"Who!?"

Yan Shifan's perception was not weak, and he immediately sensed that in the distance, an extremely powerful aura was coming quickly.

His vision was extremely far, and he soon saw clearly the appearance of the person who came, and it was exactly the same as the woman who pierced the dantian qi sea with one claw?

Qingqiu Holy Lord, there are actually two of them?

Yan Shifan was incomprehensible for a while, but the aura of the person who came was powerful and terrifying, and he was also a high-grade powerhouse in the Mahayana realm.

Unbeatable!

Yan Shifan almost didn't hesitate, and flew in the other direction to escape desperately.

"Fuck it!"

"Lao Tzu is in the fire, but the bamboo basket is empty?"

Sneak attack on the Holy Lord of Qingqiu, and he didn't absorb any cultivation.

As for Fan Li?

Although Yan Shifan has it at his fingertips, he has no interest, God knows if it will be the same result?

He fled as fast as he could, and in an instant he was far away, and his figure was only the size of a sesame seed.

"I ...... Here it comes. ”

Qingqiu himself landed beside Fan Li, squatted down, and carefully investigated the injuries of the clone.

"How?" Fan Li asked eagerly, "Can you save it?" ”

He clearly felt that the breath of the woman in his arms had weakened, and the wound on his abdomen was full of black gas, and the stench was even more intense.

Silence is the worst news.

Qingqiu's deity looked away from the wound and looked at the clone for a long time.

The deity and the doppelganger, although they are two bodies, can communicate with each other.

There is no doubt that she understands her.

“…… I'm going to chase the enemy. ”

Qingqiu's own voice fell, and the person had already flashed into the distance. It's just that Yan Shifan escaped for a while, and she couldn't catch up immediately.

"What's going on?!" Fan Li asked the clone in surprise: "Why didn't she save you?" No, why don't you save yourself? ”

The terrifying fatal injury made Fan Li confused for a while.

After asking for half a sentence, I remembered that the deity and the doppelganger are Qingqiu, not outsiders.

The doppelganger didn't answer, but said something inexplicable.

"You're in your arms...... It was so comfortable that I wanted to lie down a little longer. ”

A bad premonition rose in Fan Centrifugation.

When has this been, isn't it the first place to heal injuries?

"The deity has always been shy."

"Actually, I'm the same."

"But it doesn't matter, shy...... Do it too. ”

As he spoke, Qingqiu reached out and hooked Fan Li's neck and slowly pulled him down.

The faces of the two of them were getting closer and closer, and Fan Li could even feel the hot breath exhaling from Qingqiu's mouth.

He kept reminding himself that it was important to save people.

However, the mind and body were out of pace, and each thought about his own things.

lips, finally touching each other.

How long the pause lasted at zero distance, Fan Li couldn't remember the time.

But when the lips of the two were separated, Qingqiu's beautiful face was no longer half bloody, and it was as white as paper.

"I ...... I can't bear you. ”

Her voice was extremely weak, so weak that Fan Li had to accept the fact that she couldn't keep it.

"I mean, I'm not willing to let you go."

Fan Li suddenly woke up!

The doppelganger is emphasizing her attitude as an independent individual.

Fan Li nodded heavily: "I understand!" ”

The doppelganger smiled.

She smiled contentedly, like a fully blooming flower, showing her true self under the bright sunshine, and no regrets.

Her body, however, gradually became transparent.

As light as a reflection, as thin as a cicada's wings.

In the end, she completely disappeared in Fan Li's arms, and only the residual warmth of her hands proved that she had been here.

……

…………

"Daddy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The screams echoed in the mountains of Nanling.

Yan Shifan fled in embarrassment.

Sometimes like a dog plowing the ground, sometimes like an ape jumping over the forest, sometimes like a finch fluttering fan.

The advantage of embarrassment is that it can escape a little faster.

However, in the face of the absolute strength of the eight grades of the Mahayana realm, he couldn't escape at all.

Qingqiu only slapped in the air, and the palm print transformed by the aura slapped Yan Shifan from the air to the ground.

The moment he landed, his bones shattered!

The body is lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Under the severe injury, he even lost control of many parts of his body.

Excrement and urine flowed sideways, staining a green meadow.

"Daddy!!!!!!!!"

"Help me, Daddy!!!!!!!!"

Yan Shifan let out a terrible scream.

He won't beg for mercy, because he knows that begging for mercy is useless, and Qingqiu will never let him go.

But is it useful to call for help?

Qingqiu flew in, and there was only ten zhang away from Yan Shifan.

Another palm!

As long as this palm falls on Yan Shifan, he will inevitably die!

But this palm failed to fall after all.

"The Holy Lord of Qingqiu is angry."

An old man descended from the sky, wearing a Ming crimson official uniform.

He is shaped like rotten wood, his voice is like a jackdaw, especially a pair of cloudy old eyes seem dull, but there is cunning and deceit hidden in the bottom of his eyes.

The old man stood in front of Yan Shifan.

He is holding a jade carving in one hand, which is in the shape of an adult female camel.

Qingqiu's palm just now was actually resisted by Yan Song with his body.

I saw that outside Yan Song's official robe, there was also a layer of aura condensed battle armor suspended.

"Hu Zongxian once said that the Ming Army's martial arts [Lingjia Gong], although the combat power is slightly inferior, the defense is extremely strong. When cultivating to the end of the world, it can resist several attacks of the Pangu Giant Body. ”

"Although the old man has not yet cultivated to Dacheng, he is still able to resist the eight grades of Mahayana, hehehe......"

Listening to the confidence and ridicule in Yan Song's words, Qingqiu was always expressionless.

"Daddy!"

"The kid almost won't see you!"

Yan Shifan was ecstatic.

He just wanted to taunt Qingqiu a few words, when he heard a crisp crack sound of 'click'.

What does it seem to be broken?

Yan Song's aura condensed battle armor, and several cracks appeared at the end of the gratuitous end.

The rift quickly spread, spreading throughout the Warframe.

Boom!

The armor bursts, scattering into powder.

Poof!!!

Yan Song spat out a mouthful of blood, and his chest was sunken, which turned out to be a woman's palm print.

"Daddy!!!!"

Yan Shifan was so frightened that his face was bloodless, and the pickled things on his lower body overflowed a little.

He was desperate.

Dad can't even bear Qingqiu's palm, and today the father and son are going to die here?

"Ahem......" Yan Song spit out a mouthful of pus and blood, and shouted in a jackdaw-like voice: "If the Metropolitan Governor doesn't make a move, the old man's promise will not be fulfilled!" If His Royal Highness King Jing can't inherit the Great Treasure, does the Metropolitan Governor want to be so beautiful in the Wanli Dynasty? ”

As soon as the words fell, a majestic man appeared from the depths of the dense forest, it was Lu Bing, the leader of the Ming Jinyi Guard.

Lu Bing's momentum was extraordinary, but with a wry smile on his face.

The woman opposite looks feminine, but she is a peerless powerhouse of the eight grades of the Mahayana realm.

Yan Song's benefits are really easy to take.

But if King Jing personally promised that he would ascend the throne and become emperor in the future, Lu Bing and Jinyiwei would not waver in their status in the Ming Dynasty, and it would be worth paying no matter how much they paid.

Behind him, he was followed by twelve of the thirteen Taibao of the Jinyi Guard, all of them wearing treasure clothes and flying fish suits, holding spirit soldiers embroidered spring knives.

The Twelve Tai Warranty is profound, especially good at the technique of forming formations and combining.

"You guys up."

It's just three words, but it's a life-threatening talisman.

In the face of Qingqiu, whoever goes up will die.

The Twelve Taibao did not hesitate and stepped forward.

Lu Bing supported Yan Song with one hand, and picked up Yan Shifan, who was full of stench, with the other.

Turn around and walk away.

After writing, I drank.