Chapter 42 Mainly because the shoes are too high-end
"Bang!" Wanyan Mufan fell to the ground, she, did she hear it right?
Nangong Ye’s mouth twitched fiercely!
Bai Luan's face is full of food!
"Master Jin..."
Mingjun in front shouted with a cold face, holding the sword tightly in his hand, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and Wanyan Mufan watched it calmly.
Wanyan Mufan smiled slightly, spread out his folding fan, and swung it happily: "I wonder what Young Master Ming has to say?"
Mingjun sneered disdainfully, raised his chin, and looked at Wanyan Mufan with disdain, "I've long heard that Mr. Jin is very powerful and young and promising. I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to have a chance with you.
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Wanyan Mufan's heart tightened, but his expression remained calm. "Very good, can you finally bear it no longer?"
Why didn't she know that "Mr. Jin" was young and promising?
"Yes, yes, but I have always had many rules. You can defeat my guards first and then fight with me. I will not lower myself to compete with anyone, right?"
Behind him, Nangong Ye frowned slightly. Why did he feel so awkward hearing this sentence?
"You..." Mingjun was furious, obviously not expecting Wanyan Mufan to be so disrespectful.
A fierce light flashed in Mingjun's eyes. When he saw Wanyan Mufan trying to bypass him and move forward, he suddenly pulled out his long sword and placed it in front of Wanyan Mufan. His thigh hit Wanyan Mufan's lower body. Seeing this, Wanyan Mufan smiled bloodthirstyly and raised his head.
He stood up, as if he was about to fall, and stepped hard on Mingjun's foot with a kick of luck.
"Ah——" A shocking scream pierced the sky, startling countless birds.
"Ah, Mr. Ming, what's wrong with you? Don't scream. Have you done anything to you? It's so bad that people have misunderstood you." After saying that, he reached out to help Mingjun, and Mingjun glared at him bitterly.
Yan Mufan thought he was careless and let Wanyan Mufan help him up.
"Yeah!" Following Wanyan Mufan's cry, Mingjun suddenly fell down. Before he could recover, there was pain in his chest, and a "click" sound was heard, which was obviously the sound of broken ribs.
Mingjun's face was almost squeezed together, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
Wanyan Mufan pretended to get up from the ground, "Ah, I was too careless. The main reason is that these shoes are too high-end. I can't walk around in this cold forest."
On the side, Nangong Ye, Shangguan Wei, and Bai Luan stared at this scene dumbfounded, with black lines falling behind their heads. When Wanyan Mufan looked over, they all turned their heads to one side and looked up at the sky.
"There were sounds of fighting." Nangong Ye held the soft sword at his waist and frowned tightly.
Several people walked towards the place where the sound of fighting was heard. Mingjun clutched his chest tightly and looked at Wanyan Mufan who was walking in front with a gloomy expression. Fortunately, he had good profound strength and protected his heart at the critical moment, otherwise
, he is really a corpse now.
Everyone quickened their pace.
Gradually, the nauseating smell of blood became extremely strong, and the sounds of fighting, exclamations, screams, and tearing could be heard clearly. Until they turned around a mountain col, they finally reached their destination, an open landscape.
In the heart of a mountain, everything finally comes into view.
There is a large open space with a radius of a hundred feet, with towering mountain walls on both sides. On one side of the mountain wall, there is a group of huge snakes. There are dozens of snakes in this group, and each one is as big as
It is half a human, with black skin, sharp fangs that glow with cold light, spitting out scarlet words, and shining with an extremely fierce light under the scorching sun.
A dense mass of darkness clung to the mountain wall.
Watching this scene, Wanyan Mufan frowned tightly and resisted the urge to vomit. The thing she was most afraid of under this quilt was this kind of cartilaginous animal.