Brilliant thorn

Chu Feng boasted that his lightness kungfu was good, but he ran all the way and couldn't catch up with Xiao Jue in time.

He secretly slandered, the two of them had tossed each other for nearly two hours at the Que Ling Terrace, and the beauty was still so vigorous afterward, did the leader's kung fu not have enough time?

A large group of martial arts people gathered on the hillside and clamored. Shen Zhongqing and Shi Yi were in the lead. Standing at the front, Shi Yi recognized Xiao Jue from dozens of shadow guards at a glance.

"Mr. Xiao, this is the end of the matter. Please stop being obsessed with it. Otherwise, you will also let down the trust and love that Brother Fu had for you." Shi Yi still treats each other with courtesy until now, and respectfully calls him "Young Master". , "Where are Brother Fu and Feishuang now?"

"What kind of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith are you talking about with a person like him? Hand over Fu Shaoxia!"

"Hand over people!"

"..."

The many shadow guards who stepped on the fairy pavilion looked at each other in blank dismay, could Xiao Jue captive come to the peak?How do they not know?

Xiao Jue raised his voice and said, "If you hand him over, will you let it go?"

He moved his arms slightly, and the opponent immediately showed his weapon on guard.

With a sneer, he raised his hand to gather up the loose long hair, took a bunch of hair ends in his mouth, and slowly tied the hair tie, looking sharply at the opposite side.

"If you want to encircle and suppress Taxian Pavilion, you can draw your sword openly. You don't have to use him as an excuse one by one. You don't care about his life or death at all."

Of all the people present, no one cared about Fu Shaoyu more than him.

I really want Fu Shaoyu to come and see the faces of these people, so that men will understand that any chivalry is bullshit, and those who claim to be righteous all want him to die quickly, so that this attack can be more justified.These gentlemen are not his friends, he is a poor guy who is being used by others, and only he is willing to give him a sincere heart.

See how Fu Shaoyu has the nerve to hate and blame him.

"The thief is rampant! Don't waste your time talking! Kill Buzhi Peak and rescue Fu Shaoxia!"

Someone on the opposite side shouted, it can be said that there was a hundred responses, and the two opposing sides instantly broke the balance and killed each other.

Due to the recent rumors that the killer with different eyes has done many evil things, many people rushed to kill Xiao Jue's head. When the battle started, Xiao Jue was besieged by several people.

Chufeng was afraid that he would do something wrong, so he whistled and rushed out. At the same time, dozens of black-clothed men rushed out from the surrounding jungle, regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, and they would kill anyone they saw. Only Xiao Jue was protecting him.

Chufeng's weapon was a long whip, which made a loud noise when he swung it. Jia Gaohu swung a meteor hammer to attack Xiao Jue's back, but Chufeng whipped him to the left side of his face, and his eyes were blurred with blood.

He wailed in pain, covered his burning eyes and rushed forward, disrupting his own offensive.

Xiao Jue swung his sword to make up the knife, but his wrist was entangled by the long whip. Chu Feng pulled the man out of the battle circle with all his strength: "Run while they are in a mess!"

"Who are you?" Xiao Jue swung his long whip with a backhand sword, his face full of alertness.

Suddenly Chufeng's eyes lit up, and he shouted "Master Fu" behind him. Xiao Jue looked back, the big acupoint on his back shoulder was sealed, and he couldn't move.

Xiao Jue is tall and tall, although he is not as tall and strong as Fu Shaoyu, he is still a mature man who has practiced martial arts all year round.

Chufeng soon felt a little strenuous.

"Beauty, you look very thin, why are you so heavy?"

Xiao Jue said sharply: "You let me down."

"Wait a little longer, I can still hold on!" Chufeng carried him into a dense forest, and turned around to find a way down the mountain.

He was walking on a remote path. Xiao Jue had lived here for ten years without knowing the existence of this path, but Chufeng seemed to be very familiar with it, walking through the forest and brushing the leaves like walking on flat ground.

The sound of beating and killing gradually faded away, Xiao Jue looked up at the top of the mountain, his face suddenly changed.

"Let me down! Let me go!"

He yelled so shrillly that it almost broke Chufeng's eardrums, so he had to find a place to put him down, "What are you shouting for? Do you want to invite someone to go to hell with me?"

Xiao Jue's eyes were red with anxiety: "It's on fire! Let me go back!" Fu Shaoyu was still trapped in Que Ling Terrace by him!

Chufeng glanced back at the fire on the top of the mountain, knowing what he was worried about, and said with a smile: "It's okay, the fire was set by our own family, don't worry."

"Who is with your own family! Who are you!" Xiao Jue yelled at him, "Let go of me quickly, I'm going to save people! Please!"

Chufeng couldn't bear his pleading.

Seeing that the beauty was so anxious that tears were about to fall, he quickly comforted him: "Don't cry, your lover is alive and well, I'm just taking you to see him, can you take it easy?"

Xiao Jue was startled: "What did you say?"

"I'll take you to see Fu Shaoyu."

Chufeng was sweating profusely just now, he opened his clothes and fanned the wind, looked at the winding and remote path, took out a small medicine bottle from his cuff, took the cork off, and handed it to Xiao Jue's nose.

"What is this?" Xiao Juehong glared at him with circles in his eyes.

"Don't worry, just temporarily seal your internal strength." Chu Feng blinked at him, taking exaggerated deep breaths to guide Xiao Jue, "Come on, relax with me, inhale, exhale, inhale again..."

Xiao Jue's face darkened even more.

"Cooperate, it's a long way to go, you can't just let me carry you all the time, can you? If you don't seal your internal strength, then you want to escape, and if we fight, it won't look good if we hurt anyone, right?"

Chu Feng earnestly held up the medicine bottle and waited patiently for Xiao Jue to hold his breath to the limit. He only unlocked Xiao Jue's acupoints after he was sure that he had inhaled enough medicine powder.

In the next second, Xiao Jue punched him.

Even if he loses his internal strength, he is still punching with his fists. Chufeng dare not fight back, for fear of hurting the beauty's flesh. Fu Shaoyu will really peel his own skin. He took a few steps back and almost fell on his back.

"Do you still want to see Fu Shaoyu!" Another punch came down, and Chu Feng took out his shield in a hurry.

For a moment, Xiao Jue froze in place as if his acupuncture points had been tapped.

Chufeng chuckled, the shield was really useful.

He straightened his clothes, coughed twice, and said seriously: "Since you want to see him, please follow me obediently, and if you continue to dawdle, he may have to wait in a hurry."

Xiao Jue was dubious: "Who are you?"

"This, I can't explain it to you," Chufeng said while leading the way, "When you see him after you go down the mountain, you will know."

"If you lie to me, I will tear your body to pieces."

Xiao Jue gritted his teeth and followed, Chu Feng shivered.

The horses had already been prepared at the foot of the mountain. After getting on the horses, Chu Feng was still not at ease, so he said to Xiao Jue, "I am such a good man, you have to trust me, follow me closely, and don't run around." He thought for a while and asked again, "Can you ride a horse now? Or go to Linquan Town ahead and I'll find you a carriage."

Xiao Jue glanced at him coldly, and quickly got on his horse: "Stop talking nonsense."

Chufeng shook his head secretly, the leader was really not interested.

The two set off all the way to the northwest, and it took half a day to arrive at an unknown small town. Chufeng led Xiao Jue to a small villa outside the city. After getting off his horse, he stretched his waist and complained: "I'm tired." died."

Xiao Jue looked around vigilantly, and Chu Feng waved at him: "Go in, are you hungry? I'll go to the kitchen to order something to eat."

Xiao Jue kept silent, followed him into the manor, and heard a burst of laughter from the courtyard, and when he got closer, those laughing people disappeared.

So weird.

Chufeng quickly came over with two bowls of wontons, and handed one to Xiao Jue: "I asked, but it seems that the leader hasn't come back yet. You should stay here first."

"You really are lying to me." Xiao Jue stood up and drew his sword.

Chufeng jumped three feet away and waved his hands again and again: "Don't get excited! Don't get excited! I really didn't lie to you!"

Xiao Jue picked up the bowl and chopsticks and threw it at Chufeng, Chufeng hurriedly hid outside the house, closed and locked the door, and shouted inside: "Anyway, you can't raise your internal strength now, so just stay here! "

Xiao Jue wanted to jump out of the window, only to realize that the window had already been nailed to death from the outside. He was so angry that he flipped the table over, making loud noises.

Two heads poked out from under the eaves, it was Chixue and Indigo Sisters. Chufeng hurriedly shook his head at them, and tiptoed over to drive them away: "Don't just watch the excitement, let's go."

Xiao Jue sat cross-legged on the couch, trying to forcibly raise his internal energy, but the effect of the medicinal powder was really overbearing, and his dantian was stagnant and heavy, and he couldn't raise any real energy at all.

He thumped the edge of the bed again.

I don't know what happened to Fu Shaoyu, he should never have left the man alone in Que Ling Terrace, his hands and feet were still chained, could he really escape?

Thinking of the raging fire that ignited in Taxiang Pavilion that day, Xiao Jue's eyes gradually dimmed.

If Fu Shaoyu died, then he didn't want to live, but under the Nine Springs, I'm afraid Fu Shaoyu didn't want to see him either.

But a good person like Fu Shaoyu will definitely go to the Western Paradise after death, unlike him, who kills like hemp and does many evils, can only go to hell after death.

Xiao Jue lay on the soft couch with his whole face buried in the quilt. After a short while, a few extremely suppressed and dull whimpers came out from under the quilt, like the wailing of some nocturnal animal in the middle of the night.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep and dreamed that in the cave under the dark room, he saw Fu Shaoyu again. He rushed over excitedly, hugged that warm body tightly, and wanted sex wantonly.

Xiao Jue clamped the quilt tightly with his legs, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he murmured unconsciously with his slightly opened mouth: "Brother Yu...Brother Yu..."

Suddenly, a big hand covered his mouth and nose, and Xiao Jue instantly woke up from the charming and desperate dream.

"Well……"

He tried to break free, but the big hand was like an iron hammer, tightly clamping him.

In the darkness, a warm body pressed forward domineeringly, and an extremely familiar voice hit the eardrums with a dangerous smile: "Look at my little mute, what are you doing wrong while I'm not here?"

Xiao Jue froze, and the obscene pants were savagely pulled to the base of his thigh. He heard a "snap", and his firm buttocks were slapped heavily.

He began to struggle hard again, and then his body was turned not very gently.

What came into view was a silver mask, covering half of his face.

Xiao Jue suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Even though most of that face was covered, but he had kissed that person's eyebrows, eyes and lips thousands of times, and he would never admit his mistake.But this mask...

In an instant, complex emotions mixed with tears overflowed his eyes.

He caressed the silver face in disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice, "You...what did you call me just now?"

Under the mask, the man opened his mouth and bit the trembling finger, and said with a vague smile: "So my little mute can talk."