47, the rescue is late

The knife light is cut horizontally from the back of Fatty Mo's neck. Maybe he didn't expect that Ye Guyun had the courage to attack him, or maybe he was bold and believed that this knife did not harm him at all.

"Look for death!" The black wind thief Lao Qi roared, flew with a sword in the horizontal, and picked out Ye Guyun's knife. The tip of the sword also collapsed.

At this time, neither Fat Mo nor the black wind thief Lao Qi thought that the tip of the sword was cut off by Ye Guyun's knife. They only thought that the tip of the sword was broken by the anti-shock force of Mo Fatty's body protection.

Ye Guyun's body was shocked by Mo Pangzi's protective power and flew out, and then he was grabbed by Mo Pangzi's virtual and threw it straight into the hands of the fat man.

shou shou by the dead man and facing the fierce light in the eyes of the fierce black wind thief, Ye Guyun was not panicked, and some of them were still endless hatred.

Fat Mo, who often smashed his body against the enemy, was famous for being fierce, and he couldn't help but be slightly suffocated by Ye Guyun's hatred. It was clear that this boy was not a soft bone. He gave up his plan to force a confession and restored the previous simple old man's fake appearance as if nothing had happened. He smiled and said, "Ye Guyun, let's do a business."

"Bah!" He spit and watched Fatty Mo avoid it. Ye Guyun scolded viciously, "Fatty, even if I die, I will turn into a fierce ghost to take your life!"

The hatred is like a fire in hell, burning Fatty Mo's face. The fat on his face twitched, but he said kindly, "Why do you have to say so? As long as you hand in a bloody knife, I can spare your companions not to die."

"The blood knife is really for the blood knife." Ye Guyun stared at Fatty Mo with hatred, his eyes were congested, and the red color seemed to be about to bleed.

"Ye Guyun, the blood knife is a disaster for you. Why do you have to be so ruthless? Now that Hanjiang has been captured, Han Jing has fallen into our hands. It is actually very simple to save them.

gritting his teeth, Ye Guyun asked, "Han Jing, have you caught you?"

Originally, I didn't know the whereabouts of Han Jing, but Fatty Mo added her purely to increase chips.

With Ye Guyun's experience, it can't be seen that Mo Fatty, the old fox, was cheating. Not to mention that Han Jing was not in his hands, even Han Jiang was injured and unconscious. He was busy chasing Ye Guyun and did not capture him.

The bloody knife is like the life of Ye Guyun, but Hanjiang is like a brother and sister, and Han Jing is more important than her life. He did not hesitate too much and said indifferently, "I want to see A Jing and A Jiang first, and then take you to get the knife."

When speaking, Ye Guyun kept holding the knife he carried with him, and the black knife body was very inconspicuous.

Even if more than one accomplice died on this knife, Fatty Mo and others did not have any doubt, or the blood knife they saw from the information did not match the knife in Ye Guyun's hand. Maybe they didn't think he would carry the blood knife on his body so casually.

The boy in Hanjiang is not as slippery as night. Fatty Mo believed that he could not run far and said confidently, "I can only agree to let you see the cold river first."

"I want to see Han Jing safe." Ye Guyun insisted.

Han Jing didn't know where she was going. She should have been taken away by Yang Feng, Yang Feng! Isn't it the genius star of Xuanqi Temple? Fatty Mo's heart jumped and immediately shook his head: Yang Feng is from the Xuanqi Temple, and Han Jing is from the ancient Xuan family. How can she worship Yang Feng as her teacher? It's completely impossible!

His small eyes narrowed, and Fatty Mo said coldly, "I can show you the parts on Han Jing's body first. You can choose any part of the little beauty.

This fat man is the black wind thief who kills the door without blinking. He can do it! This thought burst into Ye Guyun's heart like a poisonous snake, instantly disintegrating his courage to persist.

"Okay, let me see the cold river first."

"That's right." Fatty Mo smiled and returned to the old man's appearance.

The cooperation between the black wind thief Lao Qi and Fatty Mo was extremely tacit. As early as when Fatty Mo threatened Ye Guyun with Hanjiang and Hanjing, he wink at another accomplice, and the two quietly went back to find Hanjiang.

Mo Fatty was supposed to wait in place, but Ye Guyun refused. He took Ye Guyun in a circle and heard Lao Qi's roar. He pretended to think that the night was lonely and said, "You walk too slowly. I'll take you there."

carrying Ye Guyun to the place where the cold river fainted, Fatty Mo had a feeling of being peeped. After letting Ye Guyun take a look, he quickly took him away, and the other two black wind thieves also left.

Deep in the forest, a voice said, "This fat man is quite alert. He still wants to get rid of us."

A bird call that seemed to be sarcastic sounded, and then a red light passed through the forest and flashed in the direction of Fatty Mo.

Hanjiang lay quietly and knew nothing about the situation around him.

In the depths of this sunset mountain range, there are fierce beasts at any time. If the Hanjiang doesn't wake up, he will be lucky enough to escape from the black wind thief, and he will also die in the belly of insects and beasts.

A green bamboo leaf meanders out of the grass. Its back is grass green, and the outermost dorsal scales are white in the center. There is a white side line after the neck. There is a golden red side line in the white side line, and the ventral surface is yellow-green. On the head of the triangular snake, in the yellow eyes, the oval pupils are vertically straight, and the tail is burnt yellow.

Ordinary bamboo leaves bite people and will not die at that time. But ordinary bamboo leaves dare not come to the depths of the sunset mountains at all. When it quietly swam to the broken arm of the Hanjiang River, a strange dark golden light appeared in its pupils, which clearly showed that it was a mutant bamboo leaf green.

Han Jing and Yang Feng came at this time and saw the light in the snake's eye. They were so anxious that they were throwing the ice sword out as a dart.

The ice light passed through, and the tip of the sword accurately passed through the bamboo leaf green triangle snake head, and took it out and nailed it to the tree trunk next to it. The unlucky bamboo leaf green, weakly slapped the tree trunk twice, and turned into a frozen snake hanging there.

Even the sword could not be picked. Han Jing hugged Hanjiang and shouted anxiously, "Ajiang!"

Hearing the sound of Han Jing, Han Jiang didn't open his eyes and shouted, "Go back and call people. Mo Fatty of Xuanqi Temple are bad people. They are chasing A Yun!"

"Jing, someone is coming. It should be the cold family! Give Hanjiang to them, and we'll save Ye Guyun," Yang Feng said in a low and hurry, and then dodged away.

Han Jing subconsciously raised her head, and a dark shadow fell in front of her. He shouted with relief: "Miss is here."

Then five cold family shadow guards fell.

Pushing Hanjiang to the nearest shadow guard, Han Jing quickly ran to pull out the ice soul sword and said very quickly, "Mo Fatty are black wind thieves. They are here to catch A Yun. I'll save A Yun!"

Within's reaction, Han Jing flew to Yang Feng and disappeared.

"Miss!"

"Ajing, don't want it!"

When the cold family shadow guard chased after him, he felt a wave of powerful mysterious power coming. Fortunately, the man in the dark did not hurt them. He only shocked them back and the mysterious power disappeared.

Blocked by this sudden mysterious force, Hanjia Yingwei wanted to chase Han Jing again, and she had already gone to the mountain.

In Han Jing's imagination, it should be Yang Feng to stop the shadow guard of the Han family for her, but when she rushed over, he caught her and took her away directly. Therefore, she didn't know that the cold shadow guard was blocked at all, and she was inevitably sad: her father really didn't want me, so the family shadow guard just called twice and didn't come to stop me.

Seeing Han Jing's sad face, she only thought that she was worried about Hanjiang. Yang Feng advised, "Don't worry, we will rush directly to the black wind to steal the nest now, and we will definitely save A Yun."

"Do you know that the black wind steals the old nest?" Han Jing asked in surprise, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were still sad.

Don't like to see Han Jing's sad look, Yang Feng deliberately teased her: "You don't think that the one who knows the black wind steals the nest is the black wind thief. Then I'll say I don't know."

With a frown, Han Jing said angrily, "Don't joke, or I'll cut you with a sword!" The hand holding the sword also drew a few strokes at Yang Feng.

"You always threaten the master with a sword. You are a best disciple, and no one will accept it except for being a teacher." Yang Feng smiled. After that, before Han Jing was about to lose her temper, he said with great certainty: "As a teacher, I do know the nest of the black wind thief. As long as you agree to be a teacher and don't work rudely, I will accompany you as a teacher."

"Good!" Han Jing answered very simply. This is not a reckless meaning, and she thinks it can be ignored directly.

Thinking that Han Jing did not take her warning seriously, Yang Feng had to tell her the situation of a black wind thief in detail.

The thirteen thieves of the black wind are not only thirteen bandits that ordinary people think, but is equivalent to a sect with 13 people in each generation.

Of course, the history of this sect is not long ago, and it has only been passed down for three generations so far. That is to say, in addition to Mo Pang and others, there are 26 old guys in the nest of the black wind thief, plus a group of candidates being trained.

Even if not everyone stays behind, the black wind steals the nest, which is extremely dangerous than Yang Feng and Han Jing.

Therefore, Yang Feng asked Han Jing to agree and completely obey his order.

"Alle." Han Jing still answered cheerfully, but her expression was full of anxiety.

According to Yang Feng, the nest of the black wind thief is in the Black Wind Ridge, perpendicular to the sunset mountains, out of the sunset mountains, and there are about 600 miles, and there is no shortcut to copy.

Han Jing believes that as long as the speed is fast enough, it is very likely to intercept Mo Fatty and others halfway, which is much easier than to save people in their nest. She has always been shrewd, but she hasn't thought: Did Fatty Mo and the others must have returned to their nest?

Yang Feng did not push back at this time, and the injury on his body seemed to heal without medicine. With Han Jing, she crossed the forest all the way, and her body was extremely light and fast.

When or, Han Jing will want to ask, "Master, do you want to take a break?"

"I can still support you as a teacher." Yang Feng always answered like this, and his face was extremely sincere, which moved Han Jing even more, and his eyes became more and more gentle.

It is not easy to leave the Sunset Mountains, and from time to time there are powerful mysterious beasts. Sensing their powerful breath, the two needed to make a detour, so it took a long time.