Mu Changfeng was shocked and quickly separated the two of them. He was surprised to find that there was no trace of fire on Fang Xiaomei's body.

The clothes were intact, and the hair was like a waterfall, and none of them were burnt.

When Mu Changfeng was stunned, He Shuhui roared like a wild beast and rushed towards the demon clans.

He Shuhui was an ordinary woman. Although her fist and foot skills were not weak, attacking the demon race was like shaking a big tree.

At this time, she actually burst out with incredible power, and her palms were frequently shot out. None of the demons hit were spared, and they were all buried on the ground. Only the snake demon was quick to move, avoiding the palm that He Shuhui attacked her heart and crawling into the dark corner.

Mu Changfeng said angrily: "He Shuhui, are you crazy? How can you do it when they spend time with you?"

"I want all the lives of the demons and ghosts, don't meddle in other people's business." He Shuhui's whole body was full of flames, and it had turned into a huge fireball. She stood up straight.

Mu Changfeng was furious and pulled out the Chixiao Sword to fight him. He was forced to retreat and was struggling.

The snake demon secretly observed the situation and saw He Shuhui fighting Mu Changfeng with all his heart, quickly rushed out of the corner, grabbed Fang Xiaomei and ran out of the village.

"Where are you running?" He Shuhui shouted violently, left Mu Changfeng, and attacked the snake demon in the posture of a hungry tiger pounced on the food.

"Do you have to kill me?" Fang Xiaomei used her body to block the snake demon, with a calm expression, but awe-inspiring power.

He Shuhui bit her silver teeth, grabbed Fang Xiaomei and raised it over her head, and threw it hard on the ground.

The wound on Fang Xiaomei's abdomen was immediately shattered, and blood flowed like a stream, dyeing her white clothes bright red.

"Little sister!" The snake demon cried and turned into a huge golden ring snake. It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed He Shuhui, who was on fire all over her body.

In just a blink of an eye, a raging fire ignited on the abdomen of the Golden Ring Snake, which then spread to the head and tail. The Golden Ring Snake was in great pain and made a "hiss" sound in hissing, which quickly turned into ashes.

The fire on He Shuhui's body did not diminish at all, and she staggered several steps and fell to the ground.

She laughed silently, crawled towards Fang Xiaomei with difficulty, stretched out her hand and said, "Little sister, forgive me."

Fang Xiaomei's expression was muddy, and she couldn't feel the severe pain in her abdomen. She said lightly: "Why is it?"

He Shuhui's hand was hanging weakly, she turned her head to look at Mu Changfeng, and said viciously: "Remember your oath, dare to hurt my little sister, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost."

Mu Changfeng said: "A gentleman's word is as good as a horse."

He Shuhui sobbed and cried very pitifully, like a child who did something wrong, feeling guilty and fearful.

The crying became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely. He Shuhui's soul was burned to death at the moment when she left her body.

Her whole body was like a piece of coke, painted black and burnt smelled like a stinking smell.

The tragedy happened before my eyes. A good Baiyun Village was destroyed by a fire, and all the demons and ghosts were destroyed. Fang Xiaomei looked strange, not sure whether she was crying or laughing.

Mu Changfeng didn't care about the sadness that was full of heart, rushed over and supported Fang Xiaomei, took out the pill and stuffed it into her mouth, and said, "Don't be afraid, I will find a famous doctor to save you."

"You go, don't worry about me." Fang Xiaomei didn't want to lean in Mu Changfeng's arms, gritted her teeth and broke free from his arms, leaning against a bluestone, looking at the flames soaring into the sky in the village.

After working hard to manage Baiyun Village for twenty years, every room and every flower and plant has condensed her enthusiasm and hard work. Every evil ghost and every evil demon occupy an important position in her heart.

All the treasures were wiped out in the fire, and the one who destroyed them was actually the one she regarded as her closest relative.

She asked herself why, He Shuhui completely disappeared with her secret. Where should I find this answer?

Mu Changfeng said: "Your wound has cracked again, and the situation is very dangerous. I will take you to Grandpa Lin's Zixianzhuang to seek medical treatment. There is a palace imperial physician there who lives in seclusion with Grandpa Lin. His medical skills are very good and he will definitely save your life."

He said this, but he had no idea. The place where Baiyun Village is located is extremely hidden. If there were no maps left by Grandma Hai, he would probably not be able to find them for ten days.

How to walk from Baiyun Village to Zixian Village? Mu Changfeng was confused and had no idea.

Fang Xiaomei suddenly smiled, her body became weak and she fainted immediately.

Mu Changfeng was anxious and picked up Fang Xiaomei and left Baiyun Village. He found the white horse tied to Xinghua Ridge, jumped up, and ran along the way of the time, finding the path he was most familiar with.

"Miss Fang, this place is more than 400 miles away from Zixian Village, and it takes about four hours to reach. You must hold on." Mu Changfeng looked at Fang Xiaomei who was unconscious and sighed, and continued to urge the horse to move forward, for fear of delaying the good time for treatment.

The white horse was a famous horse with a thousand miles of miles. It spread its four hooves and was extremely fast like lightning. Along the way were full of rugged paths and rugged strange rocks. The white horse was walking on the flat ground, and had already run for more than 200 miles when the sky was bright.

After passing a valley, I saw a large locust tree with lush branches and leaves standing on the cliff from a distance. The trunk of the tree is extremely thick and requires more than a dozen people to hold hands to surround it.

Behind the locust tree is a cliff, and a floating bridge dozens of feet long is hanging on it.

Mu Changfeng was stunned. This was not the road to Zixianzhuang. Sitting on a white horse was extremely spiritual. How could he come here in a confused way? How could he not correct it in time?

Mu Changfeng wanted to turn the horse's head and return to the original path, but the white horse did not obey the order and neighed, took Mu Changfeng and Fang Xiaomei to the big locust tree, turned around for half a circle and stopped.

The six big characters "Falling Star Cliff Wishing Tree" are carved on the trunk, which are as red as blood, and are in the eyes.

"It turns out that this is the place where Senior Sister Xin collects thousands of years of red zhi. This locust tree is the wishing tree." Mu Changfeng murmured to himself, his heart was cut like a knife.

A dragon roar came from the floating bridge. Looking at the sound, Grandma Hai was standing on the floating bridge with a dead wooden crutch, waving from afar.

Mu Changfeng was overjoyed and urged his horse to walk onto the floating bridge, saying, "Grandma Hai, this is Miss Fang."

Grandma Hai smiled and said, "It's a little sister. I know her, but she doesn't know me."

The floating bridge was narrow and restricted its movement. Mu Changfeng had to continue sitting on the horse and begged: "Mother-in-law is a god, with boundless magic power. I dared to ask you to save her."

Grandma Hai said: "I have never interfered in the affairs of the human race."

Mu Changfeng said: "I know that if it is not about a life, I would be embarrassed to speak."

Grandma Hai suddenly sank her face and slammed the dead wood crutch, shaking the entire floating bridge.

Mu Changfeng was worried that Fang Xiaomei would fall from the floating bridge, so he pressed her tightly with force.

Grandma Hai said, "Young man, you are in love."

Mu Changfeng's face turned red and he said, "Even if he doesn't recognize him, he will still be saved when he should save his life."

Grandma Hai said, "Aren't you in love with Alang?"

Mu Changfeng looked shocked and confused for a moment. Finally, he realized that he had been in love with Senior Sister Xin in the past. However, that feeling was covered up by too deep respect and guilt, and he was not aware of it without Grandma Hai's reminder.

Grandma Hai said: "In just a few days, you are in love again?"

Mu Changfeng was embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it. He really couldn't believe that he was a person who was dissatisfied with others, and his speed was so fast.

Grandma Hai grinned and showed an unfathomable smile, saying, "You are kind and upright, and being liked by you is her blessing. But knowing you can be considered a bad luck for her for eight lifetimes."

Mu Changfeng frowned. Grandma Hai's words were inconsistent. What did she mean?

"Did you forget what Lao Zhen reminds you? But do you still remember the saying 'Man and ghosts are not too good to be careful'?" Grandma Hai took out a piece of candy, peeled off the glutinous rice paper, stuffed it into her mouth, and ate it with relish.

"I've always remembered it. But Miss Fang..."

Grandma Hai said, "Just don't be confused. I'll find you a good place and go there and think about it carefully." She spit out the candy in her mouth and hit Baima's head.

The white horse man stood up, and Mu Changfeng hugged Fang Xiaomei and fell on the floating bridge together.
Chapter completed!