Standing on the remnants of his body, Qin Feng walked down when the body that fell to the ground and flipped over to lift dozens of corpses and hundreds of corpses were exhausted. Left and right, the sword slashed and flew the sparse corpses. Looking at the shadow of a giant tree looming in the distance, "Hmph, I'll spare you first." Flying eaves and walking against the wall, Qin Feng swept straight towards the entrance of the lower floor.

As he expected, the roots of the immortal tsubaki really spread to this point. As far as the eye can see, it is in ruins. And like a firefly in the dark, it is faint but very dazzling. Qin Feng keenly sensed that there were shadows shaking in a layer of ruins, and it must be a bonfire swaying.

The enemy who was thinking about it was close in front of him, but Qin Feng was still at ease in his heart, like an undercurrent of anger under the calm sea, and sneered in his heart: "It's really the right one, it seems that this pair of dogs and men are hiding here!"

Along the way, except for insects and moss, there were no living creatures. When I sneaked in carefully, I was quite surprised to see Qing'e sitting on a stone pillar next to the bonfire, and her sleepy face was full of numbness and tears. Before Qin Feng could get close, he had already woken up. Seeing that the person who came was not Wang Yi, his face was full of horror, but before Qin Feng could speak, he had already recognized it, and suddenly cried bitterly and begged like a collapse: "Save me, senior." Help me!"

Without the first move, Qin Feng looked up and down again. But seeing that Qing'e's clothes were ragged and couldn't cover her body, the dirty clothes she was wearing didn't know where to go, and even loomed everywhere.

Naturally, it is understood what is happening. Qin Feng's smiling face also relaxed a little. It seems that she misunderstood, but Qing'e ended up like this, and she is to blame. Along the way, he died five times, but he was still wary of himself. If she had taken out all the details she knew, and borrowed some tools, it would definitely be a different ending when she faced the dragon snail.

Bang!

It was about Qing'e's gaffe crying that alarmed Wang Yi, who was leaving temporarily, and a strange sound suddenly sounded from behind him.

Qin Feng's head was deflected, and a bullet grazed his head. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a hideous smile, Qin Feng turned around and stared at Wang Yi, who threw the cloth bag made of clothes in his hand on the ground, and held a short spear with trembling hands.

The hair on the head is sparse and uncovered, the gums are hideously exposed, and there is no skin, and the brown and red muscles are exposed. Wang Yi's eyes widened, and he couldn't stop trembling and said in horror: "What kind of undead is this!"

Pulling out the Jieli sword and shaking it, Qin Feng quipped: "What, don't you know me?"

As soon as he spoke, Wang Yi was so frightened that his shoulders twitched: "Qin Feng, you are not dead!"

The more frightened Wang Yi became, the more happy Qin Feng felt, and he enjoyed it quite a bit: "I didn't expect it, I came back alive to find you again." ”

He deliberately turned his head and scolded behind him, begging Qing'e to kill Wang Yi. With a look of disappointment: "It's really jaw-dropping." Benjun still remembers how much you said that you loved her and how many sacrifices you made for her, and I just hope that her happiness will be silently guarded behind her. What a waste of my original emotion, I didn't expect that at the first opportunity, you would do such a bad act of taking advantage of people's danger!"

Every sentence is heart-wrenching, and Qing'e is still scolding. Wang Yi shook his head frantically, indulging in self-emotion and couldn't extricate himself, "Shut up, shut up!" You don't understand anything, Qing'e, she's just confused for a while. As long as there is some time, I will naturally understand my painstaking efforts, just like back then. ”

"Never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, and besides, I'm not here to preach. I am here to settle ...... with you," he said, but he saw that the cloth bag under his feet squirmed, and it was not fastened and fell and relaxed, and worms, earthworms, beetles, and other insects scrambled to escape from it. Qin Feng couldn't help grinning and gloating: "Is this your food? ”

"Thank you for your concern, as long as Qing'e is here, even hell is like heaven for me. As he spoke, he took out a short gun from behind his waist and pointed it at it. Bared his teeth, "Ah!! "Relying on the roar to bless the firepower?Wang pulled the trigger in his hands like crazy.

"It's too slow. Sneering, Qin Feng didn't even bother to displace. Squatting, sideways, protruding, swinging the sword to block, approaching step by step.

Wang Yi looked like a ghost, and said in horror: "No, it's impossible, obviously there is no spiritual power, even if you don't have a Dan martial arts cultivator, even if you ...... it" The barrage of the short gun in Fang Jue's hand was poured out, and he stood stupidly and reloaded in place.

Like a phantom swept away, "The spiritual power is gone, but the soul is still there." As he spoke, Qin Feng put his sword on Wang Yi's neck, "Out of the initial use, I am quite ashamed to take care of you all the way." One hundred and twenty-one days. I've always been thinking about what to do with you, a cowardly and selfish traitor. Now, I only regret that I can only kill you once!"

His right hand suddenly dropped the short gun and clenched his fist, and Wang Yi hissed and replied: "No! I will never be separated from Qing'e again! Even if it is death!"

Click.

I only heard a faint noise, as if something had been triggered in my hand.

The silver ring is the ring that Qing'e once wore. "Could it be that this is also a square tool?" carelessly, thinking that it was just a spiritual artifact or even an ordinary decoration.

In an instant, Wang Yi's head could be easily cut off. Finally, Qin Feng didn't do this, he died so happily, how could he let out such a bad breath in his heart! Suddenly, the probing sword slashed at Wang Yi's right arm, and it was not touched.

Airplanes.

There was no vision, his ears were buzzing, and even his vision was drowsy for a while. Qin Feng decisively withdrew and retreated into the rubble.

Bang, bang.

The gunshots rang out, but the best tools completely lost their accuracy in Wang Yi's hands, and a few churning Qin Feng hid in a collapsed house.

At this moment, the buzzing in his ears weakened slightly, and he faintly heard the voice, "Qing'e, don't be afraid, I'll come back and yours!" Qin Feng looked sideways from another gap.

And Wang Yi also noticed Qin Feng in a moment, so he could only dismiss the plan to put it in the backpack next to the bonfire, and he couldn't take care of the drowsy Qing'e. Without giving Qin Feng a chance at all, he threw another stick in his hand, and in an instant, gray smoke burst out.

Qin Feng's color changed, and he jumped out to chase after him, but probably because the message was in the wrong direction, he didn't find any trace of Wang Yi at all, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said angrily: "Wow, the effort to escape is really beyond people's reach." But he wasn't very annoyed, as long as Qing'e was still injured, he would definitely come to the door again.

Turning back, Qin Feng untied the rope for Qing'e.

The dead buckle was released, Qing'e suddenly jumped up like thunder, pushed Qin Feng away, and said, "Why, why did you want to let him go!"

It's understandable to be so excited. Qin Feng replied without any grace: "Then why do you keep hiding it from me?"

Pointing to the tip of her nose, Qing'e, who was about to open her mouth and scold, suddenly stammered, two lines of tears flowed down her eyes, squatting down and hugging her head and crying bitterly.

Both as a bitch and as a torii.

No matter how stupid a person is, he will not be fooled again and again, and besides, Qing'e, a woman, can't be called a chaste woman. At this moment, Qin Feng didn't have the slightest guilt in his heart, only disgust, "It's a pity not to be a show." Not even bothering to utter polite words of comfort, Qin Feng went straight to the bag that Wang Yi wanted to take away.

Open, a Qiankun bag, and a short gun, plus several sticks of different lengths.

Qiankun bag was put into his arms, and he picked up the short gun that was not more gorgeous than the two short guns, and there was no trace of ornamentation. The more I look at it, the more I like it, and in terms of vision, Qin Feng is naturally higher than Wang Yi, a slave cultivator, who doesn't know where it goes. I don't know about the power yet, but if you look closely at the humble body of the gun, you can appreciate the compact parts connection and mechanical beauty in it.

Just like admiring a painting, ordinary sketches may be judged by ordinary people. But abstract and distorted paintings require considerable attainment.

The structure was different from the other two short guns, Qin Feng turned his head to Qing'e, who was still buried in pain, and asked, "Tell me, how to use this tool." ”

With a twitch of her body, Qing'e came back to her senses, and was stunned by Qin Feng's unexpected actions, and said with a flustered expression: "Give it back to me." As he spoke, he got up and grabbed it.

"Heh, do you have the spirit?" "Don't move under your feet, switch the short gun back and forth with both hands like a trick, how can Ren Qing'e catch it, from beginning to end like a monkey, let it not touch a bit.

When a woman is violated, he not only does not comfort her, but also steals her belongings. Completely disrupted the calculation in her heart, Qing'e scolded angrily: "Shameless!" Saying that, his hands retreated, Qin Feng did not move, but Qing'e herself was pushed by the reaction force and stumbled a few times and almost fell.

The ragged clothes are full of spring in a flash, but there is a different scenery.

However, this is not as interesting as the thing in his hand, Qin Feng played with the short gun, and sure enough, said: "It seems that you attach importance to your chastity, and you are not even as important as a man like me." ”

"Hmph!" his chest bulged, and his arms covered his chest to collect his exposed clothes. Qing'e said angrily: "Don't talk about the wind and cold! I have been stained by this lazy toad for a whole hundred and twenty-one days!"