The body was in a state of cracking, bleeding nonstop, repairing, and cracking, Ning Mu's heart sank, and what he was silently reciting in his heart was the recipe for healing wounds, and at present, he couldn't drive other spells at all, which was undoubtedly very dangerous!

"It seems that the best thing to do at the moment is to return to the Shenluo Sect first to seek refuge. Ning Mu muttered to himself. That boxing arena will never let him go, and it may not be that someone has been sent to hunt him down. The Shenluo Sect may not be the best, but he has no choice.

As for whether it would drag Fang Weiwei and Song Xiaoying down, Ning Mu didn't even think about it when it came to facing death. If people do not do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. In this world where the law of the jungle is supposed to be the strongest, trying to survive by all means is the right solution.

After leaving the city gate overnight, Ning Mu immediately summoned the flying sword, and returned to the Shenluo Sect after a short time. As for whether he was followed, he thought about it on his knees, and knew that he was definitely stalked by someone, and his cultivation was definitely above him.

"Who is it?" In the darkness, outside the dilapidated thatched huts of the Shenluo Sect without any lights, there was the sound of Fang Weiwei's vigilance and the run-in with the slow drawing of the sword.

This made Ning Mu quite surprised, according to the past habits, Miss Fang should be lying on the bed at this time and falling asleep. He silently supported the healing technique in his heart, walked out of the darkness with an indifferent face, and said, "It's me, I'm Ning Mu!"

Seeing Miss Fang's face, as if relieved, she pushed the long sword back into its sheath, and asked with a stinky face, "Where have you been fooling around all night?"

At this time, Miss Fang was like an angry little daughter-in-law questioning her husband who had not returned all night, Ning Mu felt quite funny, and laughed out loud, but said to her very gently: "Okay, I'm not coming back, you go and rest first, see that your eyes are swollen into black circles." ”

Fang Weiwei, who was muttering that she should have been angry again, snorted when she heard Ning Mu say this, then stomped her feet as if angry, left the place, and muttered proudly, "That's right, you have to obediently listen to the words of this sect master and help this sect master keep vigil obediently." ”

Ning Mu shook his head, at this time, only he could deal with the person who was sneaking in the dark. Feeling the pain of tearing his body, Ning Mu came to the warehouse in a flash, and tied his whole body with a long strip of cloth, becoming the appearance of a mummy in a foreign population. The cracked body, the blood froze into a blood scab, and under the tight wrapping and concealment of this long strip of cloth, there was no need to use the healing formula anymore.

In the dark, the woman codenamed Viper, seeing Ning Mu like this, a cold smile was drawn on the corner of her mouth, and she disappeared silently.

Now, Ning Mu's vigilance is still there, and it is not suitable to make a move. As for informing Ning Mu's sect, this is not her consistent style of poisonous snakes. What she wants is for the enemy to feel the fear under her control, not the fear under the control of the perverted young master. This kind of pleasure is very different.

Feeling the cold feeling in the darkness disappearing, Ning Mu, who was sitting on a certain stone, closed his eyes and fell asleep. He didn't ask Fang Weiwei and the two to transfer or anything, if the monk who came to chase and kill had the heart to inform the people in the boxing arena, he wouldn't have been secretly observing for a long time.

The sky was bright, Ning Mu, who had slept for the second time since he had cultivated, was suddenly awakened by a scream, and couldn't help but rub his ears that were a little painful, staring at Fang Weiwei with an angry face and a heaving chest in front of him a little helplessly.

"Ahh

Ning Mu, who was rubbing his slightly aching ears, waved his hand a little speechlessly, "Didn't you acquiesce to this vigil and let me keep it?" Also, I have a long strip of cloth wrapped all over my body, it's better that you don't care about it, and disturb me to sleep?"

"Ahhh This scene happened to be seen by Song Xiaoying, who was also so noisy by the big decibel that she had to stop cultivating, but she rubbed her slightly sour beautiful eyes as if she hadn't seen it, and went back to cultivate.

Ning Mu dodged all the way, but Fang Weiwei couldn't touch him in the slightest, and the spells were thrown around, and they were cracked one by one, and in the end, he had to abandon the sword in a fit of anger, and simply knelt on the ground and howled, and kept wiping his tears.

Ning Mu was speechless, this woman is really a strange animal, it seems that she chased her all the way to cut it, why is it that the person who is crying the next moment is chasing someone else. But seeing that Fang Weiwei was about to cry to the point of being out of control, Ning Mu sighed helplessly and said, "Hey, eldest miss, please don't cry." If you keep crying like this, how can I talk to your infant mutant alien substitute!"

As he spoke, he lifted her up.

With a snap, Ning Mu's pupils shrank, and suddenly his waist softened, and Fang Weiwei hit the finger of the Dan acupoint. I saw that she changed into a sly smile, directly pounced on him, rode on him, sneered, and said: "Ning Mu, Ning Mu, aren't you very good at hiding, why don't you hide this time?"

Ning Mu, who was detained from his life, smiled with a smile on his face, his eyes kept rolling, but his lower abdomen was unbearable by the soft touch, and the thing under his crotch suddenly became vigorous and went up directly.

"Hmm!" Fang Weiwei screamed, a trace of anger flashed on her face, and she immediately held the murder weapon that was ready to attack, it was extremely hard, but it was hot, and she thought of something for a while. At this moment, the faces of both of them turned green.

Ning Mu was a painful green face, and under the grip of Fang Weiwei's hand that had gathered spiritual power, his little brother was all right, and it was conceivably painful.

"Bang!" But things were unexpected, Fang Weiwei in a panic suddenly pushed, and a crisp sound made Ning Mu's painful body bend violently, and he groaned in a low voice, but his little brother was hard, and he actually rebounded violently, and Fang Weiwei, who was sitting under Ning Mu's belly and slipped slightly, took the call......

Break through the layers of shackles and go in like this. A stream of extremely pure spiritual power frantically poured into Ning Mu's body, and his whole body became hot violently, and at the same time, the cracked body became more and more serious. But it's unbearable, Ning Mu can't take care of it so much, if he wants to die without exploding, he has to vent this*, and he pushed Fang Weiwei down without saying a word.

And Song Xiaoying, who was hiding somewhere, looked at the inappropriate picture in surprise, and thought to herself: "Sister Weiwei is not very happy with Brother Ning, why do you have to hand over your body to the other party?"

At the same time, Song Xiaoying, who saw the war intensifying, her body also became extremely hot, and she couldn't cultivate quietly, so she couldn't go away, so she had to cover her mouth, and she admired the big battle with curiosity, and her mind kept echoing.

Half an hour passed, Fang Weiwei was lying limp in the grass, she wanted to commit suicide in humiliation, but the long sword in her hand did not have the slightest spirit and strength to manipulate. But what surprised her in her heart was that after a double cultivation with Ning Mu, her strength was only unbelievable from the first layer of foundation building, and she jumped directly into the fifth layer of foundation building!