Chapter 65
This is a man with the elegance of a leopard, the ferocity of a tiger, the wildness of a wolf, the toughness of a lion, the roughness of an eagle, a man who is as windy as the king of beasts.

At this time, the man seemed to be disturbed by the movement on the top of the mountain. He was looking up at Mo Qianchen who was looking down. Yes, he accurately captured the location of Dao Mo Qianchen and locked it.

There is a strange man in front, and there are pursuers behind. This is an extremely dangerous situation.But at this time, Mo Qianchen smiled, a smile brighter than the moon in the sky.

Opening his arms and stepping up, Mo Qianchen, in the sight of the man in black who was chasing up behind him, jumped down the cliff: "Feng Shukuang, save me."

Feng Shu Kuang, save me.

The voice was very small, echoing among the group, clear and high-spirited.

Feng Shukuang, who was taking a bath in the lake below, froze suddenly, this woman knew him?

In a daze, his hands were faster than his consciousness, and his feet jumped into the lake water, his figure shot out of the lake water like electricity, leaped into the air with one step and hugged the woman who jumped down to him without reservation, At the same time, he clenched his fist with his right hand and blasted towards the person behind him who was obviously chasing and killing the woman.

"Boom." The iron fist met the long knife, and the two forces collided in mid-air, and a sudden explosion resounded in the air.

The seventh-level master who was chasing and killing Mo Qianchen obviously didn't expect that the young man who appeared suddenly was not much weaker than him with his bare hands.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Mo Qianchen, who was caught by Feng Shukuang, immediately stretched out his hand to support Feng Shukuang's shoulder when he saw this, his body circled in mid-air, his body and sword merged into one, and he stabbed at the man in black with one sword.

The blood sword is sharp, and the sword is like the sky.

Even as he stabbed away with the sword, the man in black couldn't dodge in a hurry. Mo Qianchen's lightning-fast sword pierced through his body and was nailed straight to the cliff.

"Roar." Before Mo Qianchen could heave a sigh of relief, the man in black suddenly puffed up, and a black shadow instantly enveloped him.

"Zi..." There was a voice of bone splitting.

Immediately afterwards, the black shadow struggled fiercely, and broke free from Mo Qianchen's sword, and quickly disappeared into the night without looking back.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, even Mo Qianchen didn't have time to leave the man in black behind.

"Hmph, run fast." Seeing this, Mo Qianchen snorted coldly, put away the blood sword, and fell straight down from the mountain wall.

As soon as the body fell to the ground, a figure flashed in front of her eyes, Feng Shukuang approached her with arms folded, staring at her suspiciously and coldly: "Who are you?"

Mo Qianchen turned to look at Feng Shukuang.

That Feng Shukuang who has spent his years shining brightly.

At this time, Feng Shukuang was a few years younger than before, and he should be only sixteen years old. However, his appearance couldn't be changed at all. He was still so arrogant and aggressive. I still don't know how to restrain my aura, and I look like I'm very attractive, I'm very capable, and I'm so arrogant that people find it annoying at first sight.

However, at this time, the temperament she hated at first made her feel warm inexplicably.

Wind sparse madness, wind sparse madness.

The person who came thousands of miles to save her life.

The one who died with her.

The person who stood in front and wanted to hold up a sky for her.

Remember for me, if you dare to betray me in the next life, even if I chase you to hell, I will smash you to pieces.

(End of this chapter)

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