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Chapter 89 Interception

Mu Feng retreated while fighting, and after several blood spears forced the chasing black ghost to retreat, he protected Jing Wushuang to a dense bamboo forest. He walked forward, and there were more than ten miles of mountain roads from the Yinfeng Cave where the Ghost Mother was, but the pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer.

"Brother Mu Feng, I can't do it in the third year of junior high school. If I don't heal him, he will not be able to hold on! Otherwise, hide it in this bamboo forest first?"

Jing Wushuang was out of breath and couldn't walk anymore.

This is secondary. The key is that as the mountain road bumps, the wound on the third grade of junior high school was torn, and the wound became bigger and bigger, and a large amount of blood oozing out along the way. If this continues, he will probably be about to leave the world before he reaches the Yinfeng Cave. Mu Qingyuan and his party are fierce and cut off his arms at the same root. The general herbs cannot stop the bleeding at all.

"Okay, go!"

Mu Feng nodded, broke the back with the Sky-Cracking Tiger on his back. Just as he was about to take a step, his eyebrows suddenly jumped, and a strong danger arose. Without any time to say more, he grabbed Jing Wushuang who was walking in front.

Boom...

In front of Jing Wushuang, a piece of soil that looked nothing strange suddenly exploded. A short and fat figure immediately soared into the sky, and a cluster of gloomy ghost fires were hovering around. Mu Feng's reaction was a little slower, and Jing Wushuang, who was walking in front, was probably about to be blown into pieces by the terrifying ghost fires!

"It's you?"

Looking at the white ghost with gloomy spirit, Mu Feng's heart sank.

After forcing the nigger to retreat again and again, he was always uneasy and always felt that something had been missing. Now, seeing the white ghost standing in front of him, he remembered that he almost forgot about this devil.

The two ghosts in the Beiliu are black and white, inseparable, and will never be alone. The black ghost is chasing behind, and the white ghost must be nearby. The reason why they did not chase each other hard behind is that they were prepared and set up an ambush around in front!

"Hahaha, the young man is indeed a little capable, good, good!"

Looking at Mu Feng with a solemn expression, the white ghost laughed loudly, raised his head and let out a long roar, and a full response came from a distance. Then, the black ghost who followed behind accelerated and chased after him. One by one, one behind, two demons surrounded Mu Feng and his party. On the rugged mountain road, there was a dense bamboo forest on one side, and on the other side was a cliff that was thousands of feet high, with nowhere to go.

"Brother Mufeng, what should I do?"

Looking at the two demons with ferocious faces, Jing Wushuang shivered and the medicine powder in her hand almost spilled out. While speaking, she subconsciously carried the medicine powder close to Mu Feng with her third-year junior high school back and hastily spilled the medicine powder on the wounds on her left and right arms of her third-year junior high school.

"fine!"

Mu Feng's face was cold, and he quickly looked at the surrounding environment. When the two ghosts of Beiliu were stepping forward step by step, thinking that the four of them could not fly, he suddenly raised the hostage Mu Qingyuan, "Get out, don't want this waste to die in front of you, so I will retreat from afar. I will count three times, otherwise I will break his muscles and bones one by one, three..."

"What, you dare?"

The white ghost in the hands of the Kazuki was angry and suddenly took a step forward, and the ghost fire hovering outside the body whirred. On the other side, the cold black ghost was also trying to pounce.

Click...

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in people's ears.

Mu Feng had no expression on his face and directly crushed one of Mu Qingyuan's finger bones. Instead of pinching them, he used force to crush them directly!

"ah……"

Mu Qingyuan, who was dragged all the way over mountains and ridges, screamed in a daze, and then gradually woke up. His fingers connected to his heart, and his whole body was trembling with pain.

"two……"

Mu Feng shouted coldly, and before Beiliu's double ghosts could react, his fingertips exerted force again.

This time, the ones crushed were no longer finger bones, but Mu Qingyuan's left clavicle on the waste. His right hand continued to grop up and stayed at his throat. With a light pinch, Mu Qingyuan, a playboy who had done all the bad things, would completely die!

"Biliu Shuang Lao, save me, save me..."

Mu Qingyuan raised his head with difficulty and begged hard.

He doesn't want to die, so he will never be willing to die here like this?

As the second young master of the Mu Mansion, he has status and status. He is still young and is far from enjoying the colorful world! As long as he is alive and returns to the Mu Mansion at the foot of the mountain, he can make a comeback and continue to spend time and drink after recuperation. If he dies, there will be nothing left!

At this moment, Mu Qingyuan forgot hatred, all kinds of despicable desires, and just wanted to live!

"Okay, you're cruel!"

After a glance, the black and white ghosts had to retreat aside.

Although Mu Qingyuan, a playboy, is despicable, but his identity is there. If you watch him die in front of you, it would be useless to tear Mu Feng and his party into pieces. At that time, who will bear his anger after the return of Mu Tie, a great disciple of the Transmission of Merit, returns?

Recalling the methods of Mu Tie, the great disciple of Mu's mansion, the two lawless devils who used to be lawless could not help but feel a stern in their hearts.

"Shuang'er, go!"

Mu Feng ordered in a deep voice to ask Jing Wushuang to leave first with the third grade of junior high school on her back. After she climbed to the top of the high mountain, she then took Mu Qingyuan, the waste, to leave slowly. Her two fingers were pressed coldly on his throat. With a little force, the latter would turn into a cold corpse!

"Second Young Master, then... that's the Second Young Master!"

"Don't rush, do you want the Second Young Master to die in front of you?"

...

The large group of guards rushed over panting at this time. After seeing the hostages in Mu Feng's hand, their faces changed drastically and they did not dare to act recklessly. Until Mu Feng's figure was about to disappear on the top of the mountain, they slowly chased him from afar.

He chased him too close, worried that Mu Feng would die and pull the second young master Mu Qingyuan to the bottom, and no one could afford the consequences. But if he was too far away, he was worried that Mu Feng would sneak into the dense forest and disappear without a trace. At that time, where would he go to save the second young master, and how would he explain to Mu Tie, the eldest disciple of Chuan Gong, and the elder Chuan Gong?

"Shuang'er, can you still leave?"

Looking at Jing Wushuang, who had been walking heavily and almost fell into the cliff several times, Mu Feng's face was filled with worry.

After the news spread, there must be more and more pursuers behind him, and there are even many real masters. If you cannot reach the Yinfeng Cave as soon as possible, the consequences will be unimaginable. Beiliu Double Ghost is cruel and scheming, and just temporarily suppressed them. Once Jing Wushuang and Chu San fall into their hands, it will be troublesome.

"fine!"

Jing Wushuang was out of breath, took a deep breath, and continued walking forward with her third grade on her back. Just as she was about to flow through a stream, her body suddenly shook and stopped in horror.

By the clear stream, there was a figure in white at some point. She sat cross-legged on a cold stone slab without moving, with a long sword on her knees.

White clothes, long swords, streams...

When Jing Wushuang saw the calm and composed man in white, he knew that he must be a master, a top master who was even more terrifying than the two ghosts in Beiliu!

What should I do if there are pursuers behind and strong enemies in front?

Jing Wushuang widened her beautiful eyes and subconsciously took a few steps back. At this moment, her heart was so nervous that she almost jumped out!
Chapter completed!
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