Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Hearing Duan Xiao's painful howl like "calling...bed", Ji Jiu's brows became tighter and tighter, and his strikes became heavier and heavier.

His strength not only contained dissatisfaction and jealousy of Fu Liang's betrayal, but also disgusted with Duan Xiao's intoxication.

Unknowingly, it seemed like a long time passed, Ji Jiu's grip on the whip was painful, and his wrist was already sore. After he had played enough, he took back the whip dully, turned around and left the empty room.

"Master, don't go! Master! Don't leave me! Master... Please..." Duan Xiao's soul was rampaging around Yuansoulu, struggling and crying.

Every time his soul touched the three-foot boundary, it would be tenaciously blocked by the golden light, and the soul would return to the body helplessly. His facial features were distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted hoarsely: "Master, come back! Don't leave me alone Here, come back! Take me away! Ah—”

In the end, his howling of pain was cut off by a stone door, and with a "bang", without Su Muyao's existence, Duan Xiao suddenly felt all hopeless, the pain and loneliness of being abandoned spontaneously, he felt really thrown into the After entering the dense hell, all that awaits him is boundless torture and pain.

"what--"

After Ji Jiu left the empty room, he saw the sunset glow outside, like a brocade cloth, he couldn't help but think of the sunset glow he saw with Fu Liang in the second plane, and felt suddenly lonely.

"I heard that there are many traps in Fengzhu Forest, we must be careful." Shu Yuan tightened the sword in his hand and reminded.

Fu Liang changed back into the iconic red dress and took off the fence that covered the heart of Xuerui. He glanced at the stele engraved with the words "Fengzhulin" inscribed, tilted his head and persuaded: "The road ahead is dangerous, why don't you Are you two waiting for me here?"

"No..." Wen Qing immediately refused, her delicate face was full of determination, "It is precisely because of the danger that I have to be with Ah Liang."

He turned to Shu Yuan and said: "Brother, why don't you just wait for us here."

Shu Yuan looked at Wen Qing with interest, and smiled righteously: "How could I put you in danger, little brother? Even if you want to be alone with Fu Liang, it's not a reason to abandon me in times of crisis. "

Wen Qing's cheeks flushed completely red: "Brother, don't say that."

"All right, all right, I won't say anything, after all, nothing I say will work." Shu Yuan deliberately replied in a sour tone.

Wen Qing had no choice but to secretly check Fu Liang's face, and Fu Liang turned away from the two of them as if he didn't hear anything, coughed twice and walked into the Fengzhu Forest first.

Wen Qing immediately followed up lonely, and Shu Yuan followed closely with a slight headache.

Wen Qing: "Brother, it's all your fault, Ah Liang must think I'm aggressive."

Shu Yuan: "I'm doing it for your own good, your progress is too slow, I'm worried for you."

Wen Qing: "Emotional matters can't be rushed."

Shu Yuan: "Okay, then I'll watch the show in silence."

Wen Qing: "..."

Fu Liang didn't know their conversation at all, but he clearly knew Wen Qing's thoughts on him, and had deliberately shown aloofness and indifference towards him, but Wen Qing didn't take it seriously at all.

Wen Qing's concern makes Fu Liang always at a loss, because Wen Qing is his "savior" relationship, after all, he can't really abandon him.

There are many green bamboos in the Wind Bamboo Forest, and the sound of the breeze blowing over the bamboo leaves is always lingering in the ears. This kind of sound can confuse people's hearing, making it difficult for visitors to detect hidden weapons and traps around them.

At noon, it is the time when the sun is at its strongest.

Wen Qing handed the water bag to Fu Liang: "Ah Liang, drink some water."

Fu Liang ignored his kindness, and at the same time he heard the sharp movement of an arrow piercing the void, he shouted "Be careful", and at the same time put one hand around Wen Qing's waist, hugging him to avoid the hidden weapon, comfortable Yuan also quickly turned around to avoid under his reminder.

Wen Qing was still in shock, and most of the water in the water bag spilled out.

At this juncture where his life was hanging by a thread, the keen senses of his whole body were concentrated on the few inches of skin where Fu Liang hugged him, and the comfortable and numb feeling spread out from point to point.

Fu Liang saw that after the arrowhead was inserted into a stalk of green bamboo, the bamboo leaves withered instantly, and soon the bamboo stalk also turned black and cracked, and finally the whole bamboo was turned into powder.

Wen Qing and Shu Yuan: "..."

Apparently, arrowheads are poisonous.

Before they could think too much, a moment later, there were countless sharpened bamboo poles flying towards them from all directions.

Fu Liang's eyes froze, holding the sword in his right hand, and hugging Wen Qing's waist in his left hand, he was concentrating on dodging the flying bamboo while cutting off the bamboo tip with his sword. The bloody mouth, especially the bloodstain on the right cheek is the most shocking.

A bamboo pole hidden among countless flying bamboos, its tip happened to be aimed at Shu Yuan's heart, if nothing unexpected happened, with Shu Yuan's reflexes and sword speed, he would be pierced through the heart by that bamboo pole , Inserted on another bamboo body.

They come fiercely and go away very fast. When Shu Yuan tried his best to avoid these hidden weapons, he found that the most vicious spikes were rushing towards his heart at a rapid speed.

Shu Yuan's pupils dilated, and at the critical moment, thanks to Fu Liang's timely handing out the sword in front of him, the sword body happened to protect his chest, and the bamboo tip touched the sword body, and after being pushed aside by Fu Liang, it split into thousands of bamboo strands.

"Many, thank you." Shu Yuan was so frightened that he almost lost his words.

At this time, the bamboo grove returned to calm in a tacit understanding, only the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo leaves.

If it weren't for the danger here, the refreshing scenery with blue sky, white clouds and green bamboos everywhere is also a good place for meditation.

"Be careful, we have to step by step." Fu Liang said cautiously, and immediately loosened Wen Qing's waist.

Wen Qing was a little lost and clung to his side tightly.

Shu Yuan didn't dare to be half-hearted any more, he tensed up and followed Fu Liang closely.

A stick of incense has passed, and the surroundings still look peaceful.

Fu Liang didn't distinguish other voices from the "Xiaoxiao" sound. Just when he suspected that there was something wrong with his hearing, Wen Qing beside him let out a scream of "ah".

His reaction was particularly quick, and he grabbed Wen Qing's wrist faster than he realized.

It turned out that the bamboo forest beside them seemed to be split open by someone's palm, and when they turned around, there was an abyss.

The moment Wen Qing accidentally stepped on the ground, Fu Liang grabbed him in time, and Wen Qing's body was hanging powerlessly on the edge of the cliff, with the sea of ​​clouds floating below.

"Junior brother, are you okay?" Shu Yuan said anxiously, and at the same time, he and Fu Liang wanted to pull him up.

However, at this moment, vines with blood-red flowers emerged from the misty white mist. Their speed was astonishing, and when Wen Qing was about to be rescued, they decisively entangled his body. The stamens in the blood-red flowers were full of sharp blades. Bite off the cold wrist.

Fu Liang let go reflexively, but Wen Qing was pulled away by the vines, his body and limbs were covered with green branches, hanging in mid-air.

Fu Liang: Shit!