"Minghua, did you say I agreed to it right?" After agreeing to the mortal's proposal, Su Ruqing always felt a sense of loss in her heart.

It seemed like she had done something big and big wrong, and she always felt that something important was forgotten by her.

Minghua beside him shook his sword body, and a faint sword light flashed from it.

"Don't you know either?"

In the originally pure depths of the bamboo sea, more and more things that Jun Feiran bought back were arranged in a red place.

Lifting up the red silk on the bamboo house door, Su Ruqing bit her lower lip and sighed deeply. This mortal is so bored and has made so many things back.

A fierce and ruthless palm wind came straight from behind Su Ruqing. Su Ruqing was shocked. Minghua appeared from the air. Before he could see who was attacking him clearly, the attack in Su Ruqing's hand was already swinging out.

He flew up in the air, jumped out of the bamboo house, and quickly retreated. After Minghua blocked the attack, he returned to her hand.

At this time, Su Ruqing saw clearly the appearance of the person who attacked him.

Wang Ming looked at her with bright eyes and looked her from beginning to end: "It turns out to be seventy-seventh-century like that witch."

"Who are you!" Minghua's sword body was full of sword energy, pointing straight at the sound, and the flowing light was shining brightly. Su Ruqing suddenly exerted force, and the sword light was like a pool of autumn water, illuminating the world.

The strong sword energy surrounded the two of them together, and their hair was flying in the air in a mess. Amidst the figure, a lazy figure hugged a lot of things and came back from outside.

When he was about to walk in, he heard the sound of the different past in the forest and the endless murderous intent. Jun Feiran's face turned cold and he rushed in quickly with the pile of things.

In this green sea of ​​bamboo, Wang Ming was suppressed by Su Ruqing's cultivation everywhere. When he was surprised that this woman's cultivation was so profound, he saw Jun Feiran's figure from the corner of his eyes.

His figure swayed, and had already rushed to him, and imprisoned him in front of him with his backhand. The sharp sword was pressed against his neck, looking at Su Ruqing who was coming towards the wind with a smile and said, "Stop, or I will kill him!"

Looking at Jun Feiran who was caught, Su Ruqing held her breath in her chest, looking at Jun Feiran who was caught with complicated eyes. Minghua in her hand was constantly clenched and then released and clenched tightly again.

Finally, under Jun Feiran's indifferent smile, she put down Minghua and glared at the stranger unwillingly: "Who are you?"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that the bastard born to the witch would actually like a waste." Wang Ming smiled ferociously, and the sharp blade in his hand cut through Jun Feiran's neck, and the red blood slowly dripped down.

Looking at this scene coldly, a killing intention flashed in Su Ruqing's eyes. "What do you want!"

She had no idea about the witch in this person's mouth, nor did she know where the madman found herself.

The tip of the sword in Wang Ming's hand exerted a little force, pierced Jun Feiran's neck again, staring at Su Ruqing tightly and said, "I want you to die, of course you can't die, so follow me, I'll take you to a fun place."

He wanted to kill the witch's bastard with his own hands in front of the witch's face, so that she could know how much he hated her.
Chapter completed!