In an instant, two agile figures rushed out of the bushes one after the other, and gradually moved away through the path. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qin Wanxi let go of the hand that was hiding Feng Ling's mouth, but she still didn't allow her to speak. Feng Ling only felt that the heaven and earth in his eyes had experienced another spin, and it was not until the dizziness faded that he realized that he had been carried on Qin Wanxi's back, although he was full of anger, he was blocked in his heart by Qin Wanxi's "offended!"

"The people of Howling Sword Villa, is this how they treat guests?!" Feng Ling was still haunted by the fright she had received before, and said sarcastically, but only the sound of the wind passed by her ears.

Qin Wanxi's mind was now completely only on that pair of figures.

Although the two of them were as fast as a white horse, she still noticed that the person behind her was sturdy, young, and very clever in light kung fu, a young talent who could reach this level, except for Qin Yuan, I am afraid that it would be difficult for anyone to stand out. But what worried her was the person in front of Qin Yuan, in terms of speed, that person was similar to Qin Yuan, but there was an inexplicable weirdness in his footwork, and he didn't know what his attainments were in his fists and feet.

Qin Wanxi stepped up on her feet, and reluctantly followed Qin Yuan. In all fairness, Qin Wanxi's feather and arrow kung fu is indeed outstanding, and the other kung fu is a lot mediocre, as for the light skill, according to Qin Yuan, it is already a cut behind, and at this moment he has a wind spirit on his back, and he has done his best to follow it, and it will inevitably be exhausted after a long time, and he will gradually fall behind. The vague figure that could have been followed can now only be searched forward by intuition.

"Sister Wan, let's go back, how can you find it so aimlessly?" The night was getting thicker, and the barren surroundings made Feng Ling feel a little timid, and she shrank on Qin Wanxi's back and whispered.

"Ling'er, let me look for it again, maybe it's just ahead!" Qin Wanxi didn't want to give up.

Suddenly, a strong wind rushed straight from the left front, Qin Wanxi couldn't cope with it, and tried her best to resist it, trying her best to dodge to the right. After all, it was still a little slower, and the wind brushed her skin made her feel a tingling pain, and the wind spirit almost fell down.

"Huh?" Feng Ling exclaimed in surprise, desperately grasping Qin Wanxi's clothes.

Qin Wanxi fixed her eyes and saw that six feet away from herself, a black shadow flashed by, so fast that her light skills were directly compared to a staggering walk.

"Is it a human, is it a ghost?" Qin Wanxi was shocked, even if she snuggled tightly with the body of the wind spirit, the chill to the bones still penetrated her whole body. Qin Wanxi's footsteps could no longer extend forward, looking around, the shadows of the trees were swaying, the branches and leaves were swaying, as if he was in a spreading ghost, he didn't dare to stop any longer, turned around and ran towards the Howling Sword Villa.

Somewhere in the Howling Sword Villa, a young man was asleep. In the dream, he frowned and clenched his fists, as if he was going through a torment, and layers of sweat oozed from his handsome but pale face.

After a long time, his eyebrows stretched slightly, and his eyes could open a slit, and in the haze, everything that was extremely familiar to him was all around him. But none of this gave him any real feeling, and there was uneasiness and doubt in his eyes. Struggling to get up, a sharp pain caused him to fall into a coma again.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in the grass. In the distance, the sky-high flames reflected the sky red, and also reflected on his face, turning into a beating hideous.

"That place, could it be that there is a fire in the village?!" The sudden disaster made him feel anxious, and the sharp pain still enveloped his whole body, and even every breath seemed to tear his heart and lungs.

Forcing himself to close his eyes, he pinched a finger and slowly urged the internal force, trying to alleviate the heavy blow he had received on his body, but he didn't expect to use three mental methods in a row, but the strength of his body was still like a wild horse, rushing around, and he could not be integrated.

He was horrified in his heart, and secretly said: If it weren't for the internal strength of his own family to protect his body, I am afraid that he would not be able to see the light of day again! In addition to the internal injury, the external injury is not trivial, and the pain in the right rib is especially severe, and the rib should be broken. Since his debut, Mo said that he had suffered such a heavy blow, even if he fell into a disadvantage, it was rare, what kind of strange kung fu did that person use, or was it a terrifying spell, and the power was so strong......

Mixed thoughts, his heart was in turmoil, his mind kept repeating the scene of his inexplicable injury and flying, unprecedented frustration hit him again and again, and the fire was raging in the distance, and it seemed that it was not the mountain villa that was burning, but his soul.

Struggling to sit up, he found a dead branch on the ground, which was still thick, and staggered towards the distant firelight. After walking for a while, he looked up, and the fire was still burning, and there was no sign of the fire being contained. Ignoring the pain all over his body, he threw away the crutches in his hand and forced the scattered internal forces to gather as much as possible.

The blood dripping from his mouth was stripped into a line of blood by the oncoming wind, mixed with the dust behind him. More than five miles, but he felt that he had finished a journey of a thousand miles.

Finally stepped into the village gate, the gold plaque that wrote 'Xiaojian Villa' was gone, the scorching heat wave came to the face, and the crackling sound of wood burning exceeded the shouting of the village guest door. The strange thing is that the heart of the protector of Zhuang Kemen seems to be melted by the flames, and everyone is deliberately avoiding the source of fire, and the bucket in their hands is simply a prop for making a play. He angrily grabbed a banker, and was about to ask what was going on, but the banker struggled to make a noise: "Let go quickly, what is close to the master, otherwise Lao Tzu will not be polite!"

"Ahh

"Ahh The noise everywhere did not attract much attention to this little incident, but even so, there was more greedy and hostile eyes in it. He ignored it and continued to go deeper into the village, and everything around him made his heart like a mirror: there must have been a sudden change in the village!

Shuttling through the fire, the collapse that occurs from time to time passes by him. If he is as healthy as ever, it is not difficult to keep the dust off, but at this moment, the hot air is like an invisible shackle, dragging down his steps. Wild sparks swooped down on his face and into his hair. Under the serious injury, his physical strength was on the verge of exhaustion, and his flashing and moving body became sluggish, but he still fought hard and walked through it.

Gradually, he felt that the last drop of water in his body was about to disappear, and he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Father, father..."

"Qin-Yuan-!" a hoarse voice stirred his eardrums, and he turned, his gaze piercing through the flames and landing on a masked man. His clothes were ragged, his hair was disheveled, his chest was covered with blood, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Qin Yuan's eyes met him, as if he had suddenly stepped into the ice and snow, and he shuddered all over his body!

"Traitor, did you deceive your teacher and destroy your ancestors and eat the gall of a leopard?" the masked man inexplicably stopped drinking, but it was like thunder on the ground, which made him doubt himself. In front of the masked man, he suddenly had no confidence at all, except for his father-in-law, no one could give him this kind of oppression.

I am afraid that he will never have such thoughts and thoughts in his life! What is the intention of this masked man who suddenly killed? He was already at the end of his crossbow, and he didn't want to be entangled any longer, so he said, "Your Excellency recognizes the wrong person!" and turned to leave.

"Do you want to go, stay for your life first!" The masked man did not give up, and as soon as he made a move, he was extremely domineering, and the wind in his palm swept towards Qin Yuan. Qin Yuan, who was facing each other with his back, knew that this person was very big just by listening to the sound, but his tricks were crude, although he was seriously injured, he could deal with it by dodging, and he used his still flexible footwork at the moment, and he went diagonally forward, his body rotated, and directly removed the opponent's palm. With a "boom", a nearby house that was almost burned down collapsed.

Those who practice martial arts will see the real chapter in one move. Qin Yuan originally wanted to use this to make him retreat, but he didn't expect that the rumors were so loud that the person had a single knife in his hand, and he resolutely fought with his life, and the move was directed at Qin Yuan's vital point. Qin Yuan didn't want to hurt his life, and repeatedly endured it, but that person had to inch in, pressing step by step. Qin Yuan's heart was on fire, he grabbed a flaw in the other party, made a palm with his left hand, slapped the back of the knife horizontally, and his right fist poked out and hit the man's chest. Qin Yuan wanted to knock him to the ground, but he didn't expect that this punch would hit the placket of his clothes, and the man would fly high like a kite with a broken string, and fall heavily into the fire, instantly turning into a fireball, and falling down with a terrible howl. This was a scene that Qin Yuanwan hadn't expected, so that the punch he struck out was not withdrawn for a long time, and what surprised him even more was that his punch was obviously like hitting in the air, how could it be so powerful?

Although people are in the rivers and lakes, killing is inevitable, but ......

Qin Yuan couldn't bear it, and he could only comfort himself with that person's madness first.

"Father, father—" His every cry was sunk into a sea of fire and burned to ashes.

Unable to support it any longer, Qin Yuan lay on the ground in despair, glanced at the manor that was about to be destroyed, and slowly closed his eyes!