Leisurely cultivating life

"Hu~~"

Pill Furnace is safe and sound.

It wasn't that my pill furnace exploded, it was...

"Eldest brother, Piercing Cloud Arrow!" Tu Mengmei's voice came.

"Junior Brother Zhen."

Zhou Fan frowned, turned into golden light, and rushed out, disregarding the pills in the pill furnace.

"Junior Sister Tu, you stay at home, I'm with my junior brother."

……

The sun sets in the west.

Lanterns began to be hung up one after another on Jinqicheng Street, and the bustling night scene began to appear.

Outside Yongxin Building.

On the street, the light shone on Zhen Depang's fat face, which was quite joyful.

"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops will come to meet you!" Zhen Depang stretched out his fat hand, pointed at the huge flaming long arrow in the sky, looked at the six black-clothed masked men surrounding him, A look of disdain.

"You are finished, you are finished, my elder brother is coming soon, if you want to survive..."

"kill!"

A cold shout interrupted Zhen Depang's chatter.

Six black iron long knives flashing black, rushed towards Zhen Depang with a gust of wind.

Up, down, left, and right, in all directions, all of Zhen Depang's escape routes were tightly sealed.

Zhen Depang seemed to be frightened, and tremblingly took out a black ball.

"Stop...stop, know...do you know what this is? Leihuobo, kill...kill me, and you...can't live either!"

The masked man in black seemed to have lost his hearing, or didn't care at all. After hearing Zhen Depang's words, he not only didn't stop, but accelerated his speed.

"Hey, you can't live without doing your own crimes, don't listen to persuasion!"

Zhen Depang sighed, sacrificed a bead, looked at the black-clothed masked man with pity, poured his true essence into the bead, a burst of white light flashed, and the figure disappeared, leaving only a black ball in the Rolling on the ground.

Thunderbolt! ! !

"Boom~~~"

A violent shock wave spread in all directions, and the first to bear the brunt was the Yongxin Building, which was crooked, as if it was about to fall down in the next moment.

Fortunately, the pedestrians were far away, so she was not injured, but her hairstyle was a little messy.

Wait until the smoke clears.

On the street, a big pit with a radius of two feet appeared in front of everyone.

"Hey, why bother, life is so good, if you don't cherish it, you have to seek your own death."

Zhen Depang stood outside the pit and squeezed his eyes hypocritically. Unfortunately, the crocodile's tears did not fall.

An incomparably terrifying killing intent locked on to him.

"There are still people!"

Zhen Depang's expression changed.

A strong enemy, an invincible enemy.

He smiled wryly in his heart, why didn't the elder brother arrive, the promised cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops came to see each other.

This person just can't bear to talk about it, saying that Cao Cao will be there, of course, this world does not have this sentence.

"you dare!!!"

A shout resounded through the sky.

Chapter 95 Yin Boya

Jin Qicheng.

Zhen Depang is facing life and death threats.

A shout resounded through the entire city.

"you dare!!!"

Followed by a dark yellow pagoda, suspended above Zhen Depang's head, a curtain of light descended.

"~~~"

Ripples swayed on the light curtain, and a transparent flying sword appeared under the light curtain.

Not far from the big pit, a middle-aged figure appeared, with a gloomy face.

Zhou Fan landed from the sky, staring at him intently.

"Eldest brother, if you slow down, the younger brother's life will be lost!" Zhen Depang cried, looking at the ripples outside the light curtain, feeling palpitations.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, I will not see the sun of tomorrow.

"Don't worry, brother, everything is under the control of brother." Zhou Fan smiled and comforted Zhen Depang who was a little panicked.

"This is also under the control of senior brother?" Zhen Depang stretched out his fat trembling hand with a suspicious expression on his face, pointing at the middle-aged man in the distance.

Zhou Fan stared at the middle-aged man silently and snorted coldly.

"Tell me who is behind it, and I can make you die quickly. Now, you have ten seconds!"

Standing with his hands behind his back, his spiritual thoughts radiated out.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four...

"Um!!"

A clear light flashed between his brows, and Zhou Fan clearly saw nine transparent long swords attacking him silently in the void.