Chapter 131 Battle of Tianshan

Xiaole and Anzi found the net according to the map drawn by Zhehan. After finishing what they had to do, they hurried down the mountain. On Xiaoyin's back, Xiaole has been silent. Anzi didn't know what to say to Xiaole and didn't say anything. When she came back, the atmosphere was really a little boring.

When he returned to the mouth of the cave, Xiaole still didn't say anything, and Anzi was inevitably a little worried about Xiaole. Are you all right?"

Xiaole lay on Xiaoyin's back and looked at the sky with a wry smile. I didn't expect that Yiran and I would have a head-on confrontation one day. It turned out that her father killed our mother. Now we are going to kill her father in front of her. Fate is really good at teasing people. Xiaole sighed helplessly.

"Tomorrow." Anzi paused for a moment. Will you show mercy?" Anzi is worried that Xiaole will be influenced by emotions.

"No." Xiaole answered very simply, and Wanxuan's death was vivid. How could she forget this deep hatred? I will always remember that my mother died so unfairly and my father was so sad every day.

"But after all, she saved your life and killed her father." This is what Anzi is most worried about.

"At worst, kill An Wenfeng, and I will deal with it as she wants! I will never return it." If Xiaole wants to kill herself, it's hard to have a complaint.

"Then she wants to pay for her life?" Anzi sat up nervously on Xiaoyin's back.

"Then give her your life!" There is no fear on Xiaole's face.

"I won't let anyone hurt you, never." Anzi said firmly to Xiaole.

Xiaole looked at Anzi so seriously and smiled. Take a rest!" Xiaole pulled Anzi back to Xiaoyin's back. There will be a good fight tomorrow. Let's talk about it tomorrow.

Anzi lay beside Xiaole and held Xiaole's hand. You are as important as my life. I won't let anyone hurt you." As he spoke, Anzi's eyelids slowly fell down.

Xiao Le's other hand holds Anzi's hand. Good night." Xiaole was really moved when she saw Anzi sleeping. Thank God for letting me meet such a good you in this world. Thank you.) Xiaole continued to look up in the sky. Yiran, tomorrow's war, maybe our sisterhood will be broken like this!) Xiaole opened his eyes and looked up to the sky until dawn.

"Did you take a good rest last night? Why are your eyes bloody?" Anzi looked into Xiaole's eyes carefully and felt that Xiaole should be a little tired!

"It's okay." Xiaole smiled. Xiaoyin, let's go!" Xiaole patted Xiaoyin's head.

"Xiao Yin, etc. Can you really do it?" Anzi is worried about Xiaole's mental state.

"Don't worry." Xiaole smiled confidently. Do you remember our plan?

"Of course." Anzi remembered every word Xiaole said.

"What about you?" Xiaole patted Xiaoyin's head again. Xiaoyin was a creature that could not speak. He could only use other methods to prove that he had remembered. Xiaoyin shook his head. Want to shake us down! I know, "

"Then let's go!" Anzi took a deep breath.

"An Wenfeng, come out." Anzi shouted loudly at the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Anzi's words fell, a huge net fell from the sky. An Wenfeng thought they could catch them off guard, but unfortunately they had been prepared for it.

Xiao Le and others pretended to be arrested. An Wenfeng, you are a despicable. Xiaole scolded angrily.

"An Wenfeng, don't use these invincibility tricks if you have the guts." Anzi cursed louder than Xiaole.

"Haha," An Wenfeng knew that they were arrested and led Yiran and Hongye, as well as his disciples out to see them arrested.

"Xiaole, Anzi." Yiran and Hongye almost screamed.

"Big Snake." The red leaf looked at the silver-white snake that had trained him, and the pupils of the red leaf were infinitely enlarged.

An Wenfeng looked back at Yiran and Hongye. You know each other." An Wenfeng pointed to Xiaole and asked.

"An Wenfeng." Xiaole shouted, and An Wenfeng slowly turned his head. You killed my mother, and you still dare to live in the world.

"Ha, that's Xuanmei. What's the advantage of living at the bottom of the cliff with that old guy? Follow me and enjoy endless glory and wealth. It won't end up in the end. You are not in my hands today. Unexpectedly, Wei Chuchao taught him just like this. An Wenfeng snorted arrogantly.

"An Wenfeng, your child is listening behind you. Do you treat their mother like this?" Anzi thought that the plan must change.

"Hmm." An Wenfeng just snorted coldly and didn't say a word.

"What are you humming?" What Yiran dislikes most is that he treats his mother like this. Mother will die because of you. Haven't you had any self-reproach and regret for so many years?

"How can he regret it? He went to the bottom of the cliff to find my mother a year ago, and finally used dirty tricks to kill our mother. Anzi was eager to arouse Yiran's anger, so that An Wenfeng was worried about internal and external troubles to see what other ability he had.

"What." Yiran ran to An Wenfeng. Have you ever loved your mother? Say it, say it!" Yiran couldn't care about anything and grabbed An Wenfeng's arms desperately and shook them.

"Bang." An Wenfeng slapped Yiran's face, and An Wenfeng's hand trembled. It's not your turn to question me yet.

"Sister." Hongye walked to Yiran's side. Let's go! We won't need it here."

Yi Ran held back the tears that were about to fall. Well, An Wenfeng, today's slap is to return your kindness, and we will not owe each other in the future.

Hongye pulled Yiran's hand in, and An Wenfeng looked at each other angrily. It's all you. I'm going to kill you." An Wenfeng suddenly felt that his chest was so stuffy and painful. An Wenfeng covered his chest and Xiaole sneered. Xiaoyin. Xiaoyin turned over and the net was broken.

"You, you." An Wenfeng covered his chest and was dragged aside by other disciples.

"An Wenfeng, since you are so despicable to us, we don't have to deal with you so openly." Anzi held the sword in his hand and approached An Wenfeng step by step.

"Do you feel very painful and stuffy in your chest?" Xiaole pretended to be pitiful An Wenfeng. What a pity."

"This is our personal grudge against An Wenfeng. I don't want to hurt the innocent." Anzi warned the idiots who were ready to attack.

"Brother, senior sister. The master was injured. Just as Yiran and Hongye were about to leave, a disciple came to inform them.

"It's none of our business. Let's go." Yiran pulled the red leaves and was about to leave.

Red leaves blocked Yiran's way. Sister, go and help him! One last time!"

"Red leaves." Yiran turned away.

"Sister, after all, the blood on us is his, isn't it?" Hongye still read his kindness.

Yiran looked back at the red leaves and sighed deeply. Let's go!"

"Death!" Xiaole took out the sword in his hand and waved it to An Wenfeng, but when the tip of the sword was about to touch An Wenfeng's throat, another sword blocked Xiaole's sword, and Xiaole looked up and saw the familiar face. Yiran, I don't want to be your enemy.

"Xiaole, for my face, let him go!" The pleasant eyes are very complicated. I don't know if it's hate or love.

"The hatred of killing mother is not the same." Xiaole broke off Yiran's sword, but Yiran would not shrink back, so she fought with Xiaole.

"Hongye, I don't want to fight with you." Anzi's sword has been mounted on Hongye's neck.

"Anzi, use my life to kill him, okay?" Hongye knew that Anzi had to live with his life, so he could only exchange his life for his life.

"Red leaf, go away." Anzi's sword pulled away from Hongye's neck and wiped it away in the direction of An Wenfeng, but the speed of Hongye was trained early. Just fight with Anzi.

An Wenfeng's heart ached as soon as he moved, but An Wenfeng sat there motionless and watched the four of them fight. When the four fought, they all beckoned to show mercy, and there was no difference between victory or defeat. When Xiaole saw a gap, Xiaole waved his sword and stabbed An Wenfeng. Yiran saw that Xiaole's sword had stabbed An Wenfeng. An Wenfeng himself stepped back a few steps. Xiaole's sword approached step by step. Yiran took Xiaole's hand and pulled it back. When Xiaole turned around, a palm wind turned to Xiaole's once hurt heart. Dirty.

Xiaole looked at Yiran and retreated like this. Xiaoyin did not fight with those disciples and wrapped Xiaole's body with a snake tail, otherwise Xiaole would fall into the abyss. Xiaole." Anzi gave up fighting with Hongye and ran to Xiaole's side and helped Xiaole up. Just as he stood up, Xiaole spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Xiaole." Yiran looked at his hand and looked at Xiaole with a pale face. I didn't mean to."

"You saved me." Xiaole said and spit another mouthful of blood. Now I'll pay you back."

"Xiaole, let me treat you." Yiran said that he was about to come over.

"Don't come here." Anzi stopped approaching happily. Xiaole, you can only use this method.

"Hmm." Xiaole nodded. Xiaole took out the ink flute and stared at An Wenfeng and played the ink flute. In an instant, Tianshan attracted many snakes around, which caught everyone off guard. The poisonous snake began to attack everyone in Tianshan, and An Wenfeng was no exception. Yiran and Hongye were busy fighting with poisonous snakes. How could they deal with An Wenfeng when they had time? Xiaole wanted An Wenfeng to move his true spirit to attack.

"Ah!" An Wenfeng listened to the miserable cry and call for help of his disciples, but he did not do anything. The moment An Wenfeng looked up, he endured the severe pain in his chest and ran to Hongye's side.

"Be careful." An Wenfeng stood in front of the red leaves, and a poisonous snake bit An Wenfeng's foot. An Wenfeng had just moved his true breath. Coupled with the snake poison, this time he was bound to die. Xiaole then withdrew the sound of the flute, and the poisonous snake disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Zhehan has been hiding behind the door to watch what happened. Master, master." Hongye lay on the ground with An Wenfeng.

"I'm sorry." An Wenfeng said sincerely to Hongye.

"Humph, An Wenfeng, you used ' Charming Red' to make my mother so hard. Today, I will return your 'Longming Road' to give you a taste of half-dead feeling. Anzi stared at An Wenfeng hatefully.

An Wenfeng slowly stood up with the help of red leaves. I have to put my back on my back even if I die." After saying that, An Wenfeng pushed away the red leaves beside him and rushed to Xiaole. The two rolled down the cliff, and Xiaoyin followed them down.

"Mother." Zhehan saw this scene inside and ran out of it.

"Dad." This is the first time that Hongye has publicly called An Wenfeng. Dad."

"Mother." Zhehan burst into tears. My mother." Zhehan cried bitterly. Dad."

"Xiao Yin will save your mother." Anzi pinned all his hopes on Xiaoyin.

"Xiaole." Yiran looked at the bottom of the cliff. I hit her, I hit her." Yiran is still worried about the palm just now.

Xiaoyin appeared in front of everyone. It held Xiaole tightly and put Xiaole safely flat on the ground.

"Mother." Zhe Han threw himself into Xiaole's arms and cried.

"Where's my father?" Hongye ran to Xiaoyin, but Xiaoyin couldn't speak. Dad." Hongye looked at the bottom of the cliff and was about to go down. She was pulled by Yiran and slapped Hongye fiercely.

"Wake me up." With this slap, Hongye sat on the ground. Don't cry for that man, do you hear me?"

"Xiaole." Anzi saw that Xiaole was lying on the ground dying, and Anzi's heart was tied together.

Yiran turned her head to look at Xiaole and hurriedly ran over. Xiaole, how are you?

"Go away, I hate you, I hate you." Zhehan cried and pushed away the pleasant approach.

"I didn't mean to." Yiran doesn't know what to say.

"Now we are clear." Anzi took Xiaole to sit on Xiaoyin's back. Xiaoyin took Zhehan on his back and quickly left.

Yi Ran looked at their departure back and became more and more blurred. Looking back at the red leaves sitting on the ground in a daze, this decisive battle was really heavy casualties.