The treasure sword fell on the talisman paper in Li Ding's hand. He didn't expect the knife to be so heavy. He fell with his hands and almost made the knife fall on Ying Qing's body. He hurriedly supported it with force and praised: "General Li is so powerful!"

He carefully put the knife on the ground, took out a thin black cloth from his arms, and slowly wrapped it around.

After he finished all this, Li Bochen said, "Mr. Li, then let's leave."

Li Ding got the knife at this time, and he was still not polite. As soon as Li Bochen spoke, he smiled: "Fox, stop!"

The van was parked at the turn of the intersection, and the sun shone in. Li Bochen felt that the sun was coming in appropriate situations - he finally left this dark carriage and there was no need to worry about life and death.

He tried his best to calm down, bowed and pressed the dagger at his waist, slowly drilled out of the carriage and jumped down. He heard a thud behind him, and Li Ding threw Ying Qing down without hesitation. Then he bowed slightly to Li Bochen and retracted back into the carriage.

His current behavior is simply a matter of turning against others. However, Li Qiuhu stood beside the horse and smiled slightly: "Li Bochen, there will be a date later."

Li Bochen bowed to her and said in his heart: "It's better to have no future."

The carriages and horses were walking on a straight road. Li Bochen breathed a sigh of relief until he couldn't see the traces clearly. Looking around, Wujing Mountain was already far away and was blocked by several other hills. However, he could still see that the clouds in the distant sky had not yet dissipated.

Then he heard the Ying sigh on the ground and said, "No need to look at it, the jurisdiction of the Shanjun has already left. Brother Li, help me up - just say whatever you want."

There were snow fields and snow-covered mountains, and there was no one to see. Li Bochen looked at Ying Qing on the ground, walked to the side of the road and broke a branch as thick as a wrist and threw it to him: "Your Majesty should use this."

Ying Lei was about to frown, but when he heard him calling himself "Chances Ying" and his eyebrows widened: "Ha, Brother Li is so polite, just call me Brother Ying."

Li Bochen was not polite, and he was also a little sarcastic when he called him Master Ying. Because he felt that this Ying sigh was not a good person in the ordinary sense, he was unwilling to use the title "Brother Ying". However, this person was very easy-going at this time, and he couldn't think of what to do with him. He sighed: "Okay, Brother Ying. I do want something on you - give me the outer robe."

The clothes on his body were already torn and frozen with blood, and it was easy to cause trouble when seen. Ying Qing's outer robe was also stained with blood, but the black one was not conspicuous.

He stood up with a hard time holding the branch, took off his outer robe and threw it to him indifferently: "You saved my life, what is a piece of clothing? But the old guy's restriction is indeed powerful. If you want to ask me something, we'd better find a place to shelter. Damn, in a while, I'm afraid I'm not killed by that red-haired beast and I'll freeze to death first."

The Xuanming Sect Master looked much more relaxed at the moment, which shows that he stood up and his legs were still trembling slightly when he walked. It should be as Li Ding said that he could not use spiritual power for the time being. Li Bochen thought for a while and said, "Okay, let's go forward."
Chapter completed!