Chapter 382: Raiders the old virgin seven hundred years ago

"What's the use of how flexible the action is? Do you have irregular steps when I attack you?" Sometimes the formation does not require hands, and the same goes for her to step on with her feet. He held his neck and said arrogantly: "Although this Beidou Soul Locking Formation is only a small formation, it is still very good for you. I said that if you dare to move him, I will not let you go. Right."
Being pointed at by Han Yuan Sword, this demon was no longer arrogant but couldn't stop begging for mercy, "Fairy! Xuanmen has always been compassionate. If I can spare my life, I will definitely change it!"
"Compassionate... you seem to be right." There seemed to be a moving expression on the face of the scenery, and when the demon was about to relax, she smiled again: "However, this is a Buddhist rule."
He raised the sword and fell, the scenery turned around, not looking at the head of the man behind him landing, and not looking at the demon before he wailed and died in smoke.
Real man, never look back!
Being so handsome by herself, she retracted the Han Yuan sword, and hurriedly ran to the man's side. She squatted down and thought for a long time before remembering some healing techniques, no matter how many things they were, they threw them on him. After going over, I saw golden spells and light constantly appearing on the man's body. Although the blood was not flowing so fiercely, the wound was still there.
Scenery suddenly remembered the medicine Xiaoxiao had given her. She took out the medicine bottle from the storage bracelet and violently tore open his clothes. Fortunately, he was unconscious at this time, otherwise he would be incompetent. She poured the medicine on his wound. She didn't know what medicine it was, but the blood from his wound finally stopped.
The scenery breathed a sigh of relief, and then there was time to take a closer look at what he looked like, closed eyes, tall nose, and thin lips that lost their blood...The combination of exquisite facial features is called He has a picturesque appearance and looks like a man.
He is undoubtedly handsome, even the arrogance of being seriously injured and unwilling to fall with a sword is also very exciting.
Scenery couldn't help putting his hand on his pale face, and whispered: "Fang Yue, don't sleep anymore, wake up quickly."
Fang's closed eyes moved slightly.
He heard outside voices, but was unable to respond. The warm feeling of the hand on his face made him feel unexplainably comfortable.
Feng Jing bit her lip and thought for a while, and tried her best to carry him on her back. After all, she was a big man who was much taller than her. So these movements were very difficult for her. After carrying the man on her back with difficulty, She couldn't help nagging, "Fang Yue, I said you are stupid, an old monster pretending to be a child, you will be attacked by him, and I don't even look at you."
He was only killing many demon empresses, and when he suddenly saw a child, the sword in his hand stopped subconsciously, which caused the demon to be injured.
The more Fang wanted to argue, but he didn't have the strength.
"Fortunately, I don't know why I will be here, otherwise you will really die here. You know, it is not easy for me to find someone to speak presumptuously. I will be very troubled if you die." As he said, he kicked the cold abyss sword on the ground that did not belong to her again, "Hey, your master is about to die. If I take out my cold abyss sword and fly, I won't be able to take you with you, in order to save you. Master, just give me a fly."
Han Yuan Jian did not move.