The rain curtain thinned, and the silence of the deep mountain Buddha Hall was as clear as when Xu Yuan and the others left, and the blood pool of the corpse in front of the door had solidified.

suddenly

Two figures descended from the sky and landed on the clearing, red with the blood left by the corpses.

A man and a woman, both dressed in strong suits, somewhat similar to the dozens of uniformly dressed corpses on the ground.

Red on a black background, with a hideous dragon embroidered with gold patterns on the back of the robe.

The black boots stepped on the blood that had already solidified, and let out a viscous liquid flowing sound.

The man had a stubble on his face, a sword behind his back, and his frivolous eyes looked around at the miserable situation, covered his nose, and shook his head gently:

"Tut-tut.... It's really miserable, it seems that the person who kidnapped the third son is not simple. ”

The woman's face was cold, her long hair reached her waist, tied into a long and tall ponytail floating behind her, her waist was slender, her chest was bulging and wrapped in a slim suit, and her eyes swept over the corpse on the ground:

"Can you tell who did it?"

Walking leisurely among the corpses, the man stared at the corpses around him, shook his head casually, and his voice was a little interested:

"What do you think of this? It's all ordinary sword qi slashing, and I haven't even used sword skills. ”

The woman's eyes lowered slightly, glanced at the location of the corpses on the ground, and said softly:

"They've been in formation."

The man nodded:

"I know, um.... The scars on these people's bodies are not deep, they are all just killed, and they happened in an instant. ”

Moment?

The woman frowned when she heard this, and looked at the man: "Can you do it?" ”

The man raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, glanced at the woman, and said with some amusement:

"In your eyes, I am so unbearable?"

After a pause,

The man shook his head slightly, raised his finger and pointed to a corpse sitting next to a dry well in the open space of the Buddha hall, squinted and said with a smile:

"But you're right, I really can't do it, at least I can't do it with a death like Zhou Yuan."

The words fell, and the woman stared intently.

The corpse next to the dry well was a middle-aged man, with a beard, and the muscles under him could be faintly seen through his clothes, but his sleeves were empty at the moment, and his forearms were cut off by Qi Gen, and the fatal wound was a slight sword mark on his throat.

The scene before his death is clear at a glance.

A sword qi shot out from the main entrance, and the middle-aged man who was the eye of the formation wanted to block it with both hands, but the sword qi directly broke the talisman qi and cut off his arms, and the remaining sword qi cut his throat to death.

I didn't use the slightest bit of energy.

"I can kill him with a sword, but a martial arts master like Zhou Yuan, I can't do it so finely."

As he spoke, the man pretended to hold his sword, and smiling twice at the corpse:

"If I make a move, his head will fall off."

After that,

The man sighed slightly, glanced at the dark interior of the Buddha Hall, and his eyes were deep:

"And the spirit Buddha inside, I can't kill it with a sword without using "Yuan Qi". ”

As he spoke, the man's eyes showed a hint of solemnity:

"That person might be better than me."

The woman was silent.

The man lazily rubbed his messy hair and sighed:

"The eldest prince has taken the initiative to rush from the imperial capital to Jingjiang City because of the matter of the third prince, and now a lot of people have died in the city, you go back and report to him first, the person who did it this time is likely to be the great grandmaster."

The woman stared at the man and asked:

"What about you?"

The man raised his hand and touched his stubble-covered chin, grinning:

"Of course, continue to chase, with the third son, even the great grandmaster can't run fast. I'll leave you a mark on the way, remember to go and come back quickly, otherwise when you catch up, I may become a corpse~"

After that,

The man patted the woman's shoulder, and without waiting for the other party to respond, he jumped and disappeared directly into the blood-colored clearing in front of the Buddhist hall.

The woman stood in silence for a long time, and finally turned into an afterimage and galloped away in the opposite direction of the man's disappearance.

...........

Two days later.

The rain had long since stopped, and the sun was shining through the clouds, casting a golden yellow, and a few rays of sunlight shining through the treetops into the forest, filling the fragrance of fragrant grass and fresh earth.

"Hah.... Call... Ha.. Hah..."

Xu Yuan leaned on a towering tree on the side, and spit out two words from his mouth with difficulty:

"Hugh . . . Rest. ”

The woman in black who was walking in front heard this, glanced back at Xu Yuan's pale and handsome face, stopped silently, sat on the ground and began to close her eyes and recuperate.

Xu Yuan sat directly on the ground, sweating profusely.

He never thought that someone's body could be like this, let alone that this body would be his own.

Even on flat ground, after walking only a few kilometers, the legs of this body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the steady breathing began to be rapid, and a hot feeling gradually spread in the chest.

For a while, as long as it takes a little longer, you can feel a dull pain in your lower back.

Xu Yuan sometimes felt that in the past two days, if it wasn't for Ran Qingmo catching the original body this time, it might not take a few years at all, and the original body would have to die on the woman's belly.

It's okay to be unforgiving, and you don't want to exercise.

And the most terrible thing is that this body occasionally has a sense of restlessness similar to the craving for smoking, but several times stronger than the craving for smoking.

This made Xu Yuan almost sure that the original third prince would definitely take drugs.

The crossing did not reset the body's problems to the factory settings, and it was inherited by Xu Yuan, his unlucky bastard.

And a series of physical weaknesses also made the two of them travel at a speed close to that of a turtle crawling in the forest of the Wanxing Mountains.

During the break, Xu Yuan's breathing calmed down little by little, and he looked at the woman in black who was closing her eyes and recuperating on the other side.

The sun shines through the treetops into the woods, and the spots of light reflect her fair skin.

Looking at him, Xu Yuan suddenly said out loud:

"Mr. Ran, at our current speed, it may take another month to reach Tianmen Mountain."

"I know." Ran Qingmo still closed his eyes, and his voice was indifferent.

Xu Yuan thought for a moment and said softly: "After a long time like this, we may be caught up at any time." ”

"......." Ran Qingmo didn't reply, just opened his eyes and looked at him quietly.

Xu Yuan smiled slightly awkwardly.

Of course, he knew that these things were all because of his body, but every time he stopped, he insisted on resting until the physiological limit of his body, but the limit of this body was so high.

After a pause, Xu Yuan hesitated slightly, and suggested softly:

"So, you... Can you catch a monster, um... Let me do it. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Xu Yuan still said this suggestion.

There are risks, but not much.

If there is a problem with the demon beast, with Ran Qingmo's strength, it can be directly killed before the other party moves.

Ran Qingmo thought for a moment, bowed slightly, got up with the sword, stood in place for two seconds, and then looked sideways in one direction, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Xu Yuan was stunned, and a huge tiger roar in the distance had already come from thousands of meters away.

"Roaring !!!"

Then there was a muffled thud.

"Bang!"

"Roaring !!!"

"Bang!"

"Whew......"

"Bang!"

"Uhhh