Chapter 143 Inescapable

The horse roared, and the whip was often used. Three tall horses on the road roared past. Deng Chanyu leaned against Boyi's arms, and the wind passed by. The trees on both sides retreated rapidly, and the wind came to her face, which was slightly rapid.

The warm and generous embrace is so comfortable and comfortable that Deng Chanyu can't help shaking her head gently, and the happy smile at the corners of her mouth does not flash.

"After all, I am a weak woman. What national affairs and camp opposition have nothing to do with me. Zhang Shan is dead, and my father's revenge is also revenge. As for the rest, it is not something that I can take care of as a weak woman!"

"Life is short, and it has been decades. It's worthless to be with Brother Yikao for a long time. For the rest, go with the wind!"

Deng Chanyu's thoughts changed a lot. Finally, she put down everything and completely became a delicate woman. She no longer thought about the hatred of the country. She only wanted to return to Xiqi with Boyi, live and die together, without complaint or regret.

Bo Yi held the beautiful woman in his arms and smelled the faint fragrance from her body. He was very happy. When he came to Nandu this time, he could actually meet the beautiful woman again. He was really happy. In a high mood, he couldn't help throwing the whip vigorously. The BMW under his body hissed, and the speed soared again, and the wind was even louder in his ears. The backward trees just scratched the corners of their eyes, leaving only a gray shadow.

The sky is clear, the sun is shining, and everyone is galloping forward. The wind is blowing, but they don't feel too hot.

At the time when everyone was about to whip, the sky was suddenly dark, and the misty fog suddenly swept over the air like a remnant of clouds. The gloomy wind came, and everyone gave off a sense of trembling for no reason. At this time, the three tall horses were all hissing and beating anxiously, but they did not dare to drive forward. They just kept turning in place, allowing everyone to urge them not to obey.

Deng Chanyu raised her head and stared at the sky. The sky, which was still shining brightly, was already cloudy at this time. The thunder was faint, and the wind seemed to be about to rain heavily.

When the sad gloomy wind came, Deng Chanyu shivered again. Suddenly, Deng Chanyu seemed to feel that she was in the southern capital of Hubei. E Chongyu's gray eyes without a trace of emotion flashed in her mind again, and the frozen eyes seemed to sweep over her again, lingering. The haze came to my mind.

"Brother" Deng Chanyu leaned close to Boyi Kao's body and muttered, leaning her delicate body against Boyi Kao's arms. Only when she felt its warmth could she drive away the uneasiness in her heart. Her father was dead, and he was the only one in the world.

Feeling the uneasiness of the beautiful woman in his arms, Boyicao couldn't help holding her tightly, but Boyicao was also uneasy in his heart, looking up at the sudden dark clouds in the air.

Even if the monks of Boyi Kao did not last long, there was still some spiritual sense. At this time, his fast-beating eyebrows no longer reminded Boyi Kao all the time that the great danger was approaching.

Boyi frowned, hugged the beautiful woman, and thought to himself, "Whether it's a blessing or a curse, with such a beautiful woman, my wish is enough!"

At this time, Tu Xingsun was no longer jealous and resentful. Bo Yikao and Deng Chanyu snuggled up sweetly. His obscene face showed unprecedented seriousness, and the mana around his body slowly rotated. If there was something wrong, he could use Taoism to fight back in time.

"Or escape!" Tu Xingsun thought to himself.

Although San Yisheng is not a monk, he also felt that the situation was not good and shouted, "I'd better abandon the horse!"

Before others could answer, there was a thunder in the air, which was deafening. Suddenly, the wind was raging, the sky was full of smoke and dust, and the wind was blowing. At this time, the three BMWs also suddenly jumped and fell down all the people who were caught off guard. Then they didn't care about anything. It seemed to be extremely afraid. The girl ran away and ran. There is also a long hiss, and the feeling of fear is self-evident.

Oh

But when they saw that the three horses did not drive ten feet away, they wailed together. In the eyes of everyone, they turned into three blood. Everyone was stunned, inhaled cold air, and the cold feeling surged to their heads.

"Ji Jie, why didn't you run away?" The cold sound suddenly remembered, almost freezing through the bone marrow, making the blood stagnant.

Boom! Boom!

Two huge blood-colored palms suddenly appeared out of thin air, attacking Tu Xingsun and San Yisheng. In the roar, with boundless blood evil spirit, awe-in-in-law. At the same time, a surging boundless momentum gushed out like a mountain, pouring out of mountains, and the trees in the fields were folded one after another, and the wind roared. The clouds rolled, and the ghosts and wolves howled unconsciously. At this moment, everyone only felt like they were in an infernal hell.

Horrible! It's terrible!

It was too late to say that it was fast at that time. When the turbulent momentum like the sea roared, Tu Xingsun's face turned pale in an instant, and there was no trace of blood. There was an extremely frightened look in the mouse's eyes, and he exclaimed, "Psage!"

The call was extremely sharp and harsh, but it showed the horror in the heart of the unearthed grandson. In his frightened eyes, the bloody palm was close to the heavenly spirit, and the awe-inspiring cold wind rushed into his nose with boundless blood, making his internal organs turn over the river and the sea, and he was about to vomit.

Regardless of the disgusting taste in his body and others, Tu Xingsun immediately turned his Xuangong and turned into a yellow light and disappeared. After that, he did not stop at all. He went straight away, ran away for thousands of miles, and once again, and once again, he used his life's learning to the fullest. Tu Xingsun did not dare to stop, in the boundless underground. I don't know how long it took until I was dizzy and turned out of the ground. I sat on the ground and gasped. My mana was exhausted. Since the monism, Tu Xingsun has not felt such a sense of exhaustion for a long time.

"Hahahaha" Tu Xingsun laughed loudly, "His grandma's, the Taoist master actually escaped alive from the hands of the quasi-saint!"

The terrible power of the quasi-saint has not been seen in person, but the horror of Daluo Jinxian has been witnessed a lot. After all, his teacher is the realm of Daluo. Just now, the momentum surged in, but it is far more powerful than his teacher's momentum, which is simply incomparable. If the momentum of Daluo is a stream, then the quasi-sacred The momentum is a vast sea, which is magnificent.

After half an hour, Tu Xingsun reluctantly got up, patted the dust and said to himself, "His mother's, there is a quasi-saint in Nandu. No wonder he can't find it!"

Then he frowned and remembered his palpitations yesterday. He was like falling into an ice cave and was uneasy, because he remembered the bloody spirit, and he had probably guessed who the inexplicable quasi-saint was.

"I hope that ancestor doesn't care about the Taoist master. The Taoist master is just a small role!" Tu Xingsun muttered to himself with a sad face, and then looked down in the direction. The yellow light flashed and looked at Xiqi.

"It doesn't matter. If the Taoist master doesn't die, he will be blessed. As for the rest, leave it to your uncle to deal with it!" The heartless Tu Xingsun forgot about Bo Yikao and others at the time, and wandered back to Xiqi

Boom!

The dust is flying, the earth and rocks are splashing, the wind is blowing, and the smoke and dust are rolling. The sky is full of gray, invisible objects, and the sound in my ears is still the same, rumbling, and I can't hear anything else.

After a long time, Boyi and Deng Chanyu opened their eyes and saw a huge deep pit several feet deep not far in front of them, shaped like a huge hand. At the bottom of the pit, there was still a pile of meat mud. There was nothing else. It was San Yisheng who died without any screaming.

"The Doctor!" Boyi shouted sadly, and he was so sad. When he was about to cry, he suddenly found that his hand was tightly held by Deng Chanyu.

"Brother!" Deng Chanyu called nervously in a low voice, and then pointed to the front. When Boyi saw this, he was immediately surprised and stared at it. He saw that the smoke and dust in front of him dissipated, and a shadow gradually appeared. When the smoke and dust dissipated, Boyi Kao suddenly changed his color and shouted, "Ehou!"

"Jie Jie, how dare you secretly rob my prisoner! My great prince, do you think this is your Xiqi? The ancestor of the Styx River was cold, and the cold breath permeated.

The boundless cold breath permeated, and Boyi Kao was also extremely afraid, but in front of the beautiful woman, he still had the courage to shout, "Yu'er is my fiancee. I hope the marquis can open up and achieve the good of the two of us. We will never forget each other!"

"Ji Jie, if you had told me clearly before, I might have agreed, but now it looks like this, my great prince, do you think it's possible?"

The ancestor of the Styx said quietly, and then smiled and said, "Besides, I heard that you still have a son named Jifa in Xiqi. The so-called country can't be said to be ownerless. Jiang Ziya wants to achieve the great cause of becoming a god. How can he not have established the lord of Xiqi so far? In this way, let me make a decision for him!"

Boyi Kao's face changed wildly when he heard the words. Listening to the words of the ancestor of the Styx River, he obviously intended to kill him. In the face of the fear of death, it was self-evident. At this time, Deng Chanyu suddenly clenched softly, and there were bursts of warmth. She looked down, but when she saw the beautiful woman's eyes rippling in autumn water, and her affection came.

Call

Boyi Kao gently exhaled a turbid breath, and his heart was relieved. The fear of death disappeared. The beautiful woman was beside her, living and dying together. There was no fear!

Holding Deng Chanyu's softness tightly, Boyi took it into his arms and muttered, "Yuer, since we can't grow old with you, let's go to Huangquan together!"

The beauty was speechless, but the slight nod had informed Bo Yi's intention.

"What a touching pair of jasper beauties, but I just want to go to Huangquan together. Let's wait for some days, and wait until my ancestor's plan is successful, Jie Jie Jie"

The cold eyes of the ancestor of the Styx River swept past Bo Yikao's body. The evil smiled, and the blood flashed. The three disappeared on the road, leaving a mess, a big trap with a fingerprint, and the miserable meat mud in the pit, telling everything just now.

(to be continued)