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Chapter 449 Save people, Luofu!

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    Zhao Min hurried to Murong Yan's side and helped him up.

    "Brother Yan, why are you so stupid?" Zhao Min looked at Murong Yan, who was covered in injuries, and was already sobbing.

    "Obviously there are not many guards around me, and most of them were transferred to save me."

    Murong Yan smiled faintly, and said, "As long as you're fine."

    "I went to the back door and hid when I saw you were not there, and then I met Bu Shangxian."

    Zhao Min wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said: "Then Murong Ming quietly put a restraint in Fairy Qin's room and took her away. Fortunately, we went in time, and Bu Shangxian took him away easily.  "

    "That's good." Murong Yan smiled wryly.

    At this moment, Murong Xun gritted his teeth tightly, put Murong Ming on the ground, and shouted angrily: "Damn you!"

    In just a split second, a cloud of black mist suddenly gushed out from Murong Xun's chest, enveloping Murong Xun with a shrill scream.

    "So that's how it is." Bu Feifei narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I said why I felt something in my heart that day. It turns out that you also have evil things on your body."

    "Bushangxian be careful, Second Uncle is no longer the strength he used to be. This is a secret technique taught to him by the master Jiejiao. I am afraid that his strength is no less than that of the Earth Immortal." Murong Yan quickly reminded.

    "Earth Immortal?" Bu Feifan suddenly realized: "Sure enough, the person who taught you this trick is not a good person. This kind of secret technique that overdraws your lifespan is extremely vicious. Now your lifespan is already running out, but you  I just don¡¯t know it yet!¡±

    However, Murong Xun was already insane at this moment, and he didn't listen to Bu Feifan's words at all.

    "Will even the mind be swallowed?"

    Seeing that something was wrong, the third elder at the side quickly stepped back a few steps.

    "Die!" Murong Xun was wrapped in black mist, turned into a black shadow, and rushed in front of Bu Feifan in an instant.

    "It's so fast!" Murong Yan was shocked and said, "It's actually much faster than when he injured us before. It seems that this time he really went all out!"

    "Fast?" Bu Feifan sneered and said, "You call this kind of turtle speed fast?"

    Only a 'shua' sound was heard.

    Bu Feifan slowly put away the saber in his hand, and said with some surprise: "This reaction is not bad, if it is slower, it will be your head that will be severed this time!"

    Murong Xun crawled and turned around, but his right hand had disappeared, and the blood from the wound was absorbed by the black mist as soon as it dripped down.

    Murong Yan took a breath, and was even more shocked in his heart.

    "How terrifying is the strength of this level of immortality!"

    "Our Murong family has hope!" The Great Elder at the side was already very excited, and even the wounds that had sealed the acupuncture points were oozing blood again.

    Bu Feifan snorted coldly and said, "I told you, you will be next!"

    Murong Xun was standing there dumbfounded at this moment. Although he had already lost his mind, he could still feel instinctively that Bu Feifan in front of him was definitely not something he could defeat. His most primitive instinct was telling himself that he must  run!

    Murong Xun instantly turned into a black shadow and ran outside the main hall.

    "Want to leave?"

    Bu Feifan looked back, saw the sword that had been inserted several inches deep on the ground, and waved it slightly.

    The sword rose from the ground in an instant, carrying a little dust, and shot towards Murong Xun.

    "die!"

    Murong Xun wanted to turn away in panic, but the moment he turned around, the sword was already in front of his eyes.

    Outside the main hall, blood splattered everywhere, and the black mist had already dispersed around, as if it wanted to attach itself to something.

    Bu Feifan frowned slightly, his manner swept over him.

    Murong Xun, the second elder of the Murong family who once dominated Hanyang City, just disappeared like this.

    And in the main hall, the third elder who was standing in the corner was already trembling with fear.

    "Shangxian, please forgive me! Shangxian, I was just deluded by that villain, please forgive me!" The third elder fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop", his whole body swaying constantly.

    Bu Feifan walked past him directly, as if he couldn't see him, and came straight to Murongyan.

    "Thank you Bu Shangxian for your kindness, my Murong family will never forget it!" Murong Yan was talking, but black blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth.

    "Lord, you have been poisoned to the depths, stop talking quickly, and I will help you find a doctor!  "The Great Elder on the side struggled to stand up.

    Murong Yan shook his head slightly, although his face was pale, but he was very relieved, and said: "Since the family is fine and Min'er is fine, I am relieved, I know my own situation, and I have already been poisoned.  It's hopeless, I can die here in the end

    Murong family, I can be regarded as worthy of the ancestors.  "

    "Patriarch" The guards were already weeping.

    Murong Yan treats them like relatives, which is why they are willing to follow them to the death.

    "I'm just sorry, big brother. If he comes back and finds out about this, I won't have the face to see him"

    Murong Yan slowly closed his eyes, and Zhao Min beside him shouted heartbreakingly, shaking Murong Yan's clothes constantly.

    "Brother Yan, Brother Yan, you can't close your eyes, wake up, I can't live without you!"

    Bu Feifan looked at him slightly, and said helplessly, "If you keep shaking like this, he will really die."

    "Huh?" Zhao Min was taken aback immediately.

    Bu Feifan casually pushed Zhao Min aside, pondered for a while and said: "For ordinary people, there may be no cure for evil spirits, but it's not impossible for me"

    With a flick of Bu Feifan's hand, the Fire Essence Feather that was originally stored in the Mustard Seed suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and a strong heat wave rushed towards his face instantly.

    "Using Wen Qi to guide and inject the Qi of Xu Zhiyang into the body, maybe there is still salvation." Bu Feifei turned around and said with a smile: "You are also lucky, if you don't have this fire essence feather, there is really no way to save it."

    A moment later, Murong Yan coughed, spat out a mouthful of foul-smelling black blood, and slowly opened his eyes.

    "Let him rest for a while, we'll take our leave first." Bu Feifan turned and walked out of the lobby.

    Zhao Min was very excited as he hugged Murong Yan, only the Great Elder coughed slightly and ordered the guards to see him off.

    At this time, Mount Emei, Luofu Cave.

    A middle-aged man in red is carefully taking care of a black tiger beside him.

    "Who is coming?"

    The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, but then laughed again, and said, "Why are you, junior sister?"

    Outside the Luofu Cave, three women dressed in brocade and jade, with vermilion gauze on their faces, whose figure floated like a fairy in the clouds, were rushing towards the cave in a hurry, their expressions were quite dignified, and even a little angry.

    "Senior brother, the genius"

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