"What's going on?"

"I don't know, what does the Xiaoyao Patriarch think? According to the sect master, Xiaoyao Xiaopei's death is very strange?"

"Isn't that it, and I think it's certainly not that simple to get the Patriarch to make such a decision. ”

A group of people exchanged heads and ears in the same place, as if they were still unfinished, the parties had already left for a quarter of an hour, still gathered in twos and threes, talking about this matter, thinking of more things, some of them who had no chance to show up on weekdays with gossip, at this time they all poured out, in the eyes of a group of people inexplicably adoring, complacent.

When it comes to choices, no one will be more entangled than Xiaoyao without a trace, for the death of Xiaoyao Xiaopei, he secretly swore in his heart that he would not share the sky with Duan Qing and the little fairy, and he would not die!

It's just that everything has a shelf life, even if the fairy fruit is left for a long time, it will rot, and the oath will be forgotten after a long time, but less than two years is not enough to make the free and forgetful, not even faded, but thinking and judging every moment, but in the end, he still chose... Compromise.

One of the reasons why this idea was completely finalized was the Meteor Hall, which collapsed in half a day. It can be said that Zhu Lesheng's death completely sounded the alarm for Freedom without a trace, and after all, this is the experience that Zhu Lesheng's father and son have gained in exchange for their lives, if you don't learn from it, you will be sorry for their death...

On the other hand, Xiaoyao Wupei has also been completely calculated, Xiaoyao Xiaopei is eating with the Huoyun Gongzi, although this belongs to his personal behavior, but it will still inevitably drive the family, even if the family decides to deprive Xiaoyao Xiaopei of the qualification as the heir, it is still a matter of glory and loss.

However, Yang Zhujun promised a lot of promises, and in the end, the Xiaoyao family didn't see any benefits, but the children of the family lost one after another, and finally as a last resort, Xiaoyao Wuji could only solve Xiaoyao Xiaopei with his own hands to protect the safety of the family, of course, although he did not expect it to be his own flesh and blood, but at that time, he knew that it was biological, and Xiaoyao Wujiao's hand would be soft, but he could not change the ending of Xiaoyao Xiaopei, not to mention that it was a third-rate family, even if it was in a first-class family, it also existed.

The determination that King Tota once had, he also possessed without a trace.

It's just that I think clearly in my heart, and I understand the stakes, but when I open my mouth, I can't say anything, the two words "borrowed", and the degree of spit out is not much easier than swallowing the most unpalatable medicine, my face is full of fever, and my plans and words are in my heart, but I can only do this step at present.

With a light sigh in his heart, he turned his head to look in the direction that Duan Qing was chasing, as long as he could come back alive, even if it was cooperation...

There was a sudden noise on the street, a large group of people rushed over, and when they looked back without a trace, they were all fresh faces, but judging from their clothes, it should be the people of Baihuamen, a middle-aged man with a blue face with people and horses, without saying a word, rushed into the Meteor Hall, but found nothing, when the people met at the door again, the man couldn't help but stomp his feet hatefully, and began to direct the people to inquire about the news, from this move, this person's status is there, but it will not be high, and his background is very likely to be a loose cultivator.

At this time, two more young men came, they were still holding a little girl of five or six years old, seeing the man's expression, they seemed to understand something, and their expressions were all nervous, even the pigtails on the top of the little girl's head were a little wilted, it seemed that even she understood that once the monk used the Baili Fu and lost the breath that could be traced, it was impossible to catch up.

"Starship, starship," the little girl shouted, and the rest of the people were all stunned, and then rushed back.

Xiaoyao Wuxian frowned slightly, just with these manpower, it is enough to crush the strength of Xingchen Hall, it is not that there is no manpower available, but that Duan Qing came alone, is this for the revenge of his brother, or is there other considerations?

Looking at the eagerness of those people, the absence of a trace seemed to understand a little, there is a word, called righteousness...

......

On the top of a green mountain range, a figure was walking slowly in the forest, looking cautiously around, occasionally squatting down on the ground to take some soil, gently rubbing it in the palm of his hand, and then taking out a hundred miles of charm, and the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Almost in the next instant, the figure appeared a hundred miles away, and Ma Rufeng, who was gasping and resting on a boulder, jumped up excitedly, "Damn, how did you find it?" Although the words were doubtful, the speed of the person was not slow, and he immediately turned around and ran, and the bitterness in his mouth seemed to be stuffed with sand.

His three Baili talismans have been used up, and each time he will use them after hiding his breath for a while, but under such twists and turns, even he himself will lose his way, and Duan Qing can still catch up? This guy is as fast as an eagle falcon, how can his sense of smell be more powerful than those fierce beasts?

Originally, Ma Rufeng had lost a lot of True Qi in the two battles, and if he continued to run at this time, he was afraid that he would really run out of True Qi, and at that time, he would simply be slaughtered by others.

Touching the only remaining pill of recovery pill in the storage bag, Ma Rufeng had to put it in his mouth even if he was reluctant, feeling the power brought by the medicine, he discerned the direction, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his speed slowed down a few points at the same time, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, "Aren't you going to kill me, come on..."

Duan Qing buried his head and ran wildly, at this time, the target was a hundred zhang ahead, there was no need to use the spell again, the purpose was needless to say, naturally he wanted to kill him, what he was thinking about at this time was a carefree move, he thought that there would be an inevitable battle, but in the end he just left.

In life, he is not the person who stands at the top of this world, sometimes he has to retreat, although it may not necessarily be the sea and the sky, but this time, he really felt a touch of kindness released by the free and traceless, Duan Qing can understand, he is afraid that it will only be more difficult than himself, but he really retreats.

"It's because I'm scared of that Huoyun Gongzi, in the hearts of people of their level, everything that Xiaoyao Xiaopei has paid may just be because of a few words from the other party, a little promise..."

Sometimes, Duan Qing felt worthless for Xiaopei, but in their minds, no matter what they said, it was not as effective as Yang Zhujun's sneezing, and there was no way to do it.

However, Duan Qing didn't think that all the grievances with the Xiaoyao family would be erased so lightly, just like in that garbage star, in this world, there are still not many people who can gain his trust...

Suppressing his thoughts, he raised his eyes to look at Ma Rufeng in front of him, although his speed was three points slower, his pace was much more stable, it should be the effect of taking the Recovery Pill...

The curvature of Duan Qing's eyebrows is still very sharp, he made a plan when Ma Rufeng used the first spell, if he wants to completely kill this person, he must consume all his auxiliary means, and the reverse is the same, unless it is the kind of power that has crushing cultivation, otherwise when the realm is almost the same, in addition to life-saving means, the competition is all kinds of consumables such as spells and pills carried on his body.

And Duan Qing is very patient.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye, which is the time of a hundred miles, and it is already thousands of miles away, Ma Rufeng's clothes have been torn a lot, but because there is not much true qi left in his body, he is not even willing to use the true qi of the body, and all of it is poured into the feet of his legs, so as to stay away from the hungry wolf-like guy.

And three days and three nights of sleepless running, Ma Rufeng's eyes were full of red bloodshots, his lips were chapped, and his spirit was a little trance, and what made him even more devastated was that the section of the rear was still full of energy, at most only a little pale, this is the result of not pranayama for a long time, but it is limited to this, the feeling of being locked by the qi is like a knife on the neck, and it may be cut down at any time!

"This guy, how can he run so well, Lao Tzu is from the Tianlan Sect, why is he?" Ma Rufeng complained bitterly, but he couldn't imagine at all, whether it was in the garbage star or this world, before there was no starship, Duan Qing couldn't even afford to raise a decent good horse, no matter how far the journey was, he relied on his feet, and the harsh environment honed his extraordinary tenacity.

This world is like being separated by a huge barrier, on the one hand, there is a comfortable cultivation career, and on the other hand, it is struggling for survival, and the comfortable looks down on the struggling, but when the struggling looks at the comfortable gaze, will there be a flash of contempt for the greenhouse flowers?

Although, this contains jealousy, in fact, the degree to which those sect disciples boil down their bodies is indeed not as thorough as that of casual cultivation.

At this moment, Ma Rufeng understood this truth, a little late, but not really late, as long as you hold on for another hour, it will be an hour...

Ma Rufeng bit the tip of his tongue, using the pain that stinged his viscera to improve the level of clarity of his mind, pinched the jade slip in his hand, and secretly prayed in his heart, and worshiped all the gods who never took it to heart...

Finally, half an hour later, the road appeared in Ma Rufeng's sight, he was overjoyed, and quickly reversed the direction, but at this moment, he suddenly heard that the evil wind was not good, his mind turned sharply, and his body was exhausted to the limit but he didn't obey the command at all, a flying foot, without a trace of waste, was kicked on his vest, and at the same time as the sound of a drum, his body flew forward, and a large tent of blood spurted out of his mouth, but he was hit by his faster body, and his face was covered with blood...

"Ahh

Almost exhausted the last bit of strength, Ma Rufeng screamed, and when the whole person fell dozens of feet away, he completely fainted, like a desperate boar being chased, unconscious, only when he fainted, he was unusually heavy gasps, and his abdomen rose and fell violently in his instinct...

The corners of Duan Qing's eyebrows raised slightly, stepped forward, drew his sword without the slightest hesitation, and when he cut off the head, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air, the fierceness of the attack was so fierce that Duan Qing, who had already made half of the action, had to give up, his body suddenly turned back, and three black shadows flew by, but it was three arrows made of dark iron, even the feathers were made of one piece, and the five-foot-long arrow easily pierced through the thick and thin trees and nailed into another big tree, the arrow was not half in, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling and buzzing at a distance.

If the second tree had not been ironwood, it would have been pierced.

What a powerful arrow!

Duan Qing turned his gaze and looked in the direction where the arrow was flying, only to see a group of seven people walking out violently, three of them were holding a huge Xuantie bow with a long grip, their eyes were full of vigilance.