(Cat pounce Chinese Feng Fenghua galloped all the way, only resting for a while occasionally, and then hurried again.

Even with food and water, she solved it right away.

It wasn't until the evening of the third day that she finally arrived at the Xi'an Ancient Road and came to the place where Bo Yan and his party were attacked.

Even though he had expected it a long time ago, when he really saw the corpses all over the ground and the scene of rivers of blood, Feng Fenghua couldn't help frowning, and his heart was beating irregularly.

She rolled over and dismounted.

Holding the reins, he walked step by step among the piles of corpses, his eyes sweeping over the bloodstained faces of each corpse on the ground.

Her heartstrings tightened, for fear of seeing that familiar face, for fear of seeing the familiar red clothes.

It wasn't until she had examined everyone on the floor that she let out a long breath.

Fortunately, I didn't see Bo Yan.

At this moment, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad, so she could only comfort herself with meaningless words such as "not seeing the corpse is the best news".

The entire front spread over a long distance.

There were some traces of blood, but they went up the mountain road.

Looking up at the steep mountain road, Feng Fenghua thought about it, turned his head, and patted the jujube red horse beside him: "Obediently, you go find a place to rest by yourself first." I'll go up the mountain. ”

The jujube red horse beside him snorted, as if he could understand her words.

It leaned its head over again, rubbed Feng Fenghua's face, and then slowly ran away.

Feng Fenghua smiled and watched it leave, and then walked along the blood line towards the mountain.

The road up the hill is a bit rough and not suitable for cycling.

After walking a long way, Feng Fenghua suddenly stopped and stared at him.

Fighting sounds! The sound of swords colliding!

Thin words!

Feng Fenghua was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly walked along the source of the voice.

At this time, at the center of the fight, who was fighting with the three men in black, was a young man covered in blood, his face was also stained with blood, and he could no longer distinguish his original appearance.

He held a long sword tightly in his hand, and even though he was already covered in wounds, his eyes were still fierce and stubborn to meet the enemy.

"I advise you to stop struggling!" One of the men in black swung another sword and stabbed the young man in the chest, but it was a few points away from his heart.

After stabbing him, he drew his sword back, the corners of his mouth hooked up wickedly, and looked at the young man like a joke: "Oops, I accidentally stabbed off." ”

The young man was already covered in wounds, and at this time, there was such a bloody hole in his chest, as if he didn't feel anything.

The expression on his face did not change, but he still stood firmly against a tree, and looked at the three black-clothed people in front of him with burning and cold eyes: "Then you have to practice hard." ”

Feng Fenghua was quietly hiding behind a tree and watching this scene.

At the familiar voice, her chest jerked.

Create!

She will never admit this voice!

But what about Bo Yan here? Where is he?

Turning his head to look around, but he didn't find that familiar figure, Feng Fenghua couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Bo Yan is not here.

The man in black seemed to be a little impatient with the calm stimulation of the wound.

He raised the long sword in his hand, as if weighing the weight of the sword, and his eyes no longer looked at Chuang: "I said Chuang's guard, why should I be so serious?" You see, there are so many wounds on your body, if you heal them in time, you can always save a life! Besides, why should you be loyal to such a master? He himself has run away, leaving you alone to face so many of our killers. Where is such a master worthy of your loyalty? ”

"Huh!" With a chuckle, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his lips, "Do you think such a nutritious sowing of discord can work?" ”

"It doesn't seem to be of much use." The man in black raised his eyes, his eyes still smiling, but there was a bit more murderous intent and chilling coldness in this smile.

He smiled lightly again, as if to say, "The weather is so nice today", and his face was indifferent: "Then since it is useless, I have no choice but to kill you." ”

With such a tone and such an expression, it seems that killing people is nothing more than an ordinary thing for him.

Feng Fenghua narrowed his eyes slightly, and he had already found a lancet in his hand, which was across his chest.

Chuang raised his eyes a little tiredly: "Feel free." ”

It was as if the two were not talking about his life.

Feng Fenghua's eyes were firmly fixed in the direction of the three black-clothed men.

After thinking about it, she took out two more lancets and held them in her hands.

Seriously watching the movements of the three black-clothed people, Feng Fenghua let out a long sigh of relief.

Be sure to win!

Since she practiced flying, she had never gone out with three throwing knives at once, and the knives hit the bull's-eye.

This time, she had to take a gamble.

I hope her luck is not bad, and I hope that Chuang's luck is not bad.

Watching the three black-clothed people's every move closely, Feng Fenghua was on guard.

Just when the black-clothed man who had just spoken raised his arm and was about to stab the long sword in his hand towards Chuang's chest, Feng Fenghua's eyes lit up, and the flying knife in his hand was also mixed with a howling cold wind at the same time towards the face of the three black-clothed people.

The sudden murderous aura made the movements in the hands of the three men in black pause slightly.

Feeling the direction of the source of the murderous aura, the three of them turned sideways one after another.

However, their speed was fast, and Feng Fenghua's flying knife speed was inserted into their eyebrows faster.

Before they could figure out why, the three corpses, still steaming, fell straight to the ground.

Seeing that the three of them had fallen, Feng Fenghua let out a long sigh of relief, raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and walked out from behind the trunk with his feet.

Tron was determined to die.

He thought he was going to die today.

He didn't even have the strength to lift a sword.

The moment the swords in the hands of the three black-clothed men in front of him were raised, he clearly felt the murderous aura.

The three men knew that nothing could come out of his mouth, so they decided to kill him completely.

He was already going to close his eyes and die.

But three fierce winds suddenly flew in his ears.

The expected pain has no afferent nerves.

He subconsciously opened his eyes, and saw that the three black-clothed people who were still standing in front of him had already fallen straight to the ground.

And in the center of their eyebrows, each has a lancet inserted.

The person who can hit the eyebrows of these three people must be behind him.

Tron turned his head with some difficulty, and when he saw the figure he hated very much, the corners of his mouth unconsciously tugged, and his eyelids turned around, and it was pitch black in front of him.

Feng Fenghua saw that Chuanghuang had fainted, and hurriedly ran over and caught Chuang's body.

She hurriedly put her hand on Tron's pulse and took his pulse.

Although she is not proficient in medical skills, she has finally learned some in the past two years.

Tron's pulse was faint, but it was still beating.

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