At this time, Shen Tiexin finally reacted.

"Stop!"

Hysterical screams.

"What are you all doing in a daze? Do it, take him! ”

She shouted for the guards.

The guards of the Shen family surrounded him.

Zhuang Liren immediately pressed them with his gaze, holding a sharp sword, blocking the route towards Hong Fan and the others.

In the end, no one dared to move.

Shen Tiexin's status is high, but it is definitely not high enough to make his own decisions and let the Shen family and the chief supervisor do it.

Hong Fan didn't stop.

Qu Luoyi stopped and turned his head, his long arms pointing straight at him.

"Little lady of the Shen family, we will take the carriage later, don't worry."

"I'll wait for you to send someone to chase after me."

He laughed in a low voice, and the blue light in his eyes bloomed, as hideous as Shura.

Shen Tiexin was looked at by him, but he didn't dare to move.

Seeing the figures of the two people walking away along the rain corridor, Zhuang Licai returned the sword to the sheath.

But he didn't leave, sat down in the place where Hong Fan was sitting before, and poured himself a drink.

The banquet couldn't go on anymore.

Shen Tiexin didn't dare to look at the headless corpse that fell to the ground, and there was nothing he could do about Zhuang Liren, so he had to glance at Yan Xingjin angrily, and left the table angrily with his skirt.

She went to find the ancestor first, but the ancestor was gone.

She went to find her grandfather again, but he didn't see him.

Suddenly it started to rain.

Shen Tiexin had no choice but to make his own decisions.

It's like spring.

Several members of the Shen family were quickly called by the spirit rhino.

Shen Xingzhou, the congenital peak, Shen Tiexin's uncle, was just beating his son.

Shen Feiluan, congenital Wuhe, Shen Tiexin's aunt, was just taking a bath.

Shen Yubo, a congenital Erhe, Shen Tiexin's brother, was just being beaten.

In addition, with the congenital two-in-one and Yan Xingjin who had just been humiliated, there were a total of four congenitals.

"Uncle, aunt, ancestor and grandfather don't see me!"

Shen Tiexin swept the teapot and cup to the ground, and his white clothes, white skirt and white hair were splashed with Ao Zhixian's blood.

"Hong Fan, he killed Xiao Yu'er, and he also brought people to scare me!"

She tugged at Shen Yubo's sleeve again.

Speaking of this, Shen Tiexin's eyes appeared in front of him again, as well as Qu Luoyi's gaze.

She pursed her lips and finally couldn't hold back her tears.

"You take him back for me, get him back!"

The first beauty (one of them) in the world threw herself on the soft collapse and cried a handful of snot and tears.

"Get him back!"

Her screams pierced through the drapery, drowning in the growing rain.

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When Hong Fan stepped out of the eaves of the Shen Mansion, the silver silk unicorn robe was already half wet.

Rain is like a filament, connecting heaven and earth.

He looked up, but he could see no clouds, as if the rain had come from nowhere.

The dark black carriage came to a halt in front of it.

Gong Heng lifted the curtain and looked at the head tied around Hong Fan's waist.

Her beautiful, pale cheeks were wet with rain, as if she was crying silently.

Hong Fan bowed his head and bent down to get into the car.

And then there's Qu Luoyi.

The carriage drove out of the alley.

The Shen family is in the southwest corner of Xijing West City.

Shomuin Temple is in the northernmost part of the eastern city.

It's going to be a long journey.

The wheels rolled and bumped on the stone pavement.

Qu Luoyi leaned against the car window, and didn't care about the intermittent raindrops wetting his hair, and actually fell asleep with the power of wine.

"Whew, Whew......"

The snoring is a match and a match.

Hong Fan listened carefully, and his mind became more and more calm.

The rain was heavy.

So there were no pedestrians on the streets, and the stall vendors closed their shops early.

The carriage went up Qiaoxi Street, and the silhouette of the whale rider loomed in the distance.

At this time, Hong Fan heard a majestic voice.

"Shen Xingzhou, Shen family, please also ask Gongzi Hong to stay."

Along with the voice came the coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

A layer of bright silver frost, like curled fingers, crawled in through the car window.

The snoring stopped abruptly.

Qu Luoyi's eyes were still closed.

As if dreaming of a happy event, he grinned silently, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

The curtains rolled.

The figure is gone.

"Tianpeng Mountain Qu Luo intends to ...... here"

The sound of unruly laughter came from outside the car and sped away.

"I'm about to see the Shen family's Ice Soul Method!"

The sound of the rain swept half of the city.

Hong Fan grabbed the curtain and cast his eyes.

He saw the rain curtain on the city lifting, and between the dense changes, a line of white waves pressed forward like a wall.

The green shadow broke through the sky and shattered the ice.

Syllable!

Tang Da usually cherishes the horse, but at this moment he can't help but add a whip to Bentley.

The carriage smoothly went up to the Xianzun Bridge.

The rain was as dense as fog, half-hiding the light gray bridge rock.

The car is like walking in water.

Leng Shui caught up again.

Hong Fan heard a thin cracking sound coming from under the wheels.

It's like a ship breaking through the ice.

"Shen Feiluan, Shen family, please make it convenient."

It's a mature female voice chasing after her.

On the side, hundreds of ice spikes shot wildly.

Gong Heng sneered and slapped the case with one palm.

The Extreme Yin True Yuan rises from the ground outside the car and is well-protected.

"Tongguang Gongheng, I've been waiting for a long time."

Gong Heng nodded to Hong Fan, his eyes were dark purple, and he flew out of the window.

The world was calm for a while.

Bentley pulled the cart with his mane and sucked his strength onto Qiaodong Boulevard.

It's still a long way from the Shobu Temple.

Just past the first intersection, there is a change.

In the atmosphere, the water vapor is forced to condense, reflecting the sky light, like diamond stardust.

"Shen Yubo of the Shen family, offended."

The young male voice came from afar, with a little straightforwardness.

Ice mist seeped into the carriage.

Hong Fan's heart was heavy.

He took a deep breath and pulled a sword from the compartment in the car.

The blade is light and short, and the sword grid is bright and yellow.

It is the Xuan-level divine soldier "Jun Enzhong".

"Old soup, slow down."

Hong Fan held the sword in his hand and called out.

There is tension, there is relief, but there is no regret.

He was about to get out of the car to face the battle, when he suddenly felt a shock in front of him.

The curtain was raised two inches.

A burly man sat down next to Tang Da at some point, and a calloused hand reached in.

"Borrow a sword."

The sound is so familiar.

Hong Fan looked up and saw that it was Shi Yuanwei in a purple silk suit.

He instantly understood, and couldn't help but have hot eyes.

"Lu Yunshi dragged you into the water?"

At this three-day banquet, Lu Yunshi finally listened to Hong Fan's words and did not show up.

But he didn't do nothing, but sent three urgent letters in a row to the Shenjing Zhangwu Academy.

"What do you mean by dragging into the water?"

Shi Yuanwei asked rhetorically.

"Isn't Brother Zhan my colleague?"

He looked at Hong Fan, half reproachful.

"At this time, where is all this nonsense?"

Shi Yuanwei grabbed the short sword.

A dragon groaned out of the sheath, and the man was gone.

Outside the window, the sky flashed.

Cheers could be heard in the distance, running through the heavy rain.

"A certain electric light stone fire Shi Yuanwei, please give me advice!"

The snow and ice are gone.

The carriage continued on.

Big Tang drove Bentley to the limit.

There is at least one "Feiyan chasing stars".

The carriage turned from east to north and made its last journey to the state headquarters of Zhangwuin.

Wide and straight avenue.

The destination is at the end.

Yan Xingjin chased after him alone.

He was dressed in white and held a sharp sword in his hand, and he did not intend to disappoint the main family twice.

"A certain Yan Xingjin ......"

He learned from the same name as the first three.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by heavy arrows coming from three directions.

"Array!"

A furnace-like roar of war broke through the rain and rose up.

Thirty horsemen in red clothes, each in heavy armor and carrying a shield, holding an iron bow in their hands, wearing a bright red robe, arched to the side of the carriage.

It's like a wall growing out of the ground.

"The rabble, also trying to stop me?"

Yan Xingjin said contemptuously, running at high speed on the roof of the street.

His martial arts are good at dexterous projection.

In the face of the idle heavy armor array, the innate warriors have their own way to win in chaos.

Two waves of arrows flashed, and Yan Xingjin kicked and poured Zhenyuan into the tiles.

After the tile, it was followed by a sword qi flying slash.

He wanted to make a gap.

However, Zhu Yiqi's formation did not move at all.

In the face of the terrifying flying tile, the four Hong family members did not bother for a moment, and still drew their bows and arrows, allowing them to shatter their bodies.

As for the sword qi, it was eaten by Hong Yu with a steel shield.

Yan Xingjin immediately realized the quality of these thirty heavy armor soldiers.

Solid, well-trained, well-equipped, and tacitly cooperative......

And it's a dead man.

[Under the robe is steel armor, and it is a high-grade black iron armor!] 】

Yan Xingjin gritted his teeth secretly.

[In the end, it is a strong border land, so bold......]

A few more waves of arrows rained by.

Bentley gasped for breath and didn't stop.

It is a war horse that has seen the world.

Yan Xingjin knew that it was a losing strategy to fight against the thirty steel-armored dead soldiers, and he was about to assault, but he felt that the operation of the true yuan was slightly sluggish.

[Poison on the arrow? 】

The thought was rushing, and it was a hesitation.

The long street consumes more than 100 meters.

The bronze lion with a height at the entrance of the Zhangwu Courtyard is already clearly visible.

[Hong Fan is a cavalry, and today he is avenging his colleagues, he wants to take refuge in the Zhangwu Academy? 】

Yan Xingjin figured it out.

Sword Qi and Arrow Rain are still clashing.

But the heavy rain on the shore overpowered everything.

Fall into the water.

Wash the world to silence.

In the vastness, Yan Xingjin saw the door between the red walls in the distance slowly open.

It's not like shelter, it's welcome.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that on the big red high wall, there was a monkey-faced eagle-winged "Xingshi" statue standing every three zhang, staring at him with a lightning-like gaze.

The fighting spirit melted like a bubble.

Yan Xingjin no longer attacked in vain, but just followed perfunctorily.

The Shobu Temple is right in front of you

But the carriage stopped at the gate.

The last pursuer was also forced to stop.

The rain had soaked him all over his body, forming a waterline at his chin.

The dignified innate master was a little overwhelmed.

Zhu Yiqi regrouped the formation.

Hong Yu, Hong Lie, and Hong Bo were at the forefront, each urging the cultivation of the Chaos Realm.

Yan Liujin gathered with them as the core, surging and surging Xuanhe, and unexpectedly steamed the heavy rain that embraced the world into a hollow.

The white gas was like mist, and it couldn't stop the thirty pairs of falcon-like eyes.

Hong Lie nodded to Hong Bo.

The latter took a few steps forward, pulled out his horizontal knife, and made a horizontal stroke on the bluestone slab in front of him.

Gold and iron pass over the stones, and sparks fly.

"Whoever crosses this line will die!"

Its voice was fierce like the roar of a lion.

Yan Xingjin swallowed his saliva, feeling humiliated.

But on the opposite side, there were three unruly, twenty-seven through, and thirty people in one formation.

There is only one consequence of breaking through.

The car tent was lifted.

Hong Fan got out of the car suddenly.

A cloth coat, light over armor.

"Mr. Yan, if you want to move, I can only take advantage of it now."

He asked, turning around.

Yan Xingjin clenched his five fingers.

The horsemen laughed and enjoyed his silence.

"Then thank you for sending me off."

Hong Fan gave up his hand and returned to the carriage.

The carriage drove into the Shobu Temple.

The gate is closed.

The red wall divides the world in the rain.

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