In a hurry, Han Rou's speed soared sharply, rushing to the front of Fang Zhengzhong.

Fang Zhengzhong frowned, the spirit sword did not fall, and with a sharp turn, he slashed towards Han Rou, his eyes were only fierce, and there was no pity for the jade.

Originally, in the past, Han Rou helped her in the past, Fang Zhengzhong didn't want to kill her, and planned to find a place to imprison her afterwards, and it would be over.

But today, he was hurt again and again, and the violence in his heart made him not want to let anyone go.

Wen San couldn't keep up with Han Rou's speed, she was anxious, seeing that Fang Zhengzhong's sword fell, she was about to die, but Wen San was helpless.

At this moment, the millet on Han Rou's shoulder suddenly opened its small mouth, and a flame burst out of its mouth.

The flames took shape in an instant, turning into a bird with a big head, spreading its wings, and between the lightning and flint, it was in front of Fang Zhengzhong.

On that day, Wen Er mentioned Xiaomi in Tianquan Peak, and Fang Zhengzhong heard about it afterwards, and he kept an eye on it.

It's just that seeing that the bird hasn't moved for so long, he didn't take it seriously, and Quan Dangwen Er was just making things up that day in order to shield Mu Wanfeng.

At this time, Xiaomi suddenly made a difficulty, and Fang Zhengzhong knew that what Wen Er said was true.

The things that are involved in Mu Wanfeng are very evil, he doesn't want to take it hard, so he has to dodge it as soon as possible.

Fang Zhengzhong's feet were just about to move, and Mu Wanfeng, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and clamped his feet with his hands.

Fang Zhengzhong struggled a few times, but found that Mu Wanfeng seemed to grow on him, and he couldn't move for a while.

Seeing that the firebird was getting closer and closer, the center of the square was horizontal, and the vertical sword slashed at the firebird.

The firebird suddenly burst open, turning into countless small flames.

Fang Zheng Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that it was not Er'er, it seemed that he was too cautious.

Just as he took off his guard, those flames did not dissipate, but burned more and more, and quickly rushed to his body with the spirit sword in his hand.

Fang Zhengzhong was shocked, he had never seen such a strange flame, and hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power to urge Lei Jue to resist.

Mu Wanfeng saw that he had been tricked, and he didn't stop, turned over and rolled to the side.

The electric glow on Fang Zhengzhong's body became more and more dazzling, and the silver electric glow wrapped around him was a few points thicker than before, wanting to use it to disperse the flames.

The next moment, something terrifying to him happened.

In the past, the domineering and unstoppable thunder decisive was gradually swallowed up by the spark like firewood that had been dried up.

The endless lightning disappeared in an instant, and the whole person in Fang Zhengzhong was also covered in flames.

Out of the raging flames, his voice was filled with rage: "Damn! What kind of hell fire is this!"

The answer to him was an orange-yellow spirit sword.

Mu Wanfeng held Han Rou's spirit sword and stabbed it into Fang Zhengzhong's body again, then pulled out and stabbed in, pulled out and stabbed in......

It wasn't until the flames were about to engulf the hilt of the sword and spread to his hand that Mu Wanfeng could not give up and threw away the spirit sword.

Originally, Fang Zhengzhong was injured by Mu Wanfeng, and was stabbed by Han Rou again, and after forcibly triggering the thunder technique, it was already the end of the strong crossbow.

Now he was stabbed by Mu Wanfeng several times, and the life that passed made him unable to resist anymore.

The bright yellow flames blocked Fang Zhengzhong's vision, and he could only struggle to the air around him, swinging his sword and slashing, and howling miserably as he slashed......

Wang Zhiyuan didn't expect that things would develop like this, Fang Zhengzhong, who had cultivated the Lei Jue, was not an opponent, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he ran away without a trace.

And Feng Hu and Li Hua wanted to escape, but they were stopped by Wen San, and a few spirit runes cleaned them up.

Wang Zhiyuan couldn't stop him, but he still wanted to cook these miscellaneous fish, so he could cook them.

After a long time, Fang Zhengzhong's voice gradually faded until it disappeared. After losing resistance, it was quickly incinerated to ashes by the flames.

Han Rou covered her small mouth, looked sideways at the millet on her shoulder, and was speechless in surprise.

No wonder Mu Wanfeng didn't let herself mess with this little guy, it turned out to be so powerful.

After the flame of millet emitted, she looked a little tired, and her golden hair dimmed a lot. After feeling Han Rou's gaze, she was a small head and ignored her.

After Han Rou's eyes found Mu Wanfeng, Ruyan pounced on him like an embrace, crying: "I thought it was ......."

Mu Wanfeng was stumbled by her, and then coughed violently, "Ahem...... Don't howl, I'm not dead yet, and, you stupid woman, who made you rush over just now, ahem......"

"But if I don't come, you will die, and you will not be allowed to work so hard in the future!" Han Rou raised her head and stared at Mu Wanfeng, whose face was covered in blood.

Mu Wanfeng just wanted to say, why should I listen to you, but when the words came to her lips, they became: "You get out of the way, cough cough...... I've got dirty ......."

Han Rou's head shook like a rattle, and she wrinkled her nose and said, "I don't!"

Mu Wanfeng rolled her eyes and said, "If you don't get out of the way, I'm really going to die, don't you see that I'm injured...... Ahem......"

As the so-called concern is chaos, after his reminder, Han Rou remembered that Mu Wanfeng was seriously injured and fell to the ground just now, and her stomach was kicked into a hole.

Han Rou couldn't help but say, took out a small jade bottle, poured out a pill, and said softly: "Open your mouth ......"

"Ah, hey~ I have my own ......," Mu Wanfeng said.

"Shut up!" Han Rou stuffed the pill into Mu Wanfeng's mouth and scolded coquettishly.

Mu Wanfeng was speechless, how could this scene be familiar again. It's really this time, that time.

He sighed a little in his heart, but he still swallowed the pill, and the pain on his body was immediately alleviated a lot.

Han Rouqiao's face regained its bloody color, because Mu Wanfeng's lips just now lightly touched her fingers, and they became rosy again......

Mu Wanfeng looked at her delicate appearance, and was speechless for a while.

So embarrassed, why do you have to feed yourself, women are trouble!

The two of them are so affectionate, Wen San sees it in his eyes, it is like eating two catties of fatty meat, and he is too tired to do it.

"You two can do it, it's almost done, don't you see anyone next to you?" Wen San really couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded loudly.

Syllable!

Wen Er helped Wen Yi to come over, and his hand was a slap, and then said: "I know that I am redundant, and I still speak, looking for a pump!"

Wen San glanced at everyone resentfully, and snorted angrily: "You have to get it, you should have women, and they are all women in the Jindan period, I can't afford to mess with ......."

"Big brother, how are you?" Mu Wanfeng was supported by Han Rou and walked over and asked.

Wen Yi grinned and said a little weakly: "It's okay, the skin is rough and thick, and it's not so easy to die." ”

"It's all something I provoked, and it's affecting you. Mu Wanfeng said guiltily.

When Wen Er heard this, he wanted to give him a slap, but he was glared back by Han Rou, but he was still annoyed: "Hmph, I'll say this again in the future, waiting to be beaten!"

After a pause, Wen Er continued: "That Wang Zhiyuan ran away, this place should not stay for a long time, let's go quickly." ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, and although two of them were not lightly injured, they were still much faster than they were in a deliberate hurry.

At dusk, they arrived in the next town and found an inn to stay overnight to recuperate from their injuries.

Han Rou was meticulous, never leaving Mu Wanfeng's side, Wen San wanted to chat with Mu Wanfeng, but he was bombarded out.

Wen San sighed helplessly, Senior Sister Han didn't have such a big temper before. Then he shook his head and went back to his room.

The shopkeeper held a square wooden tray with these dishes in it, came to the door of Mu Wanfeng's room, stretched out his hand and just wanted to knock on the door, but his hand hung in the air and paused.

"Take off the rest of the ......"

"This ...... Not so good......"

"Do you want me to do it myself?"

"Uh...... Shall I do it...... Still, I think we're moving too fast......"

"I can't take it off!"

"I take off ...... Uh, aren't you going to take it off? hiss~ Ah, light!"

The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed, and after his hand was stretched out, it was not to knock, and it was not to knock, but this was not the point.

The key is that in his mind, Han Rou's beautiful face as beautiful as a fairy appeared unconsciously, and his mind made up for the picture that should be inside the door, and there was a burst of jealousy in his heart.

In addition to jealousy, he was also a little excited, thinking of himself as Mu Wanfeng.

After a rustling sound in the door, there was no movement, and the voice expected by the shopkeeper did not appear.

Why is it silent? Could it be that this man is an embroidery needle? The shopkeeper maliciously guessed.

He was a little regretful, the good cabbage was arched by the pig, sighed softly, and was still ready to leave.

The shopkeeper was about to turn around, and Han Rou questioned from inside: "Who is outside!"

The shopkeeper was startled, some of them were thieves, and the square wooden tray almost slipped to the ground, and hurriedly said: "Guest, guest officer, the meal you ordered, the small one was delivered......"

"Oh, come in. Han Judo.

"Huh?" The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated: "Guest officer, this, this is not very good......

He was afraid that if he had his life to go in, he would not have his life to come out.

"Tell you to come in, you will come in, where is so much nonsense, I still have to meet you!" Mu Wanfeng said impatiently.

The shopkeeper was still a little frightened in his heart, and after hesitating for a moment, he turned his heart sideways and pushed the door in, and the scene in the door made him stunned.

Mu Wanfeng sat on the edge of the bed topless, Han Rou was neatly dressed, half-squatting in front of him, and was frowning to wrap gauze for him.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was stunned at the door, and a pair of thief eyes were looking at Han Rou, Mu Wanfeng's eyes glared, and he said angrily: "What do you see! Don't want eyes?"

The shopkeeper put down the square wooden tray and stumbled out, forgetting to close the door.

Although Mu Wanfeng and the others changed their clothes on the way, there were still obvious traces of blood, and the strong smell of blood couldn't be concealed.

Especially Mu Wanfeng, the dried blood coagulated his hair into a strip, and his face was even more bloodstained.

When they entered the inn, they frightened the people in the inn, thinking that they had encountered a gang of robbers.

At this time, Mu Wanfeng was cleaned up by Han Rou, but when he stared, he still made the shopkeeper fart and urine.

Han Rou wrapped the gauze, gently stroked his wound, and said angrily, "What are you competing with a mortal......