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Chapter 43

The two led them to the outside of the city, ran dozens of miles in one breath, and came to a mountain.

The lush mountains are densely packed with woods, but the top of the mountain is bare, like a man with thick hair and bald.

When they arrived at the mountain, they found a group of people talking together, very noisy.

"What has grown!" a young man shouted.

Seven young people came over.

At the same time, the other two groups of people shut up and looked at Feng Jin and the other two.

A group of Zhang Tianfang and ten people were all solemn and solemn, without saying a word.

The other group were three men in blue shirts with a stern and solemn expression.

The handsome young man holding his fists in front of him: "Feng Shi long!"

Feng Jin glanced at his seven subordinates, his eyes were like lightning, and although he was seriously injured and weak, his aura remained unabated.

The seven people shook their heads, indicating that it was not the news they had missed.

The handsome young man shook his head: "Feng Shichang, our Qinglong Guard has long noticed Yang Song's abnormality and has been following him in secret. Unexpectedly, you took the lead and destroyed our plan!"

Feng Jin had no good feelings for Qinglongwei, and his face was so serious: "Since him? Then he killed so many people, have you never noticed it? What are you doing with Qinglongwei? If you find it, then let him continue to kill people?"

Song Yunge pushed away the crowd and came to the two corpses on the ground. One was an ordinary-looking young man, and the other was Yang Yunyan.

He looked at Yang Yunyan quietly.

There was no pain and sorrow that I expected, only a strange feeling of melancholy, my heart was empty, as if a piece of it had been cut off.

Yang Yunyan lay quietly on the grass, her hands folded in her heart, as if she had fallen asleep, and her chest was even rosy.

But he already knew that he could not save Yang Yunyan.

Her soul had left her body, and a ball of white light floated around her eyebrows, and the red, green and blue rings were all destroyed.

Even if he had the secret technique of Tianzhi, he was powerless to turn things around. Yang Yunyan had completely died and could not be resurrected.

Starting today, she will completely disappear into the world, no longer appear in front of her and say hello, no joke or joke with herself, her flower-like smile will not bloom in front of her eyes, and a crisp and pleasant laugh will no longer linger in her ears.

"Of course not!" The handsome young man waved his hand and said, "We only followed him for three days and didn't find him murdering anyone. However, he was involved in a major event, so he could not kill him and needed a surviving question."

"Living?" Feng Jin laughed: "Junior Brother Mo, do you think we can't kill him?"

The handsome young man Mo Yunfan nodded slightly and said slowly: "I know it's very sad that your teammates are dead, but this matter involves the safety of Daluo City. I hope you will be the most important thing. As long as you find out what we want, you will definitely kill him."

"What if it cannot be judged?" Feng Jin said in a deep voice.

Mo Yunfan said: "There is nothing that cannot be judged within our Qinglong Guard!"

"Swish!" A black shadow shot at Mo Yunfan in an instant.

Mo Yunfan reached out and grabbed the black shadow, but it was a black iron card.

He glanced at the black iron card, his face changed suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Song Yunge.

Song Yunge slowly stood up: "Is this what you are looking for?"

"How did you have this?" Mo Yunfan's face was calm.

Song Yunge said: "I killed a Tianmei with Mei Ying from Wulianghai yesterday and found it from him."

Mo Yunfan stretched his face: "No wonder."

"This day Mei assassinated Mei Ying and knew Mei Ying's walking route. She must have an introvert. Yang Song is this introvert, right?" Song Yunge said.

Mo Yunfan frowned: "Is it that heavenly charm?"

"So, Yang Song must die!" Song Yunge said slowly: "You can't live for a moment!"

Mo Yunfan shook his head: "You can't kill him before you have a clear review!"

Song Yunge narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him.

Mo Yunfan stared at him in a serious manner.

The two of them collided with each other and refused to give in.

Song Yunge chuckled, bent down and picked up Yang Yunyan, jumped over, flew across the open space, landed on a treetop, and walked away along the treetop.

"Xiao Zheng, stay, the rest, follow me!" Feng Jin said in a deep voice.

He knew Song Yunge's ability, and he would definitely find Yang Song, and he would definitely take revenge.

He led his group to chase Song Yunge.

Zhang Tianfang waved his hand: "Follow up!"

Feng Jin turned his head and glared at him: "Zhang Tianfang, why are you joining in the fun!"

Zhang Tianfang said: "Feng Jin, let's come to support us. How can we join in the fun with our colleagues?"

Feng Jin's face was gloomy: "Zhang Tianfang, I'm not in the mood to argue with you now, so stay away!"

Zhang Tianfang said: "You are ungrateful!"

How can such great functions be given up?

Feng Jin saw that Song Yunge was getting faster and faster and gradually moved farther away, so he didn't bother to talk to Zhang Tianfang and speed up his pace.

Although he was seriously injured, with Gu Jingyin's energy helping him, his light energy speed did not decrease.

He looked at the three Qinglong Guards who gradually surpassed them in the distance and gradually followed Song Yunge's faces became even more ugly.

Not only was Zhang Tianfang coming to respond to others, but the Qinglong Guard also blocked him. However, the Qinglong Guard had great power and was above the other three guards.

Song Yunge hugged Yang Yunyan and walked on the treetops, his red robe roaring, and his speed became faster and faster.

The Qinglong Guards followed closely behind, and after Song Yunge accelerated, they also fell further and further.

Next comes Feng Jin and Zhang Tianfang and his party.

After running for nearly a hundred miles in one breath, Song Yunge drilled into a valley.

A stream floats out of the valley like a jade belt, and goes up the stream, with green grass, lush forests, flowers and trees growing together, and full of vitality.

The woods are hidden by a pine cottage.

Song Yunge went straight outside the hut and gently put Yang Yunyan on the ground: "Yunyan, let's see if I help you revenge."

Two figures suddenly emerged from the hut and stood ten feet away.

They glared at Song Yunge with a gloomy face and slowly put down Yang Yunyan, straightened their waists and looked over calmly.

This is the most hidden place, how could this guy find it!

"Song Yunge, you are looking for death too!" Yang Song was already very different from what Song Yunge had seen last time. Without that romantic and elegant spirit, his temperament became gloomy, his eyes were filled with bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept for several days and nights.

He looked at Yang Yunyan coldly, shook his head and said, "Junior Sister Yang..."

Song Yunge ignored him, glanced at him and looked at another masked young man.

A piece of white cloth completely covers the young man's head, revealing only one pair of eyes, which is as sharp as lightning.

Song Yunge chuckled: "Zhu Tianbao!"

Even though he was covered with his face, he recognized the four halos and a white halo.

The masked young man slowly drew his sword.

Yang Song looked at Yang Yunyan who was asleep and sighed: "Junior Sister Yang, you betrayed me first. You shouldn't have brought them to kill me!"

As he spoke, his hands began to change, as white as jade, his nails became longer, and he shone with a faint red light.

The masked young man's eyebrows were shiny, but the white cloth covered him and he couldn't see clearly what was flowing under his eyebrows.

The three Qinglong Guards had already rushed to the distance and shouted: "Song Yunge, leave a living mouth!"

Song Yunge's eyes lit up suddenly and he stabbed like a ghost.

The masked young man froze for a moment, and seemed not to react so suddenly.

And this thorn is surprisingly incompetent.

The clear light flashed, and then flashed, and it flashed twice in total.

Song Yunge returns the sword to the sheath.

"Leave a living!" Mo Yunfan shouted loudly, rushed over like a strong wind, and saw Song Yunge's sword drawing and returning to the sheath.

He came close to him and looked at the two people who were motionless.

There was a red dot on the middle of the masked young man's eyebrows, and the red color quickly expanded, and the divine light in his eyes was quickly dimmed.

Blood was gushing out from Yang Song's eyebrows, and the light in his eyes faded like a tide.

Mo Yunfan hurriedly took out the spiritual pill, but just now he took it out, and two dull "bang" sounds and the two of them fell to the ground.

"What a long!" the other two young men sighed: "It's useless, the sword in the eyebrows is already dead."
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