The leaves fell rustling, and everyone felt as if they were in a raging wave. Their blood was surging, and they were busy using their skills to suppress it, and their movements couldn't help but slow down.

Fan Qingquan suddenly disappeared from the spot and chased in the direction where Li Muchan and Song Shuhua disappeared. The ten people in the field fought for a while, and Song Hai shouted: "Let's go!"

The ten people turned around and left. The ten guards were already distracted. Some wanted to fight and pulled Song Hai and the others to support them. Some were discouraged. Some wanted to look back to see what happened. As a result, they lost their tacit understanding and were unable to stop Song Hai and the others from leaving.

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Li Muchan's face was solemn, and he held Song Shuhua in his arms as he shuttled through the woods like a wisp of smoke, but instead of heading back to the city, he ran toward the top of the mountain.

Song Shuhua's anger completely disappeared and she could only admire. Li Muchan grasped the opportunity very accurately and killed Fan Zhao with one strike, beating Fan Zhao until his head blossomed.

She figured it out at this moment. Li Muchan had been waiting for this opportunity. It was a pity that he was stupid and failed to think of it. Otherwise, he would have killed Fan Zhao long ago and escaped without waiting for Fan Qingquan to come.

Now she was a little worried. She turned her head and looked behind her. Although Fan Qingquan was nowhere to be seen, the scream made her heart beat with fear.

"Run quickly, it will be terrible if Fan Qingquan chases you!" She leaned close to Li Muchan's ear and lowered her voice. The strong wind dragged her face, but the strong energy was removed, and the trees in front of her quickly retreated.

The faint fragrance passed into his nose, and Li Muchan smiled lazily: "There's no rush."

Fan Qingquan let out a long roar again, the roar rolling like thunder, and then a purple shadow flashed, appearing a hundred meters behind Li Muchan. Song Shuhua saw him, met his crazy eyes, and screamed: "Quickly, quickly,

Catching up!"

Li Muchan turned his head and looked back, shook his head, and accelerated his body sharply. Song Shuhua felt that the trees in front of her eyes turned into a stream of light, distorting and making it difficult to see clearly.

Fan Qingquan roared again, speeded up, and caught up again. Song Shuhua exclaimed: "We're catching up!"

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "Don't make a fuss, he is just one person, so what if he catches up, the two of us can't deal with him?!"

Song Shuhua said anxiously, "He is the ninth eldest son of the Fan family. He is a lunatic. It is best not to fight with him!"

Li Muchan asked: "Why?"

Song Shuhua said quickly: "If we fight him, we will both die together. Unless we are far better than him in martial arts, we really can't beat him!"

Li Muchan frowned and nodded slowly: "This is really troublesome."

Once a person fights for his life, it is really scary to use up his potential. When he encounters such a madman, he can't fight without fighting. Li Muchan doesn't want to fight with him, so he speeds up again.

As he accelerated, he suddenly turned and turned to the south. He saw that he had climbed over the top of the mountain but did not go up. Fan Qingquan followed closely behind him.

"Why don't you go there?" Song Shuhua asked with a frown.

Li Muchan said: "His whistle may be a signal. Maybe there is someone waiting for us ahead!"

Song Shuhua suddenly woke up and nodded hurriedly, it was indeed possible.

It looked like Li Muchan was walking with ease and briskness, but his speed was as fast as lightning. He was not affected by Song Shuhua, and he got rid of Fan Qingquan in a short time.

The two of them went south for a while, and when they approached the foot of the mountain, they turned again and headed north again, over the mountain, and into the continuous mountains.

Entering here was like a fish returning to the sea. There was no need to set up an ambush. Song Shuhua breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to look back at Fan Qingquan who had disappeared.

Li Muchan fluttered to a small valley, put her down, and said with a smile: "Is there a tunnel entrance nearby? It's best if we go back without anyone noticing."

The topography of this small valley is extremely hidden and the area is very small. It is difficult to detect it if you are not close. The peach trees in the valley are all over the mountains, exuding a faint fragrance.

"How do you know?" Song Shuhua looked over in surprise.

Li Muchan smiled: "There are only a few mountains, and each mountain should have an exit. Even if you fail, it's pretty much the same, right?"

"Heng, you are not allowed to tell anyone!" Song Shuhua squinted at him.

Li Muchan nodded: "I don't know if the Second Master and the others have escaped.

"We diverted Fan Qingquan away. Second Uncle and the others will have no problem escaping," Song Shuhua said.

As she spoke, she walked slowly into the valley, and soon came to the stone wall on the east side. The stone wall was covered with moss and was completely black.

She looked around and suddenly clapped her hands several times. There was a muffled "bang" sound and a stone hole opened in the wall. She turned her head and said: "Hurry up!"

After the two of them got into the cave, they walked quickly and used Qinggong. In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of another exit, which was her small courtyard with a bamboo forest.

The two of them calmly talked and sat down in the small pavilion to calm down. After a while, she recovered from the previous crisis and let out a long breath.

Just as she was about to speak, footsteps sounded, and Song Xiuxiu's voice came: "Sister Xiaonuo, sister Xiaonuo, it's not good!"

Song Shuhua snorted: "Xiuxiu, what's the matter? What's all the fuss about!"
Chapter completed!