Feng Rugu looked at Han Jing.

Han Jing paused slightly: "He really helped us, and I have nothing to say. But as usual, I am more worried about the future... He is an ambitious person. If we owe such favors, what will we pay for in the future?"

"If you should pay it back, you will pay it back." Feng Rugu said lightly, "I found that you always think things are so complicated. The so-called kindness is the same as money. It is a sky-high price. It also pays it back on the spot. If you can afford it, you will owe it for the time being. Besides, if you are him, you will not make things difficult for you to do. Repaying kindness with kindness is also a meticulous job that ordinary people cannot do."

Jing Sanchai said sourly: "You and the one with the surname Lin are soulmates."

Feng Rugu pointed at Jing Sanchai and said to Han Jing: "Senior Brother Han, look, this is something that cannot be done."

Jing Sanchai's expression changed and she rushed towards Feng Rugu.

Feng Rugu thought he was having a normal fight and was smiling and trying to hide, but in the flash of lightning, his face suddenly changed.

"Three Flowers, don't worry! Go away!!"

However, it's too late.

The snow-white glare wrapped in the demonic spirit like thousands of blades exploded in the yard, turning the flowers and plants that Han Jing had just carefully treated into flying flowers and falling red in half the ground.

The demonic energy that had been piercing all his strength just now came to Feng Rugu!

Jing Sanchai was in a cold body, lying on Feng Rugu's shoulder, holding the rabbit made of bandage in his arms.

After a while, Jing Sanchai raised his head from Feng Rugu's shoulder, with a little confused expression. When she saw that Feng Rugu was in front of her, she hurriedly groped on him and confirmed that she was not injured. Then she remembered to curse: "You bastard! You are just trying to show off your mouth--"

Feng Rugu lowered his head and looked straight in front of Jing Sanchai.

A little blood spread out from his waist and abdomen, gradually expanding, from the size of a spot to the size of a bowl.

Jing Sanchai's complaint was quickly interrupted by the coughing blood.

The rabbit in his arms was soaked in blood, his ears fell down softly, and he pressed against Feng Rugu's chest.

Seeing that he was seriously injured, Feng Rugu's throat seemed to have a blockage of hot substance, which made him feel cold all over.

He raised his elbow and quickly wiped away the blood from the corner of Jing Sanchai's mouth, shook his soft arms, lowered his body, and carried the person on his back: "I've been discovered! Let's go!"

When Han Jing pressed the sword, the riots inside the house were also noticed.

Wen Chen took the lead and broke out, but was shocked by the strong demonic energy that came to his face. He fell into the ice cellar with a fierce look. His body stiffened and blocked the door. All the disciples who had planned to come out were blocked in the room.

Feng Rugu made a quick decision and kicked Wen Chen aside.

Wen Chen staggered two steps, came to his senses, looked around, and found that Lin Xuejing was not seen. He was inexplicably sad and angry, and shouted: "Lin Xuejing!"

Feng Rugu chased after him and kicked him again, followed the door and guided the congested disciples one by one: "What are you shouting!"

Wen Chen said angrily: "I just said he was uneasy! He must have betrayed us!"

Feng Rugu grabbed his collar and pushed him down the steps, allowing him to see clearly the mess around him that was not distinguished from each other: "Look at this attitude, does it seem like a cooperation between inside and outside, or is it like arresting a party?"

Wen Chen was stunned and felt something was right: "What about others?"

Feng Rugu had already seen the second demonic aura coming from the sky and the earth, rumbling the ground, and was lazy to argue with him: "Take care of yourself!"

The encircled demonic path was not in a hurry to break in, but instead condensed the pure demonic energy and threw it into the yard, allowing it to explode.

Feng Rugu created a simple protective seal with one hand: "Senior Brother Han, bring them out first!"

After saying that, Feng Rugu turned around and rushed into the backyard, plunging into the thick smoke and fire.

Han Jing was too late: "As it is!"

After all, Feng Rugu didn't know whether Lin Xuejing had done something inside and outside. After all, at the time of the incident, he didn't know whether it was a coincidence or a certainty, but he did not stay with them and his whereabouts were unknown.

If Lin Xuejing really betrayed them, Feng Rugu found him and then killed him with one sword, no one would have any objection.

But what if Lin Xuejing really never did it?

Then, once he falls into Dingyou's hands, the tragic consequences can be imagined.

Lin Xuejing was kind to them, and Feng Ruju couldn't leave him here and ignore him.

This exquisite and small courtyard fell into the sea of ​​fire in an instant.

The people who besieged them obviously have the intention of hurting them if they can, and killing them if they can.

As the demonic energy spreads, the sound of swords and swords fighting gradually rises.

When Feng Rugu broke out from the thick smoke again, his sword "Yesterday" and "Today" were both out of the sheath, holding hands in his hands, and slashed them in the air, taking away a life.

The demon Tao, who was ambushing in the fog, screamed and fell suddenly.

The blood dyed the mist into a misty red mist and dispersed with the wind.

In the red fog, Han Jing took a step forward, and without saying a word, he waved his sword in front of Feng Rugu's neck!

Feng Rugu understood the truth and was not panicked. He lowered one knee and turned rapidly, and a ray of frost came out behind him!

A demon who intends to attack Feng Rugu from behind was hit by a sword in his throat, and he fell down with his eyes open.

Han Jing turned around and stood with Feng Ruyuan.

In the piaopiao blush, there was a large area of ​​deep redness.

Han Jing gasped quickly and said, "They have joined forces with the Corpse Sect!"

Feng Rugu: "Wake up the body?"

On the other end, Wen Chen cut down a corpse sect and said, "Kill!! The worst thing is, today is the place where we are buried and the place where we are buried!"

When he heard that there was a difficult corpse sect, Feng Rugu said without hesitation: "Don't be in a fight, retreat!"

The disciples of the families were looking around with swords and were confused. Many people heard Wen Chen's yell and were about to fight to the death. When they heard Feng Rugu's order to retreat, they were stunned and at a loss.

Wen Chen was still dissatisfied: "Don't let him underestimate the character of Taoism!"

Feng Rugu cursed: "I have a brain disease! What kind of character does it have when I die? I will only step on your head and make you laugh at me for not being good at learning skills!"

He looked at the group of chicks who had just been released from the cage and were confused: "Run! I have to teach you how to escape? Go west!"

They made an agreement before that if they were really surrounded by the demonic path, any instructions issued by Feng Ruoyuan must be listened to the opposite.

Going west is going east.

Han Jing asked Feng Rugu with a breath, "Where is Lin Xuejing?"

Feng Rugu lowered his head, tore off the fabric on the front, handed over the seriously injured Jing Sanchai to Han Jing, tied the two of them together, and said briefly: "Not found."

Han Jing frowned: "He..."

He fixed Jing Sanchai on Han Jing's back, Feng Rugu's two swords tied a sword flower together, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Let's take care of the present."

He pulled his feet and was about to leave.

Han Jing realized something was wrong: "Don't you go east?"

"You go east, I go west." Feng Rugu took out the phoenix-headed guzheng from the storage bag on his waist and put it on his back. With a blink of an eyebrow, a little blood on his eyelashes added three different kinds of evil spirits to his face. "In this way, you can walk a little easier."

His sword moves slightly, and the view of the snow spraying in hundreds of rivers and the waterfalls flowing.

On that day, Feng Rugu's arms rose from the beginning of the sun and fought until late at night.

Wherever he went, his sword drew the sky water and destroyed the houses. Half of the main city was trapped in the sound of killing the sky.

Wherever he went, there were corpses of people chasing the ground, and a scattered cursive blood word on the wall.

"Feng Rujue visited here."

Dingyou, who was planning to catch a turtle in the jar, was broken by this madman!

He was tired of killing, so he sat on a temple with the magic path, dipped the blood on the neck of the corpse, wrote it again on the wall, took the qin, sang with a slick string, and sang with ancient music. The sound of ancient music was the tune of "Gong Wu Crossing the River".

Ding You saw the man whose clothes were dyed in red from afar. Although he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, he had to order: "Madman! Don't worry about him! I want to hold me alone and dream in the daytime!"

After Feng Rugu's song, he hummed a tune and dragged "Today", a spark of Mars was drawn on the stone steps, and a sword was ignited to make fire.

Ding You was about to turn around, and the apprentice next to him suddenly screamed: "Master, look!"

Ding You turned around and saw Feng Ruguu standing on a roof not far away. From the temple to his foothold, a raging fire burned all the way, and the rolling hot wind held his belt, as if to help this person ascend to the immortals.

Feng Rugu was holding a string of firecrackers left over from his little Hongchen last year, lit them with sword fire, slammed them on Ding You's head, and laughed and said, "Happy New Year!"

Ding You's eyes were forced to red: "Catch this madman for me!"

Because of his provocative actions, Feng Rugu lived in danger in the next half day and was surrounded several times.

Fortunately, no matter how critical the situation is, Feng Rugu's name on Jinghong's sword will never disappoint.

But the wings spread out, and the bravery of the wings will inevitably lead to fatigue in the end.

When Feng Ruyuan got rid of the pursuit and broke out of the city and found Han Jing and others, he could no longer speak. He stood there and looked at Jing Sanchai's injury. Then he sat down beside Han Jing, leaning on his sword without saying anything.

Han Jing gently followed his back, and Feng Rugu simply fell down and got stuck on his thigh.

The temporary hiding place he chose was not far from the main city, and the firelight on the main city tower could still be reflected here.

When he met his trusted brother, Feng Rugu became much more obedient.

He whispered: "Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother Han."

"My swordsmanship is still insufficient." Han Jing whispered, "Fortunately, all the new elites of the Taoist sect led this time."

Feng Rugu: "Who didn't lose it?"
To be continued...