Seeing that there were more and more figures around, Fan Wenxuan raised his long knife and pointed at the two of them, and at the same time glanced at Qin Dang.

Qin Dang understood, pretended to be fierce, and said to Fan Wenxuan: "Mo Jue! Let's spare your life. ”

Fan Wenxuan glanced around, and the figures were getting closer and closer, so he responded, "I see you are dreaming. ”

With that, he turned around and rushed towards the forest.

A moment later, a scream was heard. The figures in the forest surged, and from time to time there were two voices:

"Ran away......"

"That kid went over there......"

"Chasing ......"

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps, and then the forest fell silent. Qin Dang breathed a sigh of relief and let go of Mo Jue.

The latter looked puzzled, looked at the direction Fan Wenxuan left and stopped talking. Qin Dang sat on the ground casually, looked at the fire and said:

"I know what you're trying to ask, there must be Feiyu's lackeys among those people. ”

"But he ......"

Mo Jue opened his mouth, wanting to say something. was interrupted by Qin Dang with an impatient expression:

"I know Brother Xuan is injured, if it weren't for you, I would have followed......"

"But he ......"

"Brother Xuan is right, you are just too naïve. If you don't kill them, they'll stick to you. Besides, what does it matter to me if they live or die?"

"But he ......"

"But what? Why do you talk so much!"

The successive interruptions made Qin Dang a little angry. Turning his head and yelling at Mo Jue.

Mo Jue was silent for a while: "I know what you said." But he ...... Wear my clothes......"

On the other side, Fan Wenxuan walked through the mountains and forests. The aching wound slowed him down a little bit faster than usual, and several figures chased after him, and they looked like they were about to catch up.

Fan Wenxuan's eyes rolled, and he lowered his body and rolled into a piece of grass on the side of the road. He keeps his entire body close to the ground and breathes as often as possible. In the dim woods, Fan Wenxuan quickly blended into the surrounding environment.

The half-human-tall grass around him provided Fan Wenxuan with good protection, and if he didn't investigate carefully, it would be difficult to find that there was still a person lying here.

As a killer, disguising yourself is a skill that must be mastered. And Fan Wenxuan is obviously very familiar with this.

The figure behind him quickly caught up and stopped not far from Fan Wenxuan.

By the light of the moon, Fan Wenxuan could clearly see the appearance of the people who came, but they were just a group of people dressed in ordinary clothes, and the weapons they were holding in their hands were also strangely shaped.

Some took a stout branch, some held a stone, and some were empty-handed, and took nothing.

A group of people saw that Fan Wenxuan had lost him, and after discussing it for a while, they scattered and searched for Fan Wenxuan's traces.

A man walked towards where Fan Wenxuan was lying on his stomach, poking the ground with the branch in his hand as he walked. Soon, this person came to Fan Wenxuan.

A cold light flashed, and the man fell to the ground in terror. The sound attracted everyone's attention, Fan Wenxuan licked the corners of his mouth, turned around and ran away.

"Found it! Chase !!"

Listening to the shouts coming from behind him, a trace of excitement rose in Fan Wenxuan's heart. Tightening the long knife in his hand, Fan Wenxuan sped up and ran forward.

I don't know how long it took to run, Fan Wenxuan stopped and gasped slightly, and the stinging sensation from the wound became even stronger. The chest is even more like a fire, and it hurts when you breathe.

"My lord, is this really good?"

A voice came into Fan Wenxuan's ears, and the sound should not be far from him.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. ”

Another voice came, and Fan Wenxuan felt a little familiar. After thinking about it for a while, it suddenly occurred to me that the voice was so straight.

Fan Wenxuan cautiously stepped forward in the direction of the sound, hid his body behind a tree, and poked his head out to see the truth.

I saw that Na Qi was walking slowly in the forest, dressed in gorgeous clothes and conspicuous in the darkness. The feather embroidery on the cuffs made Fan Wenxuan confirm his guess. A black figure followed closely behind Qi Zheng, it should be the person who had just been questioned.

However, the direction in which Qi Zheng was traveling was not Dao Yuan Peak, but the way he came, which made Fan Wenxuan couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart.

At this time, a breeze suddenly rose and blew from behind Fan Wenxuan towards Qi Zheng.

"Bad ......"

Fan Wenxuan felt bad and slowly retreated. He had just been stained with blood, and when the wind blew, the smell might make the other party aware of him.

Sure enough, the black shadow behind Qi Zheng swept by the breeze for a moment. At a very fast speed, he pulled out the long sword hanging from his waist, pointed in the direction of Fan Wenxuan, and shouted loudly:

"Who's there!

Fan Wenxuan paused as he stepped back, and a wry smile rose on his face.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Fan Wenxuan's thoughts turned sharply in his heart, and he suddenly saw the long knife in his hand, and he thought about it at once.

I saw Fan Wenxuan rushing out of the forest, kneeling on one knee, holding a long knife in his hand, bowing his head deeply and saying:

"My lord, Scar is dead. My subordinates only found this knife, please forgive me!"

The knife was indeed the scar-faced knife, which Fan Wenxuan pulled out of Mo Jue when he was looking for him. The body of the knife was also engraved with the mark of Tiancang Pavilion, which also gave Fan Wenxuan an opportunity.

"Oh? ”

Qi Zheng looked at Fan Wenxuan with interest, and made a vague gesture to the person behind him. This dress was given to Mo Jue by him, how could he not recognize it.

The black shadow behind him received Qi Zheng's gesture and quietly walked out of the darkness, and it turned out to be a woman with a good figure. A green silk hair was tied up at random, with a black veil on his face, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes.

Although the sword in his hand hung down, the blade was always facing Fan Wenxuan's direction, but whenever Fan Wenxuan made any movement, this long sword could slash through the opponent's body in an instant.

"Yes. ”

Fan Wenxuan responded, slowly stood up, and walked towards Qi Zheng step by step with the knife in his hand. His head was lowered throughout, making it impossible to see the look on his face.

When Fan Wenxuan walked to him, Qi Zheng reached out to take the long knife. The former suddenly attacked, grabbed the long knife and slashed down.

"Empty ?!!!"

Fan Wenxuan, who thought that he was nine out of ten, was dodged by Qi Zheng. Then a strong wind struck, and a long sword continued to magnify in his eyes.

At the critical moment, Fan Wenxuan instinctively raised his head and was able to dodge this blow. Unexpectedly, the long sword in the woman's hand was unforgiving, and she attacked Fan Wenxuan again and again.

Fan Wenxuan raised his knife and barely parried the woman's attack, while his feet retreated back again and again, trying to distance himself.

The sunspot woman pressed forward step by step, and a long sword danced in the wind, always whirling beside Fan Wenxuan.

Finally, Fan Wenxuan's physical strength was exhausted, his eyes were blurred for a while, and then a sword was slashed on his arm.

Under the pain, Fan Wenxuan could no longer grasp the weapon in his hand. The long knife fell to the ground, and Fan Wenxuan could only cover his wounds and dodge the black woman's attack in embarrassment.

The feeling of weakness eroded Fan Wenxuan's body, and the flaws exposed were getting bigger and bigger. The woman seized the opportunity of Fan Wenxuan's blink, and the long sword in her hand cut through the air and stabbed at Fan Wenxuan's chest.

This blow was unavoidable, and it was seen that Fan Wenxuan was about to die here. As if sensing something, the Kuroko woman put away her long sword and jumped backwards with both feet.

At the moment when the sunspot woman jumped away, a stone the size of a millstone whizzed in front of Fan Wenxuan and smashed on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Two figures jumped out from the side, one supporting the weak Fan Wenxuan. One stood in front of Fan Wenxuan, confronting the sunspot woman.

The Kuroko woman leaned forward, the tip of her long sword heading straight for the comer's chest.

"That's enough, Qingyuan. Come back......"

Halfway through the run, Qi Zheng behind the woman suddenly spoke.

The woman named Qingyuan stopped abruptly, returned her long sword to her sheath, and returned to Qi Zheng's side without saying a word, looking at the person with guarded eyes.

Qi Zheng smiled slightly, and said to the visitor: "I knew you would come, Mo Jue ......"

The people who came were Mo Jue and Qin Dang, Qin Dang held the weak Fan Wenxuan and stared at Qi Zheng fiercely. Mo Jue stood in front of the two of them, his face solemn.

Hearing Qi Zheng's words, Mo Jue responded: "Since you know that I will come, why do you attack so hard?"

If Mo Jue had been one step too late just now, Fan Wenxuan would have been in danger. So Mo Jue's tone couldn't help but increase a little.