"Ahem..."

In the corner of the cave hall, the ruins were circulating, and a blood gourd struggled to climb out.

Xiao Fan was awakened by pain.

As soon as the consciousness recovered, the heart-wrenching pain surged like a tide, torturing every inch of flesh and nerves.

His face was pale and kept twitching, but he gritted his teeth tightly, grabbed the ground with both hands, dragged blood marks, and did not scream.

"ah!!"

Just as I climbed out a few meters, a deafening wail echoed throughout the entire cave, shrill and sad, like a dead end beast making the final struggle in the hands of the hunter.

Sister Bai...

Xiao Fan trembled all over, his heart tightened, he raised his head suddenly, and widened his eyes to search for the familiar figure.

The next moment.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt the whole world suddenly turn gray.

call out

In the gray and white world, a snow-white head sprinkled with blood, cutting through the sky.

Plop.

Landing, rolling.

The snow-white hair was quickly stained with mud and dust, and the originally spiritual pupils gradually lost their spirit.

The last trace of tranquility left behind was in contact with Xiao Fan's incredible gaze.

"white……"

The past sounds, appearances, smiles and appearances gradually faded away and broke.

His voice choked and he raised his right hand with great effort to touch the hair that was no longer white.

Bang!

A pair of big feet landed violently, shaking countless dust.

Xiao Fan's chest was overturned, and he vomited blood from his mouth. He gritted his teeth and looked up, and saw a rough face with a gentle smile.

"continue."

Jiang Wuye raised his eyebrows, squatted down, supported his chin with one hand, and looked at the pair of "hard mandarin ducks" with interest.

Xiao Fan's eyes were red, he did not yell at anger, nor did he lose his mind. He just tried his best to move his body and approached the head of the snow-rat with his eyes closed little by little.

"Oh, what is love in the world..."

Jiang Wuye shook his head and sighed.

He stood up, walked to the snowmobile's head, turned around, and grinned at Xiao Fan.

"It's just a matter of slashing my bones and swelling up ashes!"

After saying that, his originally gentle face was steep and ferocious.

Lift your big foot and step on it hard!

"No!!!"

Bang!

broken.

The warm liquid splashed Xiao Fan's face.

Within sight, it was scarlet.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Huhu~

The blazing black flames are like snakes jumping.

The remains were burned and the ashes floated.

“Positive energy +200.”

The long-lost cold lift sound in my mind sounded.

Jiang Wuye's expression remained unchanged. Looking at Xiao Fan, who was lying on the ground, with his hair disheveled and unable to see his face clearly, he smashed his mouth and said, "I remember, there seems to be a little mouse named Xuan'er below."

"you!!"

Hearing this name, the silent Xiao Fan seemed to have been touched by the reverse scale. He raised his head suddenly, blood and tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, and his face was distorted, like an evil ghost.

"She is a demon, just like your white sister, a man-eating demon!"

"Ahem, no... no matter whether they are demons or demons, if I don't die today, I will... I will kill you all over the city after tomorrow!!"

"Puff, slaughter the city?"

Jiang Wuye smiled, but he couldn't help but suddenly laugh.

Bang!

His face was gloomy and he kicked Xiao Fan away with a sudden kick.

Chase.

Grasp the ankle, and smashed it hard on the ground.

"nm, are you watching too many crazy romance dramas?"

Bang!

"Feeding demons with humans, watching the demons' dining table with the same clan, and saying righteously that he deserves his sin!"

Bang!

"March slaughtered the city?? Millions of people in Black Tiger City are not as good as your bullshit love story?"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The ferocious ape with blood on his face turned his head inadvertently and saw the burly and overbearing figure in the darkness in the distance, shouting excitedly.

“…”

Jiang Wuye's mouth twitched, and his originally relieved expression became frustrated.

Seeing that there were still a large number of weasels and there were signs of escaping, he stopped stopping, kicked his feet and turned into lightning and entered the battlefield.

Most of these weasels are equal to those of Yangti Realm martial artists, and the strongest ones can barely be considered as the White Banyang Realm.

When Jiang Wuye packs it up, it’s like I beat my son, and I don’t have to be too relaxed when I wear a magical outfit and cloth shoes.

Headshot, hand-torn, big windmill...

I saw black lightning rushing through, pulling out phantoms. In less than a minute, the positive energy prompt sound in my brain kept ringing, leaving behind broken limbs and broken arms everywhere.

Bang!

The last weasel was pinched by Jiang Wuye, ruthlessly threw it away, hitting a tree trunk in the distance, and shattering it.

After a glance, there was only Canglong Guard sitting on the ground and gasping forever in the village. There was no more intact weasel, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

"Is it empty?"

Jiang Wuye walked to Long Aotian who was resting against the wall, grinned and joked.

"Hey, I mean, these bastards!"

Long Aotian wiped the blood from his face and was about to stand up, but he pulled the hideous wound on his chest and grinned in pain.

He was the only one in the Yang Realm in the team. He had just consumed several of the strongest weasels alone. Even though he had rich fighting experience and fierce methods, he inevitably got a secret move with other team members in mind.

Jiang Wuye shook his head speechlessly, squatted down, and his right hand lingered around the true meaning of the Nether Turtle. While repairing the scars on Long Aotian's chest, he asked, "Where is the copper hammer?"

Long Aotian saw the true meaning in Jiang Wuye's hand, and his face flashed with surprise, but he didn't ask much, and said relievedly: "In the situation just now, how could he stay here if he was half dead? Several brothers escort him back first.

By the way, Grand Commander, the Great Demon of the Transformation?”

"Well, that evil man has just turned into a spirit, and he is half a disabled person again. He is safe and has taken advantage of it."

Jiang Wuye nodded, lying with a look of lingering fear, and not saying anything in detail.

After a moment.

Seeing that Long Aotian had not recovered much, he stood up and looked at Huangjiazhai under the night and frowned slightly.

Although this matter has been resolved, it still has a strange feeling.

Putting aside other messy doubts, the biggest weird thing is that Xiao Fan.

He is a human being and grew up in Huangjiazhai. Jiang Wuye is sure of this.

But such a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy made the weasel in a village, and even a spirit-turned demon, willing to suppress his nature and live with him for more than ten years.

Have you played house?

The most important thing is the words of Snow Rat: Everything here is prepared for him, and it has been ruined by you.

Does it refer to the peach garden in the cave, or...

Thinking of the two peeping eyes, Jiang Wuye had a guess in his heart, his face became gloomy, he turned his head and said to Long Aotian: "I have packed up and waited for me outside the village. As for this village, I will burn it directly."

After saying that, a strong wind blew and ran straight towards the back mountain.

After a while.

Jiang Wuye appeared in the ruins of the cave hall again. Looking at the unsolidified blood on the ground, his eyes narrowed.

Looking around, he could not find Xiao Fan's remaining limbs, and there were no traces of wild beasts passing by around him. He was obviously taken away by someone.
Chapter completed!