"Man, huh?"

"That's it, that Xuefa Langjun is like this, Bu Tianji is still like this, no one is reliable!"

Leng Qianxue soon knew that Bu Tianji slipped away without saying a word, smiled sarcastically, and then thought that he had followed him for thousands of miles but said to leave, and didn't even say hello, he immediately overturned the vinegar jar, gritting his teeth and hating!

"Women still have to rely on themselves in the end, and men don't have a good thing!"

She was angry, but she also wanted to continue looking for Shaofeng, but she looked at the primeval forests with dense forests and cliffs everywhere, and she was at a loss, after thinking about it, it was better to arrive in Chang'an as soon as possible to join Elder Gao Yueying, maybe she persuaded the elder to use the power of the Broken Love Valley to help Shaofeng, which was more effective than turning around!

As for who the deputy alliance leader is in the trial, she doesn't care.

Obviously, at this point, it is clear to everyone that the deputy alliance leader has been decided, that is, Yan Thirty-three, the sect leader of the Heavy Sword Sect of the Thirty-Three Style of the Heavy Sword Weighing Sword.

Thinking of this, Leng Qianxue's figure flashed, like snow drifting and like catkins blowing, and flew towards the imperial capital Chang'an.

In the forest of Nuoda, from time to time, there are trial disciples who break into dangerous places and fall into them, and many of them are captured by the black-clothed envoys of the Tianwu Empire, so that the calm mountains and forests are no longer peaceful in these two months!

And Xuefa Lang Jun Shaofeng is falling rapidly at the moment.

It turned out that Shaofeng didn't know much about the terrain of the Dark Forest, which led to an accident during the transfer.

When his teleportation stopped, he happened to land on the cliff a hundred miles away, and Bai Mao fell down carelessly, Shaofeng didn't have time to use his Xuan Force, so he took him off the cliff, and there were screams among the mountains.

"Ahhhh

"Bang Bang Bang"

At the moment when Shaofeng was about to fall, he quickly grabbed Bai Mao's body and protected it to death.

I don't know how many times I hit the raised rocks on the mountain, the pure white clothes turned into white rags, and the person had already fainted directly, and the white hair also turned into flower hair, but there were not many scars on the body.

"Bang"

After many more impacts, only a loud sound of hitting the ground was heard, and a human-shaped crater was knocked out at the bottom of the cliff.

"Roar"

"Roar"

"Crush me, Daddy!"

The white hair was very well protected by Shaofeng, so it woke up early, at this time, it lay on Shaofeng's chest, screaming in pain, but soon found that his father was unconscious, so anxious that its tears flowed out.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Bai Mao!"

"Baimao has no mother, and he can't be without his father anymore!"

"Dad, wake up!"

The white hair arched Shaofeng vigorously with his big tiger head, trying to wake Shaofeng up.

"Your dad isn't dead yet!"

"You, you。。。。。。 It's so heavy。。。。。。 Come down first, you're almost out of breath!"

Suddenly, the snow-haired boy under the half-meter-long tiger's body spoke, but he was weak and seemed to be very weak.

"Dad, are you alright?"

"Are you awake?"

"White hair is so happy!"

Shaofeng's voice made the little white tiger very happy, and happily jumped around on that miserable body.

It's just that Shaofeng has suffered a crime, falling from a cliff of thousands of feet, leaving him covered in scars, and there is no trace of mystic power to use, how can he withstand the weight of the half-meter-long white tiger again? He can only helplessly use all his strength to yell.

"Ahhh

"Daddy, I'm so sad!"

"Don't jump, come down!"

"Get down!"

"Roar, Bai Mao is wrong, Bai Mao is coming down!"

The little white tiger's hearing was very sensitive, and he heard Shaofeng's faint roar in an instant, so frightened that it jumped off Shaofeng's body in an instant, and obediently lay on the ground, admitting his mistake.

"Whew!"

"But it's the life of Young Master Ben!"

Only then did Shaofeng breathe a sigh of relief, and he lay in the pit like this, and after half an hour, he recovered his small residual strength and Xuan Li through the powerful recovery power of the Nine Spirit Veins.

I saw that he struggled to get up, looked at the formation scroll on his waist, and immediately threw the scroll on the ground in anger, scolding while stepping on it, plus his rag clothes, scattered hair, and dirt-covered face, like a beggar on the street.

"Jiang Tao, what the are you giving you a transfer formation? It's all unreliable stuff!"

"If it weren't for the fact that Young Master Ben has nine spiritual veins to protect his body, and he has been tempered like copper skin and iron bones by the Heavenly Saint Gong Dao Wanyuan, otherwise he would have to be buried under this thousand-foot cliff!"

"Pit!"

"Pit daddy!"

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