The hard corridor wall was smashed out of a human-shaped depression, and the garden master, who had just punched Murong Qiushui, was in the depression, and the black veil that covered his face was torn apart by the spiritual power that overflowed during the confrontation, revealing the original face of the garden master.

Most of the bones in the main body of the garden had been shattered, stuck in the hollow of the cave wall and could not break free, and the mouth opened in pain and hideousness, and the dirty blood mixed with the fragments of internal organs spurted out.

"Pigs... Pig slave!"

With all the strength he had left, the gardener's mouth let out a hoarse roar as if an iron brush scraping against a rough stone slab.

Roars echoed through the corridors, calling for helpers to come as soon as possible.

"Let's go! I... I'm out of strength."

Murong Qiushui staggered and whispered in Rong Lan's ear.

Rong Lan was still puzzled at first.

Why wasn't the man confused by his own mist?

Why did Murong Qiushui, who was a seven-grade cultivator, become like this with just one punch?

Monk, that person turned out to be a monk, and his cultivation is not low.

There are monks here.

After hearing Murong Qiushui's words, Rong Lan immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

The black veil on Dou Qi's face was also blown away by the spiritual power that had just overflowed, and because of the powder mist, he turned a blind eye to what was happening in front of him, and just stood there and smirked.

But at this time, he couldn't take care of Dou Qi, and leaving here quickly was the most important thing.

Just one person has exhausted Sister Murong's spiritual power, if she comes a few more today, wouldn't she have to explain here.

Rong Lan helped Murong Qiushui, who was weak, to turn around and run in the direction of the iron gate of the exit, and before she could take a few steps, she felt that the entire road seemed to be trembling.

Could it be that the earth dragon turned over?

Boom!

Knock knock!

Knock knock knock!

The strange voice was getting closer and closer, and Murong Qiushui glanced at each other, and they both saw the look of horror in each other's eyes.

This... It seems to be the sound of footsteps?

A loud thud came from a fork in the road in front of the second girl, and that fork was the only way to the iron gate at the exit.

Rong Lan looked a little flustered at this time, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, her eyes were dripping in her sockets, and she completely lost her calmness when she was full of wisdom before.

On the contrary, Murong Qiushui looked very calm, and said to Rong Lan with the weakness and powerlessness of his body.

"Help me to take a look."

Rong Lan helped Murong Qiushui to the edge of the fork in the road, poked her head out and looked inside.

I saw a big fat man, running towards this side with seemingly clumsy but fast movements.

The big fat man's head was about to touch the top of the road, and his fat body almost filled the road, if it weren't for his hands, feet and face, the second daughter almost thought that this was a mountain of meat.

With this mountain of Roth in the way, no one can pass unless they chop it up and mash it or dig a hole in him.

And the faint halo on the surface of his body is clearly a manifestation of the overflow of spiritual power, and this big Roshan is actually a monk.

Rong Lan suddenly became a little desperate, Murong Qiushui had no combat power, and he was just a nine-rank little flower demon, except for being able to spray some powder mist to confuse ordinary people, he had no other additional combat power.

Thinking of the tragic situation of the naked woman before, Rong Lan even had the idea of suicide.

Even if he died, it would be a hundred times stronger than falling into the hands of this group of brutes.

Rong Lan was thinking in her heart, but she was pushed out by Murong Qiushui.

"Sister..."

Rong Lan was terrified, and her body fell to the right side of the fork in the road.

Murong Qiushui stepped out and stood firm towards the fork in the road, his ten fingers of his hands intertwined and crossed each other, and pinched a strangely shaped handprint.

Aimed his handprint at the pig slave who was only more than ten steps away, and shouted.

"Fire Raven, Disease!"

A bird formed by flames sprouts out of thin air in front of the mudra and then swoops towards the pig

The slave flies away.

The passage is narrow, the speed of the fire crow is extremely fast, and the pig slave is fat and can't dodge, so he can only watch the fire crow crash into his belly. Z.br>

After a sizzling sound like a fierce fire frying meat, the fire crow dissipated, and a fist-sized hole was burned into the belly of the pig slave.

The hole was full of yellow fat, and the pig slave had already rushed to Murong Qiushui like a nobody.

Murong Qiushui's figure fell back to the left side of the fork, and the handprint he pinched out was still generating fire crows and shooting towards the pig slave.

Although the fire crow could not inflict fatal damage on the pig slave, the pain caused by the burning was real. The furious pig slave rushed out of the fork in the road with blood-red eyes, and without even looking at Rong Lan, who fell into the passage on the right, he chased directly towards Murong Qiushui, who retreated into the passage on the left.

"After I go out, go to Rong Fei and my brother, anyone can do it, move quickly, I'm afraid I won't last long."

Because the pig slave's fat and huge body almost blocked the Yongdao, although it was not far away, Murong Qiushui's voice was still very weak.

Rong Lan originally thought that she was used by Murong Qiushui as a bait to lure the pig slave, and when the pig slave caught her, Murong Qiushui took the opportunity to escape.

For a while, all thoughts were lost, and my heart was like death.

Any righteous knot Jin Lan is a lie. There really isn't a good thing in the human race, men and women are the same.

But as Murong Qiushui's words came into his ears, he realized that he had misunderstood.

"Sister!"

Rong Lan shouted bitterly.

Then he got up and ran towards the fork in the road leading to the iron gate of the exit.

"Wait for me!"

I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day!

Sister, if something happens to you, remember to wait for me, Rong Lan will accompany you on the road.

Rushing to the iron gate, the janitor was still smirking.

Rong Lan didn't have time to pay attention to him, opened the iron door and rushed out.

Stumbled out of the passage in the rockery and came outside, and before he had time to identify the direction, he saw more than a dozen guards rushing towards this side with torches and steel knives.

Rong Lan couldn't beat the monks, but these nursing courtyards who could only do some fist and foot kung fu were completely ignored, and directly ran their spiritual power to knock over more than ten nursing homes with three punches and two feet all over their bodies.

Bang!

As soon as the courtyard was solved here, Rong Lan heard a crashing sound from the rockery cave behind her.

It was like the sound of the iron door leading to the entrance and exit being slammed open and hitting the wall of the cave.

I've just met two monks below, and there's no guarantee that there won't be a third or fourth.

Thinking of this, Rong Lan didn't dare to delay, and after identifying the direction a little, she jumped and fled quickly.

Rumble!

The entrance of the rockery cave was smashed apart by a huge force, and the splash out of the bamboo forest in the distance was discounted at any time.

A figure jumped into the air and looked around, and when he saw the direction of Rong Lan's escape, he chased after him.

Rong Lan can't fight, but she still has some talent for escaping, and with the help of her ability to see at night, Rao is cultivation is much worse than the people chasing behind her, but she can still keep a safe distance.

At this time, the pursuers had already poured all their spiritual power into their legs, and every step would make a bang, like a drum. At the same time, a footprint-shaped pit was stepped out of the ground.

One step down the body can leap out of the distance of three or four zhang yuan by taking off with the help of force, and then it is to land and jump up again.

The speed of this person's pursuit can already be described as galloping, but every time he was about to approach, Rong Lan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and turned into the alley without looking back, forcing the pursuer to slow down and turn and then accelerate the pursuit again.

But as the older and closer to the central area of the city, there are more and more wide long streets and vast courtyards, and the narrow alleys that allow Ronglan to escape are getting older and fewer.

The pursuers finally approached within ten paces of Rong Lan.

The pursuer drew the long knife straddling his waist and poured spiritual power into the blade, ready to be there

When you get some distance, you throw the long knife.

At this moment, Rong Lan suddenly stretched out her arms and made a movement of inciting her wings, which stunned the pursuers.

The night was dark and some distance away, so the pursuers couldn't see that Rong Lan's hands had turned into two blooming orchids at this time. From the heart of the orchid, pale pink pollen is constantly spewing outward.

Due to cultivation, the pollen powder mist spit out by Rong Lan does not work every time. For monks in the same realm, the probability of success in enchantment is about seventy or eighty percent, and the time of enchantment is more than a cup of tea, and as short as ten or twenty breaths. Then the higher the opponent's cultivation, the lower the chance and time of the charm success.

And you need to be defenseless when the other party is defenseless, if you are wary of holding your breath in advance or using spiritual power to disperse the powder mist, you can only end in failure.

Previously, in the Garden of Bliss, the owner of the garden was because his cultivation was higher than Rong Lan's, and he was alert when Rong Lan lifted the black veil when he was close to him, which made Rong Lan's charming pink mist fail.

The speed of chasing and escaping was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the pursuer came to the area where Rong Lan had sprayed a charming pink mist before. The strange fragrance immediately alerted the pursuer, first holding his breath and then running his spiritual power throughout his body, and before the little bit of enchanting pollen that was inhaled had an effect, it was all dispelled and dissolved.

There is no way, the gap between the two is too big.

Although it failed to seduce success, it still somewhat delayed the speed of the pursuers.

After another long distance of pursuit, the pursuers had come to a distance of only six or seven steps from Rong Lan. The long knife infused with spiritual power has been raised, and it will be thrown in the next moment.

"Sakae... Definitely!"

Rong Lan suddenly pulled her throat and shouted hoarsely.

Rong Fei?

The first arrest in the world that the emperor entitled?

Literary thief?

The youngest Confucian in history?

Catch the head of the Immortal Division - Rong Fei?

Countless thoughts flashed through the pursuer's mind like lightning, and his eyes looked around, and he unconsciously chased him to Qingyun Street.

At this time, he had just run in front of the gate of the household department, and not far in front of him was the Yamen of the Immortal Division.

But...

The pursuer looked ahead in fear, but saw that there was no shadow of a ghost in front of the Yamen of the Immortal Division.

Realizing that he had been tricked, the pursuer became angry, and with a curse in his heart, he was about to throw his long knife.

"Rong Fei! Help me!"

Rong Lan once shouted at the top of her voice.

it, it's over, isn't it? At this time, the yamen has long been closed, where will anyone come to save you.

The pursuer was not fooled this time, and the arm holding the long knife was like a bowstring full of strength, and the next moment the long knife was shot out like an arrow.

"Who called me?"

At this moment, a figure jumped out of the yamen of the Immortal Division, standing on the wall and shouting while looking around.