When the sun swallowed the sky, the moment when the four people were silently thrown.

Luo was in a trance, with a palpitation.

When I looked at the bald guy's stunned expression again, I actually felt emotion in my heart.

At this moment, Luo Jingfeng's melancholy face seemed to re-understand life. Being alive is far happier than dying, and everything is gone in smoke when you die.

Luo Jingfeng put away his beard and faced the front of him with dementia. There seemed to be Chu Tianmei's words behind him, but he didn't hear it clearly.

As the bald man wiped the sweat rolling on his bald head, another treacherous dullness appeared on his stunned face.

Suddenly.

The bald guy squatted with his cheeks bulging, and his arms were violently raised with the strong wind.

"Be careful... Abrupt..."

Haitian shouted in horror, but he still didn't finish.

"Frightened wind, he is gathering abruptly deflating qigong. ”

Chu Tianmei reminded loudly.

Luo Jingfeng was reminded so loudly by Chu Tianmei, and suddenly realized. He immediately flipped up, his whiskers spinning, and a round of silver white halo formed in an instant.

The bald guy gathered his violentness and was about to wave his palm to force out.

Crackling.

A loud and alarming sound.

The sun-swallowing mustache was slammed on the bald man's shiny bald head, and a bloody mouth opened in an uproar, and blood flowed everywhere.

Luo landed in shock, his eyes blazing.

"You know, I hate people who don't have credibility the most, and you want to do that. ”

Luo Jingfeng's face was full of heaviness.

"You little bastard. ”

The bald guy suddenly lost his demeanor, and he, who was always shaking the brocade fan, even changed the appearance of holding the fan at this time.

He has had such a loss of face, even in front of the murderous demon Wang Xun who everyone saw and was frightened, he just nodded his head, even if he made a mistake on top of a mistake, he had to save some face for him. But today, he was shocked by the stunned young Luo in front of him, who didn't know the height of the sky, and he started to do it, and left an eternal mark on it.

Luo Jingfeng stroked his slightly aching shoulder, and pulled up his beard. Today, the continuous heart-piercing incident made him make up his mind that he had to sweep away the Kanto Jiujiao and eradicate the bald guys.

The swirling white whiskers, as Luo frightened the wind waved his arms, the silver white halo unfolded again, quickly blocking out the sunlight.

Below, it's white.

This time, Luo Jingfeng aimed at the Kanto Jiujiao.

"Wait, Yan Hong is here. ”

A wheezing shout, especially when he heard Yan Hong, Luo Jingfeng, who suddenly withdrew his hand, was stunned and looked ahead dementedly.

The painting style pushed Yan Hong and stood beside the bald guy.

Yan Hong's face was haggard, she was dressed in dust, her navy blue tube skirt was torn, and there was obviously a piece missing.

"Yan Hong, are you okay?"

Luo was frightened and screamed.

"I'm okay, are you alright?"

Yan Hong stretched her neck and looked at Luo Jingfeng, and then at Chu Tianmei and them, anxious, but unable to do anything.

She has always been controlled by the style of painting, and even moving is exhausting.

Ha ha!

"If I move again, I'll kill her. ”

The bald guy's expression changed drastically, revealing his usual pretense and profundity.

"If you dare to move her, I'll make you move your head. ”

Luo Jingfeng gritted his teeth and shouted fiercely, but wrapped the sun-swallowing mustache in his hand around his waist.

For him, destroying Fengdezhuang and exterminating the Kanto Jiujiao was a major matter, but when he saw Yan Hong, especially her haggard expression, an indescribable force prevented him from attacking again.

"Moving your head is easier said than done. ”

The bald guy wiped the blood from his head and sped up the fan's fanning.

"Well, it's up to you to choose what happens next. ”

Luo Jingfeng looked back at Hai Tianchou, who was hanging his head, and tried to suppress his anger.

"It's very easy to do, you evacuate this place, and Yan Hong will naturally send it back. ”

The bald guy frowned, enduring the pain of his scorching wound, he wanted to end such a confrontation as soon as possible.

It seems that the idea of letting Kanto Jiujiao easily replace Luo Jingfeng before was hopeless at this time, and it inadvertently increased their prestige.

The bald guy thought, feeling frustrated.

Luo turned around, looked at Haitianchou supported by Chu Tianmei, and stared intently.

"Boss Luo, don't talk nonsense with the bald head, just take advantage of the strength to eliminate them, and it will be a scourge to keep them. ”

Hou Zishen's face suddenly appeared with rare indignation.

"Shocking wind, don't hesitate, they don't dare to take Sister Yanhong. ”

Chu Tianmei's face was eager and pleading.

Destroying the bald guy to take revenge is Chu Tianmei's wish that will never be erased, and in this battle, Luo Jingfeng's heroic martial arts and superb Xuangong completely have the advantage of annihilation.

Although the bald guy smiled unchanged, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, revealing a heart-pounding fear. He stared intently at Luo Jingfeng, but he moved his steps and stood beside the painting style.

The painting style wiped a handful of blood on the bald guy's head.

The bald guy dodged with his head, and the brocade fan pressed against Yan Hong's neck.

"Luo Shaoxia, see clearly, as long as she moves her arm, her soul will be gone. ”

"You dare, I'm sure you know how powerful you are. ”

Luo Jingfeng's hand involuntarily grabbed the beard that covered the sun and swallowed the sky, and he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

On one side was the red-eyed gaze, and on the other side was Chu Tianmei's fierce waiting for revenge.

It was a difficult choice for Luo Jingfeng.

Both were the most important people in his life.

For the sake of Yan Hong, it is possible to lose the opportunity to exterminate the bald guy, and in the future, I don't know that he will gather many people to protect him; it is a perfect opportunity to complete Chu Tianmei and destroy the bald guy, but Yan Hong's life must be in danger, and it is impossible for him to eliminate so many people in the blink of an eye.

Luo Jingfeng was still entangled.

"Yan Hong, I'm here. ”

Young Feng jumped to the ground, panting.

"I'm fine, did you see the strip of cloth I left behind?"

Yan Hong swayed weakly.

"I saw it, and I returned according to the strip of cloth. ”

Nian Shaofeng tilted his head, stared at Yan Hong, and stepped to Luo Jingfeng's side.

"The boss is fine. ”

"Not good at all. ”

Luo Jingfeng's hand was on Nian Shaofeng's shoulder.

"You see what to do now, whether to save people or to retreat. ”

"Retreat, of course. ”

Nian Shaofeng looked at Yan Hong's appearance, and grabbed Luo Jingfeng's hand in distress and eagerly.

"Quick, let's retreat. ”

Luo Jingfeng stared at the bald guy and stepped back to stand beside Chu Tianmei.

"Tianmei, let him go for the time being today, at most, it's a matter of living a few more days. ”

At this time, Luo Jingfeng's voice was so gentle that he didn't have a bit of heroism, and his face began to ripple with a sweet expression.

"You're the boss, it's up to you. ”

Chu Tianmei was extremely disappointed.

She helped Hai Tianchou and began to stagger.

"Don't be angry, revenge is a matter of time, and you have to trust me absolutely. ”

Luo Jingfeng followed Chu Tianmei and explained warmly in her ear.

"I'm not angry, go back quickly, I can't hold it anymore. ”

Chu Tianmei deliberately tightened Hai Tianchou's waist and looked straight ahead.

Luo frightened the wind and jumped into the air, flew in the air twice in a row, and fell straight down. At the moment of hitting the ground, he slapped it with one palm.

Syllable.

Click.

The black-faced man standing next to the bald guy drooped his head and fell to the ground with a bang.

"See clearly, if you let Yan Hong suffer again, and if you don't count your words, you will end up like this. ”

Luo Jingfeng pointed at the bald guy, word by word, and finished with confidence. With his hand thrown back, the black velvet cloak fluttered, and his hands crossed to pull the cloak, waiting to make a wish.

The bald guy took a step back.

"I will not break my word. ”

"Okay, I'll believe you again. ”

Luo Jingfeng raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and looked at Yan Hong carefully. When I glanced away, I found that the painting style kept blinking my eyes, and there was a feeling of wanting to say something.

"What do you want to say?"

Luo Jingfeng stared at the painting style, with a hesitant expression.

"I want to say you're looking for death. ”

The painting style jumped out of the crowd with a sharp leap.

Luo Jingfeng was still stunned for a moment.

Just tiptoe to the ground, the painting style jumped into the air again and flipped back, landed beside Chu Tianmei, and swept towards the top of Hou Zishen's head with a punch.

Hou Zishen tilted his head back, not very flexible to dodge the fist of the painting style.

Suddenly.

The painting wind turned and threw himself in, and quickly stuffed one hand into Hai Tian's chest. After a short pause, he raised his head, turned back, and stepped on the point at the moment, he fell behind the bald guy and stood beside Yan Hong, with no expression on his face.

Although Luo Jingfeng did not move, he carefully watched the whole process.

The action of painting style has another deep meaning.

If it was really a killing, then Hou Zishen would not be able to hide at all, and Chu Tianmei didn't even have any defense, as long as she made a move, she would definitely die. Hai Tianchou was already dying, and her hand stabbed into her chest, but it was not fatal, just a pause in stagnation.

When Luo Jingfeng thought of this, he couldn't help but look back again.

The style of painting is still quiet, as if nothing had happened.

"Old man, see, this little woman is very powerful, if it were you, you might have died in Huangquan. ”

Hou Zishen was complacent that he could dodge the punch of the painting style.

"You're better than her. ”

Nian Shaofeng said angrily and squatted in front of Hai Tianchou.

"I carry him. ”

"He can carry whatever he wants, or you can carry it with me. ”

Hou Zishen helped Haitian to lie on Hou Zishen's back.

Luo Jingfeng pondered, but reached out and grabbed Nian Shaofeng's hand, and pulled it back, and Nian Shaofeng stood up with Haitianchou on his back.

After walking for a long time, Luo Jingfeng turned around and looked again.

This time, he didn't look at Yan Hong, but glanced at the painting style, but he didn't understand what he was doing it for.

"What are you thinking, Sister Yanhong is fine, can you not think about it?"

Chu Tianmei didn't have the restraint to support Hai Tianchou, she jumped in front and blocked Luo Jingfeng's advance.

"I didn't think about red, I was thinking about the style. ”

"You've become too fast, it's only been a long time, and you're starting to think about painting again. ”

"I'm not someone who wants to paint style, I'm thinking about what she does. ”

Luo Fengfeng's eyes turned red.

Chu Tianmei turned her black pupils, stroked her long hair, and her eyes lit up.

"yes, she did have something unusual just now. ”

Nian Shaofeng stopped, straightened his waist with difficulty, squinted his eyes, and looked at Chu Tianmei.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Let's go, aren't you tired?"

Hou Zishen pushed Nian Shaofeng and strode in.

He didn't think about what was wrong with the painting style, it seemed to him that it was too normal to not be able to play.

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