HongHuang I am The Demon Kunpeng

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After waiting for two days, the inn was very suspicious of Kunpeng and the Mongolian emissaries and other people, but they did not dare to ask.

Especially in these two days, they couldn't close the door all day, only Mei Chaofeng's cold figure stood on the second floor of the inn, looking westwards at Huangsha World. Looking at her, they felt a sense of desperation for no reason, and how dare they come to annoy them.

Kun Peng was also happy to relax, but only told the Mongolian envoy to be optimistic about Mahmoud.

Although these two Mongolian emissaries are not kung fu masters, they are also the powerful confidants around Tiemuzhen, not worse than ordinary soldiers. Mahmoud was bound to his hands and feet again, and it was naturally impossible for them to escape under their guards.

Near the evening two days later, Mei Chaofeng looked at the thick dust in the distance and frowned. "Master, come and see."

Kun Peng heard the sound and came to the door quickly, staring at the distance with concentration, "Come."

Other guests and shop owners did not know what they were looking at, let alone what was coming, listened to their conversations, and looked west from their respective positions.

"Is it a sandstorm?"

For the inn and travelers who are about to pass through the Kizilum Desert, the sandstorm is their least favorite.

They couldn't help but look up at Kunpeng and Mei Chaofeng. These people are too arrogant and unpredictable for them.

Kun Peng said: "Super wind, you take care of them, I will meet these people here and confirm their purpose."

"Master, are you going alone? Otherwise, Chaofeng will follow you."

"No, the three of them need you to take good care of them. If someone is against them, don't talk about killing."

"Okay. With Master's words, Chaofeng let go of his hands and feet."

Kun Peng nodded, jumped downstairs, and quickly came to the stable, pulled the sweaty horse, and instantly disappeared into the sand and dust.

The inn looked at the dust in the distance: "Why is this man so fast, and this horse, it seems that it is the sweaty BMW of the Western Region?"

Another person sneered at the man: "Horse has been tied in the stable for so many days, do you find out that it is a sweaty BMW now?"

Just as they were discussing, several people suddenly came to the back of the inn secretly, jumped three times, and turned into the rooms of Kunpeng and the Mongolian messenger on the second floor.

Mei Chaofeng was staring at Kunpeng who was far away, and suddenly heard the sound of someone walking in Kunpeng's room. At the same time, the Mongolian messenger next door screamed: "Who is coming!"

Then I heard the sound of swords touching.

Mei Chaofeng knew that someone must have taken advantage of Kunpeng to leave to kill the Mongolian emissary. Flashing into the messenger's room, the two messengers were struggling to resist the two masked men in black.

"Bold thief, take your life!"

Mei Chaofeng's figure and voice floated at the same time, and the long sword shook, and two masked men were hacked and stabbed.

The wounded wanted to take the road and escape, but how did Mei Chaofeng let him escape, the sword shook, and he broke his hamstring: "Do you still want to run?"

The man looked at Mei Chaofeng in horror. He had already seen that she didn't want to kill him for the time being, otherwise she wouldn't need to hurt his hamstrings: "Women's lives, women's lives!"

"Why stab, who instructs?"

"Women, we are not going to kill the Mongols..."

"Who are you going to kill?"

"Mahmoud."

When Mahmoud heard this, he shivered with rage: "Why should I kill me? I have done so many things for the motherland, who will let you kill me? King Mahmoud will certainly kill you."

"We were sent by King Mahmoud. Who let you be caught by them and did not commit suicide?"

"You guys..."

Mei Chaofeng raised his hand, and the black man's head was cut off.

"I'm optimistic about Mahmoud, and there are people next to them. I'm going to be cut."

The two messengers immediately stood beside Mahmoud and saw Mei Chaofeng go out, but whispered to Mahmoud: "If we knew they were here to kill you, we should not stop them and let them kill you." ."

After hearing their words, Mei Chaofeng ignored them and came to Kunpeng's room. Two men in black were jumping out of the window behind them.

She flew out of the window immediately, and the two hadn't fallen to the floor, and had their heads cut off.

At the same time, someone jumped out of his room and several other rooms. ..

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