Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

"Senior has profound magic power, how can he be an unknown person who refuses to tell, but looks down on the younger generation?"

Mu Fan received Qingyuan's mind transmission, asking him to delay for a while. A person who has always been cold-tempered and doesn't like to talk too much, even in the moment of life and death crisis, he has to rack his brains and deal with others.

"Hey, little baby, no need to talk nonsense, hand over the fragments of the spirit weapon as soon as possible, and the old man will let you live."

The old man seemed to have seen through his intentions, and the strong and powerful magic power of the Nascent Soul stage came out through his body, and the coercive pressure came to his face.

"What do you mean by this senior? Could it be that you can't do it by force?"

Mu Fan's face changed suddenly, and he tried his best to support his body, which was already at the end of his bow, not allowing himself to succumb to the pressure.

"Spiritual weapon fragments are supreme treasures, you don't deserve to have them!"

The old man's face darkened, and his eyes were stern: "Little baby, hand it over if you are sensible, so that the old man won't do anything."

Mu Fan's long sword was out of its sheath, his eyes were as cold as ice: "The supreme treasure is for those who are destined to get it. Since Mu Fan has obtained the fragments of the spirit weapon, Mu Fan is a destined person. Why don't you say that you don't deserve it?"

"Hmph! Suicide."

The old man showed his ferocious appearance, his five fingers turned into claws, and with a deadly killing intent, he grabbed Mu Fan's throat like lightning.

"Walk."

At the moment of life and death crisis, the inscriptions surged under the two people's feet, forming a huge circle.

Qingyuan took Mu Fan's hand, passed through the transmission array, and disappeared in place.

"hateful!"

The old man's complexion changed drastically, and he slapped the void with all his might, but he couldn't find any trace of the two of them, so he gritted his teeth angrily.

"Two ignorant guys, dare to play tricks on the old man. When the old man catches you, you will definitely die."

"snort!"

Through the teleportation circle, Qingyuan, who was already dozens of miles away, seemed to glance in the direction of the stone forest unintentionally, with a sneer on his lips.

"An old man who doesn't open his eyes, dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head. If it weren't for this girl who can't reveal her true magic power, how could she allow you to be arrogant."

"Do I need to carry you?"

Suddenly a soft and pleasant voice sounded in his ears, Mu Fan supported his crumbling body, his eyes showed concern.

"want!"

Qing Yuan's eyes lit up, and she jumped onto his back without hesitation, wrapped her arms around her neck, and naturally leaned her cheek against his shoulder.

The faint breath sprayed on the neck, and the refreshing fragrance rushed into the tip of the nose, with a hint of sweetness, which made people think about it.

Mu Fan's back stiffened, he subconsciously shook his head, to shake off the messy thoughts, and walked forward briskly.

*

In the dark night, in the secluded mountains and valleys, Mu Fan rushed all the way with the boy on his back, gradually leaving the Chifeng Mountains, heading towards the crowded town.

"Senior Brother Mu, where are we going?"

Qing Yuan looked sluggish, lying on his back, coughing weakly from time to time, which made everyone's heart tremble.

"Find an inn and rest for a night."

Mu Fan kept walking, his sensitive nerves were always in a state of tension, and he observed the surrounding environment vigilantly.

"Not far ahead, it looks like a small village."

With sharp eyes, Qing Yuan noticed a faint light not far ahead, and his eyes showed surprise: "Why don't we stay nearby and spend the night in Zhuangzi, so that you won't be tired from running around."

"Also."

After half a day of fierce fighting, Mu Fan was also extremely exhausted. After running with him on his back for nearly half an hour, his body had reached the critical point of collapse, and he had to recover as soon as possible.

"Senior Brother Mu, let me come down, Qingyuan has already rested and can leave by herself."

Qing Yuan glanced at the sweat on his forehead, took out a white silk handkerchief, and gently wiped his sweat.

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