Thousands of miles of drunkenness and emptiness, it should have been unmissable.

But why, why did it end like this?

“Bitch, I want you to give my nephew his life!!” Qian Feng suddenly rose to the sky and slapped his hands up against Mu Yan.

Mu Yan only felt a powerful pressure to cover himself.

Terrible and powerful spiritual powers form a vortex against her soul.

The magic violin suddenly appeared in the hand and was activated by the holy hand.

But forgive me, when the strong man of the Golden Dan period fell, she still felt a bite of sweetness in her throat and suddenly bled out.

Qian Feng had no idea that he had failed to kill a little girl in the valley.

Instead of shouting, he gathered 10 successes again and attacked her.

However, before Qian Feng's attack reached Mu Yan, a shadow suddenly appeared in the slash.

Snap, snap, snap, snap. A few slaps fell on Qian Feng's back.

Qian Feng felt that he had gathered 10% of his spiritual power, as if he had been swept away by the wind, and was instantly blown away.

He even took a few steps back. He stood still and couldn't help but get angry. "Shiqing, what are you doing?!! ”

Only an old man with a ragged shirt stood in front of his face and grabbed his messy hair.

But who is Shiqing, the master of the Gate?

Mu Yan had intended to fight Qian Feng hard with both defeats. I didn't expect anyone to come out and save him.

“Miss, are you all right?” The cute teenager at the door held Mu Yan and took out a charm paper worried, "this is a charm paper that can heal the wounds, miss, you just need to activate the spirit to make it more comfortable. ”

Muang took the token paper and was a little curious.

I didn't expect the way the real world healed the wounds to be so amazing.

She was about to thank the teenager, who had rushed to the side of Shiqing, angry and rushed: “Old Qian, what else does my master want to ask you? This junmuyan is at least the leader of this sect's selection. If no sect has been chosen yet, he may be a disciple of any sect. How could you just kill anybody? ”

Qian Feng chewed on his teeth and cut his teeth: “She scrapped my nephew, I killed her for her life. Isn't that scriptural and earthly? ”

"What evidence do you have to prove that the young lady scrapped your nephew?" The young man grinned. "She wasn't even in the tent last night. And you didn't notice that your nephew had a bite on his neck. Maybe that's where the toxin penetrated! ”

As soon as the teenager spoke, everyone looked down and consciously turned to Qian Huang's neck.

Indeed, there are two rows of tooth prints on them, obviously bitten.

And the wound was a little dark red in the blue and purple, and it looked unusually eye-catching.

Ye Huan immediately called out: “This is obviously the poison in Chen Xiu's mouth. Did he bite Mr. Qian? Ming Moon Zong is really eager to test, even though he killed someone, he still wants our boss to be a scapegoat! ”

“If Elder Qian wants revenge, he should arrest everyone from Ming Moon Sect, have a good trial, and keep an eye on our boss for what! ”

“Yes, yes, yes! The poison was inflicted by the people of the Ming Moon Sect. As long as it is severely tortured, the antidote can definitely be found. ”

The audience saw whether it was lively or not, and they were eager to arrest the people of Ming Moon.

At this point, Pang Yunfei panicked.

“You're blood-spraying people! ”