"Let's go!" Yao Qingzi said urgently, seemingly not noticing Song Fan's changing expression.
"Yes." Song Fan nodded silently, quickly escaped from the battle with Yao Qingzi, and flew away into the distance.
"Chase me!" Song Junwei pursued him relentlessly, followed by a group of fierce gangsters holding long bows and powerful crossbows.
Song Fan looked back and saw that the fighting in the distance was still fierce. Song Junwei led his men to catch up, and his pace became a little faster.
"Fire the arrow!" Song Junwei roared.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Those gangsters opened their bows and fired arrows, and the arrows came like rain. The two people running in front were like living targets.
"Be careful!" Song Fan stretched out his hand and pulled hard. He felt a soft body bump into his arms. His body immediately trembled. He felt indescribably comfortable all over his body. But what followed was a heartbreaking pain on his shoulder.
pain.
"Hmph!" Yao Qingzi snorted and stared at Song Fan with a blushing face, wondering if this guy was taking advantage of the opportunity? But she immediately saw that Song Fan's shoulder was injured, and there was a trace of blood oozing out of it.
Threads of blood.
"Are you okay?" Yao Qingzi felt guilty and asked with slight concern.
"It's okay, it's just a little skin injury!" Song Fan shook his head, "Just stay in my arms and don't move!"
Yao Qingzi rolled his eyes, and as expected he didn't move any more, just like a quiet cat, letting Song Fan hold him in his arms.
Song Fan can be described as selfless, but who knows, the arrow just now was only half an inch away from Yao Qingzi. If Song Fan hadn't pulled her into his arms, Yao Qingzi would have died.
The two parties were chasing and escaping for more than an hour in the blink of an eye.
Song Fan was hit by flying arrows countless times, leaving many large and small wounds all over his body. He was bleeding all over his body, making him look like a bloody man. But as he said himself, these were just skin.
In terms of external injuries, Song Fan's body was not something that these ordinary soldiers could harm.
Gradually, the gangsters lost their strength and stopped chasing, leaving only Song Junwei alone to pursue relentlessly.
Looking at Song Fan who was walking swiftly in front of him, Song Junwei felt extremely depressed. This boy was just at the peak of his training. How could he have such sufficient physical strength? Moreover, he was holding someone in his arms.
Of course, Song Junwei was not afraid at all when competing with Song Fan in terms of physical strength. He was quite confident in his own strength in the True Qi Realm.
"Song Fan..." Yao Qingzi looked at Song Junwei who was chasing him closer and closer, and couldn't help but open his mouth.
"Shut up! Don't talk to me now!" Song Fan's steps were flying, and he was panting at the same time.
Song Fan had taken the Dragon's Birthday Fruit and used dragon blood to temper his body, and his physical strength was indeed good, but running for more than an hour with a person in his arms was really too much.
He didn't dare to stop now. Once he stopped and Song Junwei caught up, it would be a dead end.
Song Fan felt angry in his heart, and there was also an evil fire in his body. Although Yao Qingzi was only thirteen or fourteen years old, his body was really well developed. He held Yao Qingzi in his arms, and as he ran, their bodies
The constant friction aroused his most primitive desires.
If it were the past, that would be fine. But now Song Fan is not in any mood to appreciate the beauty in his arms.
Song Fan's figure suddenly paused as he flashed past, and due to inertia, Yao Qingzi's whole body stuck to him, allowing him to enjoy it again.
Yao Qingzi's pretty face blushed slightly, but now was not the time to pursue such a matter, so she couldn't help but urge: "He's almost catching up, why don't you run away!"
"Damn it, I'm so exhausted." Song Fan put down Yao Qingzi, panted heavily, pointed to the front, and said: "It's not that I won't run, it's that there is no way out, you yourself
look."
Hearing this, Yao Qingzi looked past Song Fan's body and saw a cliff ahead. They were chased all the way here by Song Junwei and had no way to escape.
Now, the two of them were standing on the edge of the cliff, facing the bottomless cliff.
"Haha, Song Fan, why don't you run away! God wants to kill you. Today, you will definitely die!"
Song Junwei, who was chasing them from behind, was overjoyed when he saw that there was a cliff in front of them with no way to escape.
"Jump down!"
Looking at Song Junwei who was approaching step by step, Song Fan's thoughts changed rapidly, and he suddenly turned his head and shouted to Yao Qingzi.
With his current level of cultivation, facing Song Junwei, who has been in the True Qi Realm for many years, there is only one way to die. What's more, there is Yao Qingzi next to him. However, jumping off the cliff still has a glimmer of hope.
"Yeah." Yao Qingzi thought for a moment, gritted his silver teeth, and nodded sharply.
Subconsciously, Yao Qingzi's little hand held Song Fan's, and the two of them fell off the cliff together, blown by the gentle breeze.
When falling, Song Fan subconsciously held Yao Qingzi in his arms to reduce the damage to her from the unexpected rocks and branches.
Song Fan only heard the whistling wind in his ears. He didn't know how long he had been falling. His falling figure stopped for a moment. With a click, a branch as thick as an arm was crushed, followed by several more crisp sounds.
, crushing several branches in succession, and finally stopped completely.
Song Fan subconsciously opened his eyes, and when he scanned them, he found that this place was already at the bottom of the cliff, and his clothes happened to be hung by a protruding branch.
Glancing at the bottom of the cliff below, Song Fan couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. Fortunately, he was hung on a branch. If he fell down like this, he wouldn't be smashed into a puddle of flesh.
"How are you?" Song Fan looked at Yao Qingzi in his arms and asked softly. Under his strict protection, the latter was not seriously injured except for a gray face.
"I'm fine..." Yao Qingzi suddenly discovered that Song Fan was hanging on a branch, holding her in a very weird posture, and her pretty face turned slightly red.
"Let's go down first." Yao Qingzi said with a pretty face.
Song Fan responded with a smile, and immediately his body swayed, and he jumped down with Yao Qingzi in his arms. The soles of his feet landed on the ground, and Song Fan felt a sense of stability, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Can you put me down now?" Yao Qingzi said with a slight blush on her face.
Song Fan smiled awkwardly and quickly put the medicine down gently, but he felt a little reluctant to let go. He thought of the painful and happy feeling when he was chased by Song Junwei just now.
"Thank you for saving me." Yao Qingzi looked at Song Fan with her bright eyes. As soon as she left Song Fan's arms, she didn't know why, but she felt an inexplicable sense of loss.
"This is what any man would do in such a situation." Song Fan waved his hand casually and smiled.
"Really?" Yao Qingzi murmured in a low voice, with a hint of resentment in it.
"You bad guy, how dare you take advantage of me just now." The next moment, Yao Qingzi snorted and stepped hard on Song Fan's sole with her delicate little feet.
"If there is another time, I will never forgive you, did you hear me?" Yao Qingzi waved her pink fist in front of Song Fan, demonstrating to Song Fan.