"Senior Brother Wu, it's okay. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 🔥 Don't worry. A voice with a soft hint of arrogance said.

Wuchen turned his head to look, and beauty came to his face.

Aolan Boshuang's incomparable face, delicate as porcelain, better like a good epiphany, blooms safely in this stormy night.

Wuchen's heart warmed for no reason.

It seems that as long as you see this beautiful face, even the greatest danger can be easily passed, and even the most serious injuries can be easily healed.

The sky is full of wind and rain, and it is falling down.

A gust of cold wind and raindrops fell on the two of them.

The two smiled slightly, as if they had known each other for many years.

At this time, the old man who swept in the air smiled strangely, and his palm shadow waved out like a mountain.

Bang, bang, bang!

There were four muffled sounds, and the four people who were chasing after them fell backwards almost simultaneously and fell to the ground.

"The miscellaneous pieces of the Flying Dragon Martial Academy, roll as far as I can for me, and next time I see you take you to drink. Tell Guo Changhe, if you don't accept it, come to the Zhantian Martial Academy to find me!"

The four of them glanced at Wuchen hatefully, turned around and fled.

The old man snorted coldly, returned to Wuchen, and patted Wuchen on the shoulder.

Wuchen was relieved and arched his hand: "Thank you seniors for saving me." ”

The old man glanced at Wuchen, his face sank, and he turned around and left.

Wuchen didn't know why he looked at Aolan Boshuang, and Aolan Boshuang opened his mouth and wanted to speak.

At this moment, the old man's footsteps paused, and he said behind him: "You still haven't followed?

Under the guidance of the old man, Wuchen came to a closed cave and closed the door.

The old man took Aolan Boshuang and left.

Along the way, Wuchen wanted to open his mouth several times, but he didn't find a chance to ask Aolan Boshuang clearly.

It's just that when Aolan Boshuang left, Wuchen noticed her somewhat frowning brow.

A few hours passed in the blink of an eye, and Aolan Boshuang did not come back.

Wuchen felt that something was wrong, walked to the door, and tentatively pushed the stone door.

The stone door did not move at all, and Wuchen thought that he was not exerting himself.

Adjust the martial energy, concentrate on the arm, exert it in the hand, and push it again!

Shimen still didn't react in the slightest.

The stone door has been locked from the outside.

Wuchen's mind is racing, it is impossible for Aolan Boshuang to harm herself, if this is the case, she doesn't have to lie during the day, as long as she tells the truth.

"Uncle Shi, let him go! she has some friendship with her disciple!" said Aolan Boshuang bowed her head respectfully.

The bright light shone on the side of the elder's face, which was generally covered by darkness and looked like a ghost.

"Hehe, I'm afraid it's not just about friendship!" The naked/naked old man put down the deadwood cup in his hand.

The bright red and viscous liquid in the cup looked like blood, glowing with a cold and bewitching light.

"Uncle Shi, you misunderstood, I, he and I are really just ordinary friends. Aolan Boshuang was a little flustered, and her face was a little unnatural.

The old man snorted coldly and said, "If this is the best." Shuang'er, I am my uncle, and I am also your uncle. Although you are in the Zhantian Martial Academy, you must never forget your identity.

That kid swallowed dragon medicine in the secret realm, and his blood was a great tonic for my tiger roaring beast. The role of the Tiger Roar Beast, you and your father must know very well!"

"But, Wuchen he..."What else did Aolan Boshuang want to say.

The old man's face sank, he waved his hand, and said solemnly: "Shuang'er, I only put half of his blood, which is already the limit." At least he has half a chance of living, and if you intercede for him again, then this half chance is gone. ”

Ao Lan Boshuang's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Shuang'er doesn't say much." ”

"That's pretty much it! I'm going to summon the Tiger Roar, and you don't want to let him escape. He has the beast's breath I planted on him!!" The old man turned and strode away.

The jade hand that Aolan Boshuang clenched lost its blood color because it was too hard and didn't notice it.

Wuchen used all kinds of methods, such as iron rod sleds, stone smashing, hand pushing, kicking, and mouth biting, but he couldn't open the stone door, and he had to give up in the end.

Just as he was accepting the fact of captivity, all he heard was the sound of a machine outside the door, and then the sound of stones grinding against each other.

The stone door was opened.

Wuchen is preparing to take advantage of his unpreparedness and make a surprise attack.

However, at first glance, it was Ao Lan Boshuang, standing by the stone gate.

"Wuchen comes with me!" Aolan Boshuang lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

Wuchen did not doubt that he had him, and followed behind Aolan Boshuang.

Aolan Boshuang looked around, and from time to time he looked back to see if anyone was following up.

Finally the two came to a mountain pass, and beyond that a vast valley and endless mountains stretched into the distance.

"Wuchen, you go quickly! it's too late!" Aolan Boshuang urged.

Wuchen looked at Ao Lanboshuang's anxious appearance, and couldn't help but say, "Senior Sister Shuang, you won't have anything to hide from me." ”

Aolan Boshuang was slightly stunned, and his cheeks were slightly red: "What are you calling me?"

"Frost... Senior sister!" Wuchen scratched the back of his head a little unnaturally and said, "Senior sister, you have saved me repeatedly, and your kindness is like a mountain." I think it's a bit out of sight to always call Senior Sister Aolan. So just..."

Ao Lan Boshuang didn't listen to him, smiled and interrupted: "Senior Sister Shuang's title is very good, I like it very much." Don't talk about it. Let's go. ”

What kind of person is Wuchen, even if Aolan Boshuang doesn't say it, he can guess some clues, and he doesn't ask anymore, but looks directly at Aolan Boshuang and says, "I'm leaving." What are you going to do?"

This time, Wuchen didn't even mention the word 'Senior Sister Frost', and suddenly shortened the distance between the two a lot.

Ao Lan Boshuang was stunned for a moment, looking at the young man in front of him, it turned out that he was also worried about himself.

"That man is my uncle, and he won't embarrass me. Hurry up and go. If I don't leave, I'll be angry. Saying that, his face suddenly turned cold.

Wuchen wanted to say something, but he had to stop, turn around and walk forward.

"That, wait!" Wuchen walked out without taking two steps before he was stopped.

Aolan Boshuang didn't know what to think, the jade hand wiped the scattered hair on his forehead behind his ears, and said in a very low voice: "Senior Brother Wuchen, when you were in the Netherworld Mountain, did you ever see a blonde senior with a similar body shape to you?"

The night was deep and the wind was still cold.

The heavy rain was still colorful, and on the beautiful face of Ao Lan Boshuang, with a hint of expectation, the two little hands were unconsciously clasped together, and a pair of beautiful eyes were full of heat.

Wuchen was shocked in his heart, and looked at the girl who was staring at him not far away, with a look of anticrisy on her face.

The wind and rain were like knives and swords, hitting her thin figure. (To be continued.) )