"I beg...women, help...save my concubine..." The young woman almost tried her best, looking at Mu Jieyu with clear eyes full of hope and prayer.

Mu Jieyu's eyes still did not fluctuate: "You will be fine." Just at this time Hua Xiangrong arrived, and Mu Jieyu pushed the young woman who was supported up to her, "Take care of her!"

Hua Xiangrong has always been obsessed with cleanliness. Although she has a pure heart and would not push away a young woman covered in blood, she couldn't help shouting: "Hey, why should I take care of you..."

Before Hua Xiangrong finished speaking, Mu Jieyu gave her a cold look: "Just because you are my slave at this moment!"

Leaving behind this sentence that distorted Hua Xiangrong's face, Mu Jieyu jumped away.

With this delay, the sound of fighting just now has gone away.

Mu Jieyu chased all the way to the grove before catching up with the entangled group of people.At a glance, it can be seen that there are three parties in the fight, and the three leaders among them are all difficult to deal with. They are all fighting around a carriage, and they all want to snatch that carriage.

In the chaos, the carriage was kicked over, and a man rolled out of the carriage. With just one glance in the night, Mu Jieyu could see clearly that the man was Feng Baocheng, the son of Feng Gao's ex-wife.

He saw one of the men in gray slash at Feng Baocheng while the other two were fighting.With a flick of Mu Jieyu's wrist, a silver needle came out of his hand, and the silver needle pierced into the palm of the unsuspecting man in gray.

The man in gray was suddenly plotted against. Seeing that the palm of his hand was instantly dark, and the mass of darkness quickly spread towards his arm, he immediately smeared a few streaks of blood on his arm.Stopping the flow of blood, however, even so, the black air only spread a little slower. Seeing this, I was shocked and didn't have time to worry about anything. A sharp light flashed in my eyes, and the five fingers of the other hand turned into knives, violently cutting my own The arm was severed.

Following his shrill scream, the other two people who were fighting also stopped. In a blink of an eye, they saw the man in gray lying on the ground with a completely black broken arm, and immediately became vigilant.

"It's the grandson who dared to plot against your grandpa. If he has the ability to fight against grandpa and me, what kind of a hero is he?" The old man in gray roared hoarsely.

Mu Jieyu had already tipped her toes, and she flew up like a white feather. As soon as the man in gray finished speaking, she landed lightly in front of Feng Baocheng: "Stealing is not a good man. Is it true that bullying the few and bullying the weak is a hero?" ?”

The three of them looked at the girl who appeared silently in front of them. She was dressed in white clothes like snow, and under the cover of the white gauze, only a pair of bright but icy eyes were revealed.Standing in the open field, with the cold moon hanging high behind her, she was like a fairy floating from the Guanghan Palace, her elegant and holy voice was completely elegant and unearthly.

Such a girl who looks so beautiful makes them, who are covered in blood, be on guard physically and mentally. Naturally, they don't really think that she fell from the sky. People's cultivation base is higher than theirs, so they can hide it from their eyes and ears. They are all veterans, so naturally they will not look down on the other party because they look young. You must know that many people with excellent martial arts in this world will have long faces. Now, who knows if this young looking girl is an old monster who has lived half a century?

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