Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

"No, I won't go."

Qing Yuan shook his head stubbornly, and stuffed the fragment back into his palm: "I can't leave you alone to escape, we live and die together, we either walk together or die together."

"You, why is this necessary?"

Mu Fan choked for breath, and his heart suddenly missed a beat.

At the moment when the young man said that life and death will be shared, a thought that he never had before lingered in his heart.

A friend of life and death!

He and him just met by chance, just two days of getting along, how can there be such a deep friendship?

"Senior Brother Mu saved me several times and was in danger, Qingyuan is an ungrateful person."

Seemingly seeing his doubts, Qing Yuan jokingly smiled with a bit of pride: "To be able to share life and death with Senior Brother Mu, to risk one's life to fight, Qing Yuan's life is enough."

"good."

The opportunity is fleeting, Mu Fan no longer hesitates, he clenches his long sword tightly, and his pride suddenly arises: "Since you are determined not to leave, let's rush out, seize the opportunity, and kill them by surprise."

"Okay, Qingyuan will give them a big gift first."

Qing Yuan's eyes lit up, and his figure flashed, and he was already a few meters away.

"boom!"

A loud noise exploded in the hinterland of the deep mountain filled with blood mist, and with the deafening explosion, the eight people who pursued them screamed incessantly.

The two avoided it, and the flesh and blood were flying everywhere, leaving their corpses on the spot.

The other six were frightened and fled in all directions.

"Stop them, don't let them escape."

Mu Fan came after him, with his long sword out of its sheath, the sharp light of the sword roared away like mountains and seas.

"ah!"

The hearts of the two were pierced on the spot, and they died of exhaustion.

"They can't run away."

Qingyuan's eyes were condensed, as if a **** of death had come to the world, a dagger in his hand was flying up and down, seductive and killing.

"ah!"

Another person had his right arm cut off by the sharp sword light, and fell to the ground howling.

"Watch out behind!"

The other three circled around behind him, Mu Fan had quick eyesight and quick hands, and swung his long sword horizontally, fighting with them first.

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In the dark night, murderous intent was everywhere, and the two tried their best to attack desperately. Finally, before they were exhausted, they cut all the eight people who were chasing after them under the sword.

"Ahem."

Qing Yuan's face was pale and his breath was weak.

Forcibly increasing mana and excessively overdrawing his true essence, he was still backlashed by the secret method.

"Qingyuan."

Mu Fan stepped forward quickly, supporting his precarious body.

"Hey, two small dolls, they are ruthless and decisive. It's interesting."

In the shadow filled with blood mist, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"who?"

Startled, Mu Fan suddenly turned around, his sharp eyes fixed on the shadow hidden behind the strange rock.

"Hehe, the little baby's spiritual sense is very keen, and he was able to discover the existence of the old man."

From the shadow behind the strange rock, an old man with gray hair walked out, with a seemingly kind face and condescending contempt.

Immortal cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage!

Mu Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and when he saw the person's cultivation level, he couldn't help being startled, and subconsciously supported Qing Yuan to take a few steps back.

"Senior Brother Mu, delay for a while, Qingyuan will draw the transmission circle, it will be ready soon."

Qingyuan's eyes flickered, and the thin voice of Gossamer floated into Mu Fan's ears.

"Um."

Mu Fan comprehended, and immediately let go of his hand, took a step forward, blocked him behind him, faced the old man very solemnly, and bowed his hands in salute.

"Mu Fan, a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, pays a visit to Senior, dare to ask Senior Gao's name?"

"Are you a disciple of the Free and Unfettered Sect?"

The old man paused, and a glint flashed in his eyes: "The old man is just a casual cultivator, and he has no name, so let's not mention it."

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