall became even more magnificent. The armor of the Xuanmen disciples on the wall was glowing, dark and chilling, and they closely patrolled the surroundings for possible enemies.

A high platform was built at the main gate of Yongcheng, which was very similar to the high platform built by Jiezhou Taishou Gao Ning for Tianxingdao, which was dozens of times larger. This will be the place where Xiao Wan was publicly executed, and it is also the place where Mu Fan made a big fuss.

Mu Fan didn't dare to approach the high platform, so he could only watch from afar. He was sure that there were already people in ambush near the high platform, waiting for the people who rescued Xiaowan to jump in.

In the dark night, he took out the face of the Ming King, dipped the pen and ink in colored paint, and learned to paint the monkey face mask of the Great Sage. After he finished painting, he took out a bunch of flying swords and kept feeding them into his mouth, eating them until he was about to die.

The tense heartstrings were still tense, and it seemed that they could break at any moment, but for some unknown reason, he lay down on the grass and soon fell asleep.

I slept until dawn, and the light of the morning sun was very soft, shining on my face warmly.

Mu Fan summoned his twin swords, like an old monk in a meditation.

In the depths of the sea of qi, near the bronze gate, he looked at Da Qingtian and said, "Are you ready?" ”

Da Qingtian said: "You can do it at any time." ”

Mu Fan turned to the big black sky and asked, "What about you, are you ready?" ”

"Anytime." Daikokuten shook the chains on his body, "It's time to loosen these chains." ”

Xiao Chan'er said: "What are you in a hurry?" ”

Mu Fan said calmly: "Da Heitian, when the fight starts, I should loosen the chain for you, I will loosen it for you, and even if you have these chains on your body, you can still exert three or four percent of your strength." ”

"At the end of the day, you still don't believe me." Da Heitian sat on the ground, "I don't care if you believe me or not, if it weren't for the threat to my life, I wouldn't care about this." ”

Mu Fan said: "You pray." ”

Dakuten laughed when he heard this, "Pray, I am God, I pray, who do I pray to?" ”

"That's better, do your best, and I wish we all come back alive." Mu Fan continued.

Daikoku Tianxin said: "I don't want everyone to go back alive, it's better to be the only one left." ”

Mu Fan returned to his body, swept across the high platform in the distance, and waited for the Xuanmen disciples to escort Xiao Wan up. The wait was extremely anxious, and the mild sunlight seemed to become extremely hot, and he was sweating profusely.

Near noon, someone finally escorted Xiao Wan up, and because of the distance, only a vague figure could be seen.

The person in charge of supervising the beheading was Le Zhengge, and he personally went into battle, showing that Xuanmen attached great importance to this matter. In addition to him, there are also some masters standing on the high platform.

Mu Fan clenched his double swords, put on the face of King Ming that he had drawn, didn't say anything, and rushed quickly to the high platform.

The moment he left, Le Zhengge's breathing slowed down by half a beat, and he had obviously already discovered Mu Fan hiding in the distance.

Da Qingtian all entered the green snake robe, and instilled power into Mu Fan's body. Mu Fan's speed skyrocketed, leaving a long trail of afterimages wherever he passed.

The Great Black Sky in the sea of qi roared angrily and tore open the space in front of Mu Fan. The black crack is full of unknowns, and if you enter the spatial crack, one wrong step is death.

Mu Fan closed his eyes, his eyes were useless at the moment, and he followed the actions of the big blue sky, the big black sky, and Xiao Chan'er in the sea of qi wholeheartedly.

"Coo" sounded, like entering a swamp, and strange forces came from all directions, sometimes pulling with strength, sometimes squeezing with strength.

Another "grunt", followed by a loud bang.

When the second "goo" sounded, he walked out of the spatial rift. It's a pity that not long after he came out, he was stopped, and at the same time, there was a very simple fist.

Mu Fan received a punch in the chest, and the punch penetrated his body and drilled out of his back. The puncher's punch was fierce and extremely fast, and the strength came out of his body, smashed into the high platform, and stirred up a large cloud of dust.

Compared to the speed of the fist, Mu Fan seemed a little slower, and he was swept into the ruins by the fist, and smashed it with a loud bang.

"It's amazing, I'm not dead!" The puncher was surprised.