fall into enemy hands

Xia Fan basically didn't go through the door recently, and went through the window wherever he went; He Beitangrong went out through the window, went out with light work, and went back through the window, Xia Fan returned to the inn, almost died on the ground.

"How did it become like this!"

Zhan Feng was lying on the ground at this time, his eyes were closed tightly and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his fists were tightly clenched and he was still trembling slightly, as if trying to restrain himself.

Before Xia Fan could move, Bei Tangrong immediately strode forward and touched a few acupuncture points on Zhan Feng's chest, "Forcibly breaking through is easy to be countered by one's own skill."

Xia Fan couldn't help but understand, "He probably didn't see me when he woke up, so he wanted to find me."

As soon as the sword in his hand sensed Zhan Feng's breath, it immediately flew out of Xia Fan's hand and hid it in Zhan Feng's sleeve.

Bei Tangrong hugged Zhan Feng on his shoulders, "It's not too late, we have to go back to the peak as soon as possible."

Xia Fan nodded, and was about to step forward, but Bei Tangrong pointed his sword at Xia Fan, Xia Fan was startled, "You..."

Then Xia Fan fell silent.

He felt a strong and dangerous aura behind him!

Xia Fan didn't dare to move.

Not human, definitely not human!

Beitang's face was stern under the mask, and he hadn't seen a demon for many years.

Why did the demon follow me?These demons actually know that they are not dead!Could it be related to Zhan Feng's dream?What should we do now, Zhan Feng was difficult to defeat the demon back then, and now Zhan Feng is in a coma, can Bei Tangrong and him escape?

The battle was about to break out, the monster seemed unwilling to wait any longer, and quickly transformed into a snake-like body and attacked Xia Fan. Bei Tangrong shouted: "Get out of the way!"

Xia Fan's lightness kung fu was not for nothing, he stared hard with his left foot and got up with his right foot, turned around in the air and caught a glimpse of the snake's body!

It's a snake!The snake he met at the bottom of the cliff!

Bei Tangrong held Zhan Feng in one hand, and joined hands with Xia Fan to surround the snake. Before he could get the snake down, a group of small snakes rushed in from the window.Xia Fan didn't have a sword, so he could only slash the snake close to him with the dagger, and was bitten by the snake taking advantage of the chaos in a short while.

Xia Fan had never killed before, and he never thought that the first kill would be to kill a snake. He swung his knife to cut off the snake wrapped around his feet, and gritted his teeth to fight.

Bei Tangrong also couldn't help but said, "Too many! You take the young master and go first! I'll come back!"

Xia Fan didn't turn his head back, "I don't know the way! Take him back to Shuihuofeng! I'll lead them away!" After finishing speaking, without waiting for Beitangrong to speak, he stood in front of Beitangrong and knocked the candlestick on the table. ground, "Go!"

Beitang Rong kicked the door and said, "Come back and save you!"

Xia Fan pressed the hidden weapon on his cuff and killed the little snake chasing behind Bei Tangrong, then flew out of the window and flew over the eaves and walls.

The little snake had no cultivation, and most of them were burned to death in the inn. The snake turned into a human and followed closely behind.

It seems that they came for him alone, could it be revenge?But he couldn't kill that snake!Why dare not go to the wolf? !It's obvious that the persimmons are soft!

Fortunately, Xia Fan recovered well. Except for the incision on the abdomen, the rest were skin traumas, but he was flying and fighting with the snake monster. The snake really deserved to be a snake. Xia Fan didn't dare to use the needle anymore, so he had to use all his strength to escape.

No matter how good the qinggong is, there will be no strength. Xia Fan is gradually exhausted. After all, a mortal cannot compare with the power of a monster.

Unexpectedly, he fell to the ground and fell to pieces. When Xia Fan was about to leave the ground, he was firmly caught by a black shadow and held in his arms. He continued to fly in the air without stopping.

Xia Fan was overjoyed, he thought it was Bei Tangrong who came back to rescue him so soon, but when he saw the person's attire, he was dumbfounded.

The demon smiled slightly, "Long time no see?"

Xia Fan: "..."

Isn't this the fucking thing that pretended to be him kicking Zhan Feng? !

A mass of smoky purple air covered the whole person under a black canopy, just like the little ghost king.

Xia Fan felt that this time it was not a question of his own death, but a question of whether he could die well.

Being thrown on the cold and wet marble floor, before Xia Fan could recover from the stun, a biting coldness came from his left shoulder. At that moment, Xia Fan didn't react at all, he only felt a chill on his left shoulder, but What followed was the pain of eroding bone and peeling flesh. The excruciating pain didn't make Xia Fan have the strength to scream out.

The demon took off his cloak, and there were two reflective snake scale decorations on both sides of his forehead, which was very demonic.

Big drops of cold sweat rolled down Xia Fan's cheeks, only to hear the snake demon say: "Give me an arrow, and I'll return your arrow, it's all over."

Xia Fan's eyes were dazed for a long time before he found his sight again. He looked at his left shoulder, which was pierced by an iron arrow, and couldn't say a word of kindness. It's a demon."

The snake demon walked up to Xia Fan and squatted down, pinching his chin, without being irritated at all, "I specially sharpened this arrow before looking for you; do you like it? It was specially designed for you."

The snake demon touched the arrow feather, "It is the snake venom I carefully developed, and you know how precious it is."

Xia Fan didn't have the strength to turn his head away, so he was pinched by him like this, "If you want to kill, kill it."

"Why kill you? It's too late for me to hurt you." The snake demon simply sat next to Xia Fan, playing with the arrow body on Xia Fan's left shoulder. I had to die, my whole body was weak, "What do you do when it hurts me?"

The snake demon pursed her lips and smiled happily, "Waiting for your little Shangtian to rescue you, you two go up to heaven and one down to earth, you are a good match."

Xia Fan was also happy when he heard it, "Haha! So you didn't catch him? It seems that he was disturbed by me, a little mortal?"

The snake demon was neither in a hurry nor angry, "A mortal? Do you really think you are a mortal? You are so cute."

Xia Fan was taken aback when he heard the words, "What do you mean?"

"It's normal for you not to know that you are a demon. After all, the breath is too weak to stay in the world for a long time and there is no one to guide you."

Xia Fan's expression darkened, he almost forgot the pain, "I'm not a demon."

"Is it difficult to accept that you are a demon?" The snake demon suddenly realized, "Ah! Did you scold the demon just now?"

"Do you know about the massacre in Yunshan a hundred years ago? They slaughtered all the monsters, maybe your father and mother died under their swords, and this time you are still traveling with the descendants of Yunshan? You have a big heart."

Xia Fan insisted: "I'm not a demon!"

"It will be revealed soon."

The snake demon seemed to have had enough fun, stood up, stepped on the iron arrow feathers and stepped an inch into the ground, Xia Fan grinned for a while, and finally passed out uncontrollably.

The snake demon looked at his face lightly.

"Just wait."