I saw that after Huahua fell to the ground, she rolled forward to lose her strength, and then rushed forward like lightning.
Not far after Huahua rushed forward, a pack of wolves rushed out on both sides, roaring, and met up with Huahua.
Huahua led the wolves and disappeared from Ren Changfeng's sight.
Ren Changfeng stroked the battlements with his hand and said with concern: "Do you think Huahua can safely give the things to Young Master Chu?"
Xi Fenglie said nothing.
How should he answer this kind of question?
After a while, Xifeng Lie said: "What I'm worried about now is not whether Huahua can successfully deliver the things to Young Master Chu, but whether Huahua can come back smoothly."
He glanced at Ren Changfeng: "Although Huahua is quite understanding of human nature, he is not a human being after all. You have also seen that he likes to be with wolves and dogs. If he is taken away by a pack of wolves, Jedi is so big. Let's go there."
Where to find it? If it really doesn't come back, how will we explain it to Master Chu?"
Hearing this, Ren Changfeng's expression changed. He really didn't think so much just now.
Ren Changfeng swallowed and said in a dry voice: "Why didn't you say these words just now?"
Xi Fenglie sighed: "If it weren't for the urgent need, you would definitely not let Huahua deliver the letter. What can I say?"
Ren Changfeng slapped the battlement hard, gritted his teeth and said, "We've already let it out. It's useless to think about it any more. I hope Huahua can come back smoothly."
After saying that, Ren Changfeng turned around and went down to the city.
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A close guard around Dongfang Qinghai brought Feng Liangying to find Murong Po privately, and then briefly told Feng Guinong about the conflict between Dongfang Qinghai and Murong Po.
Feng Guinong gave Feng Liangying a hard look, but in front of so many people, he didn't say much.
Murong Po looked at Dongfang Qinghai coldly and said in a deep voice: "Apologise."
Jiang Nujiao said: "Murong Po, write this down first and talk about it later."
Murong Xuan didn't come, and Chu Tianshu wasn't here. Jiang Nujiao really didn't want to let the situation escalate into an uncontrollable situation.
Murong Po said expressionlessly: "You received that slap because of me. I must help you get this justice back."
Dongfang Qinghai sneered, his face full of disdain.
He didn't believe that Murong Po could make a big difference here?
Dongfang Qinghai actually wished that Murong Po could cause a scene here, and it would be best to lead Chu Tianshu's men to rebel.
Dongfang Qinghai raised his fingers towards Murong Po and said disdainfully: "I'm here. I want justice and I have to rely on my ability to get it. What's the point of just shouting here?"
After saying that, he took two steps to the side, stopped Feng Liangying's shoulder, and said with a curl of his lips: "Did you see? This is the man you like. Except for being incompetent and angry, he has no ability."
Hearing this, Feng Liangying suddenly trembled in her heart and thought to herself: It's over!
She knew that Murong Po would definitely not be able to bear it.
It wasn't that Murong Po couldn't hear the excitement in Dongfang Qinghai's words, but because Dongfang Qinghai actually touched her in front of Murong Po, Murong Po would definitely explode.
Sure enough, when he saw Dongfang Qinghai hugging Feng Liangying, Murong Po's eyes suddenly burst into cold murderous intent.
He snorted heavily, the eight red flames between his brows lit up brightly, and he rushed toward Qinghai in the east like lightning.
Like a crazy tiger!
Dongfang Qinghai was startled and hurriedly shouted: "Stop him!"
Everyone in the field was confused. Chu Tianshu dared to take action at the base. Unexpectedly, Chu Tianshu would also start a fight even if he disagreed.
Because Dongfang Qinghai stood at the front, he was the first to face Murong Po.
call!
A fierce fist roared towards Qinghai in the east.
Murong Po's boxing skills were the same as his spear skills, full of indomitable momentum.
In a hurry, Dongfang Qinghai subconsciously pulled Feng Liangying in front of him.
Murong Po's eyes narrowed and he quickly retracted his strength.
But how can it be so easy to regain the energy of hitting with all his strength? He doesn't have the ability to do it with ease.
The consequence of trying hard to withdraw the strength is that the strength will backfire.
Although the force of the backlash was only half of that of the previous blow, it was still enough for Murong to suffer.
His chest heaved, his throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"break!"
Feng Liangying exclaimed, broke free from Dongfang Qinghai's hand, and rushed towards Murong Po.
Feng Guinong looked at Dongfang Qinghai, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
He never expected that Dongfang Qinghai would directly push his sister out. What if Murong Po didn't stop?
Murong Po gritted his teeth, pushed Feng Liangying who rushed in front of him to Jiang Nujiao, pulled out the long knife from the waist of a Xuanjia beside him, and rushed towards Dongfang Qinghai again.
"break……"
Feng Liangying shouted, trying to pull Murong Po, but he failed.
Murong Po's speed was too fast.
Just now, I didn't expect that Murong Po would take action directly, and I didn't have time to respond. Now that I was prepared, it was naturally impossible for Dongfang Qinghai to face Murong Po directly.
Feng Guinong felt unhappy, but he still had to take action.
At that moment, he lit up five red flames between his brows and drew his sword to face Murong Po.
Bang!
The swords, which were filled with energy, collided hard together, making a muffled sound of energy clashing.
A huge force struck, and the long sword in Feng Guinong's hand flew out. The tiger's mouth was shattered and dripping with blood.
His reaction was also very quick. As soon as the sword was released, he stepped back.
The tip of the knife almost grazed the tip of his nose, cutting open the placket on Feng Guinong's chest, exposing his hairy chest.
Feng Guinong's eyelids jumped wildly, and his face turned pale with fright.
If this horse was hiding for a moment, wouldn't it be possible to disembowel it?
How did he know that Murong Po was actually showing mercy to Feng Liangying for Feng Liangying's sake?
Otherwise, with Murong Po's skill, it would not be difficult at all to chop him alive with a knife.
Feng Guinong looked at Murong Po solemnly, and his bloody right hand couldn't help but tremble.
Two of Dongfang Qinghai's personal guards swept out from the left and right, drawing their swords and stabbing at the same time.
Murong Po snorted coldly, his long sword flew up, and with two "dang-dang" sounds, he cut off the two long swords he was stabbing at.
The two guards cooperated very well. When they passed by Murong Po, they struck out a palm at Murong Po.
Murong Po did not dodge or dodge, he raised his foot and kicked one person away, and at the same time, he directly knocked the other person away with his shoulder.
The two guards spurted blood and fell back, falling to the ground.
At this time, Xiao Zhan and his men rushed over. Seeing this, he shouted in a deep voice: "You dare to do anything at the base? Stop it!"
Murong Po turned a deaf ear and continued to charge toward Qinghai in the east with his sword.
"Are you stalking me?" Dongfang Qinghai shouted with a dark face: "Chop this thing that doesn't know the height of the sky for me!"
"yes!"
A group of subordinates responded and drew their swords to face Murong Po.