Chang Boning is not difficult to find.

He was wearing a robe and his hair was erect, which was particularly eye-catching among the rich blood mist.

The flowers fade and fly, circling with you, and the blood mist falls, without any turbidity in the dust.

Such a beautiful scene has a resurgence that makes people's scalp tingling.

The sword technique of Tasha has always been to keep your name but not your life.

Thousands of petals were made into sword feathers for him to drive them. Chang Boning's fingertips contained sword energy. He picked up and touched them, and dozens of jasmine flowers came to him. Snow-white light flashed by, and a head flew out dangerously.

Having been able to see the power of Tasha's sword technique up close, Luo Fuchun's cold and hot air rushed upwards from his throat, but he felt a little strange.

——When in Jianchuan, my uncle tried the sword with Mr. Ruyi. The sword intent and sword energy at that time were different from that at that time.

Chang Boning originally wanted to imitate Guixu's sword technique, but until he fought with the Demonic Dao, he realized that the other party was coming in a fierce and extremely difficult situation. He could not handle it by imitating Guixu's sword technique that was still the same.

After waving a large area of ​​bloody fallen flowers, Chang Boning looked back and saw that Luo Fuchun and others were on their side, and he couldn't help but feel a little scattered: "Why are you here?!"

Luo Fuchun said straightforwardly: "Let's help my uncle..."

Chang Boning was anxious: "What about your master? Who is here to take care of him?"

"...Master?" Luo Fuchun was a little confused, "Why do you need someone to take care of your master? He stayed in the guest curb."

Chang Boning's heart suddenly tightened. At this moment, a corpse with all flesh and blood was rotten open, and his arms were spread through the fog and rushed towards everyone. Its eyes were snow-white, and its pupils were covered by a thick layer of white film. The corners of its mouth rotted all the way to its cheeks, twisting a terrifying sneer.

Chang Boning waved his hand and raised the rain of flowers for another day, splashing out a sea of ​​blood.

After hitting the living zombie into a sieve, Chang Boning said: "Look for a way back quickly!"

Sang Luojiu's mind was very fast, and he raised his hand to explore the formation for a moment, and suddenly changed color: "Senior brother, there is a maze in the blood mist!"

Chang Boning's eyes were red with anxiety: "This formation is a magical formation. It's so weird that it's going to be. There are still blood corpses and living corpses. They are extremely difficult to deal with. I've been trapped in the fog for more than a moment, but I still can't find the array eye and the way to break the formation..."

When Luo Fuchun was speechless, he vaguely understood what was about to happen.

A little bit of anxiety was like a poisonous snake, slowly climbing up his lungs, gradually enlarging, wrapping him around until he couldn't breathe: "Master..."

Suddenly, another short figure appeared in the fog, running in a hurry, as if he was heading in this direction.

Luo Fuchun was in a state of anxiety and wanted to draw his sword without saying a word.

Sang Luojiu felt very quick, so he ran two steps towards him, pressed the person's shoulder and called out the person's name accurately: "Haijing!"

Hai Jing held a magic trick to avoid poison in his left hand and a small clean bottle in his right hand. He ran very fast, panting, and couldn't say a complete word for a while.

Seeing that Hai Jing also appeared here, Chang Boning's heart was completely sinking into the abyss.

He asked anxiously, "Where is Mr. Ruyi?!"

Hai Jing breathed evenly, and the first thing he did was to hand the bottle in Chang Boning's hand, sang a Buddhist chant, and then said, "Duanrongjun, little, uncle, just asked me to follow Luo Jiu... Don't lose it... He said that if Duanrongjun's situation was indeed critical, he would use the bottle throwing as a sign. After he did the matter there, he would come immediately!"

At this moment, in the "overside" in Ruyi's mouth, Feng Ruwu lives in a small villa.

Ding You, who was proud and satisfied, slapped him with a palm, intending to severely damage Feng Ruyuan.

When he and Feng Rugu's palms were in a hurry, the situation suddenly reversed.

He flew backwards like a rag pocket just now and hit the edge of the moon gate.

His appearance was even more miserable than Guan Buzhi. Before he could break his head, black blood spilled out from the corners of his mouth, ears and nostrils.

Ruyi stood quietly behind Feng Rugu, with a single palm pressing on the butterfly bone on Feng Ruguru's back, and the palm wind of the platinum monk's robe was bulging a little.

The palm that was as powerful as Qiantang Tide, passed through Feng Rugu's body and hit Ding You in the chest!

Dingyou's face was as pale as paper.

This palm is extremely yin and evil, full of sword intent, breaks into the body, and the lungs are like a knife, and the pain is hard to bear.

He tried his best, but he could only spit out a few bytes of fear and anger: "You, you are not--"

Ru didn't even look at Feng Rugu at all, as if her behavior of protecting others had nothing to do with her.

He walked slowly out from behind Feng Rugu, walked past the sword and stood up. He looked stunned and finally came to Ding You who was lying among the cracked tiles.

Since Luofuchun and Sang Luojiu left one after another, Ruyi thought of the Tiger Leaving the Mountain.

He thought, since that's the case, it's better to follow the plan.

If you hold a string of brand new long eyeballs in one hand, you said calmly: "I think that if someone else is here, Sect Master Ding will not be able to show up. I can't bear to ask Sect Master Ding to go for a trip in vain. Please forgive me."

Dingyou's mouth was fishy and sweet in his throat, unable to swallow and spit. He said "hoho" sounded, and his eyes showed unbearable fear and unwillingness.

As he said that, Ruyi owed a little, lowered his body a little, faced Dingyou, and whispered: "He is the one I want to protect. Do you dare to touch him."

Feng Rugu looked at Ruyi's young and upright back, and an unusual feeling appeared in his heart, as if it was a little sweet. Although it was late, it made him unable to help but be happy.

This was the first time he was rescued like this.

...He wasn't alone.

Feng Rugu put away his spiritual power that was intended to break through the Seven Flower Seal, stepped out of the hut, and checked how Guan Buzhi was injured.

When his body moved, he realized that the hundreds of ghosts in the "Sentient beings" were like clouds coming out of the mountains, floating out from the front and back of him. He actually obeyed the control and protected himself tightly.

When he confirmed that Dingyou's heart meridian had been damaged and there was no power to fight back, and turned to face Feng Rugu, Ruyi's expression immediately became cold and he snorted softly, not knowing what he was angry about.

After confirming that Guan Buzhi's injuries were not as good as his internal organs, Feng Rugu said happily: "Master, thank you...Oh!"

The ball gathered on Feng Rugu's forehead just now, trying to block the evil spirit of the black gold bead for him, and planned to form a hand, with his index finger and thumb connected, and without hesitation, he bounced Feng Rugu's head to pieces.

Ruyi said coldly with his hands behind his back: "If I don't take action, are you going to stand like this and ask him to kill him?"

He listened to Feng Rugu and Ding You's maneuver, but did not get any decent information.

What Ding You said was nothing more than nonsense in his opinion.

If Feng Rugu had no spiritual power, how did he defeat Jian Ruxin and how did he rescue himself from the bottom of the sinking water?

Since this point was clarified, Feng Ruruyuan's various inaction actions were particularly annoying.

Ruyi said coldly: "Did you know I stayed here before you took the risk on purpose and refused to do anything, so you forced me to help..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Rugu actually stepped forward, smiled and hugged Ruyi, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you." He told me at least that I was not alone in my support.

Ruyi held the Buddhist beads and immediately clenched his hand, speechless. When he stepped out of Feng Rugu's arms, there was a suspicious blush on his ears: "...unconventional."

...Since I am not happy with me, why should I hug you and make people feel confused?

When Ru thought of this, she felt even more depressed. She felt that Feng Rugu was extremely hateful and wanted to ask someone to take him-

Han Jing, standing at the corner of the courtyard, listened carefully to the sounds in the courtyard and lowered his eyes slightly.

...This time he has a plan.

In his plan, Ru Yi shouldn't be here at all.

He should only protect Boning.

Why is this happening?
Chapter completed!