"She is Qian Zhihan! Together with the previous Obasan, she is the lackey of this masked man! Be careful!"
After Murong Feixue reminded her, Qian Zhihan immediately sneered.
"Hahaha... You are almost in danger, so you have no time to care about others?" Qian Zhihan appeared out of thin air, with a proud look on his face.
She wrapped her hands tightly around Mu Xing'er's arm, and she could still find time to shout to Murong Feixue: "Do you know that the Silver-faced Lord promised to give me the Nuwa Stone on your body, and I am Wan
The rare Heavenly Spirit Physique, as long as there is a Nuwa Stone, can exert double the effect! When all the Nuwa Stones on your body are given to me, I can immediately become I can immediately upgrade to
Supreme level, invincible in the world! Hahaha..."
Qian Zhihan's eerie laughter echoed throughout the empty cave, and together with the corpses of dead girls around it, it looked even more eerie and terrifying.
Murong Feixue and Mu Xinger, who were originally at a disadvantage, now have to face two powerful enemies, and the situation is not optimistic.
"Oops, I'm dead now... Wuwuwu..." Mu Xing'er started crying thinking that Murong Feixue couldn't beat the half-masked man, so she wouldn't be able to escape the fate of death.
Got up.
"Prepare to die! The Nuwa Stone is mine!" The half-masked man laughed proudly and arrogantly.
Just when the black spiritual power was about to attack Murong Feixue, a loud noise was heard from behind the cave. It was like a landslide and the ground was cracking, and rubble collapsed. A fierce hurricane rolled out from the direction of the cave entrance.
He got up, and he didn't know who he was, but he passed by at high speed. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Murong Feixue.
"boom!"
The figure that suddenly appeared was like a white city wall, blocking all spiritual attacks from Murong Feixue. Moreover, as it passed by, it hit Qian Zhihan directly against the opposite stone wall, causing her to vomit blood.
Because of the sudden appearance of a match of strength and the half-masked man's spiritual power, the half-masked man was caught off guard and was violently attacked.
Murong Feixue, who was originally prepared to endure a fatal blow, immediately opened his eyes wide. Only then did he realize that the man who blocked the blow for him was none other than Long Ming, who was supposed to be resting in the inn!
"Ming! Why are you here?"
"Wherever my prince's princess is, I should be there! These villains who randomly kidnap the prince's wife must be prepared to suffer serious consequences!"
Long Ming's slender figure stood facing the wind, with three thousand long ink-colored hair flying in the wind. On his jade-like face, his slender eyebrows were slightly raised, and the shadow of Murong Feixue was full of his eyes as bright as obsidian.
It was just that at such a critical moment, he was taking his time. He was even in the mood to joke with Murong Feixue.
The half-masked man and Qian Zhihan who were standing aside took advantage of this gap to adjust their breathing and stand again in front of Murong Feixue, Long Ming and Mu Xing'er.
"Don't be too proud! I just used less than 30% of my strength! If you are so stubborn, don't blame me for making you die ugly!"
After the half-masked man finished speaking through gritted teeth, he suddenly raised his hands. His fingers, which were so pale that there was no trace of blood, drew strange traces in the air. Wherever the fingertips passed, a mist like thick smoke bloomed. The mist was thick.
Under this, several people over there were isolated in a powerful spiritual barrier.
