It's the person who is chasing Feng Qingwu!
Mu Jiuke's expression changed slightly, and he forcibly suppressed his intention to take action. Taking action at this critical point would definitely affect Feng Qingwu himself, so before Feng Qingwu was really lost in the illusion and couldn't wake up——
In order not to damage her foundation and body, he couldn't take action.
Thinking of this, Mu Jiuke half-closed his eyes, feeling very depressed, but at this moment - the wind blade struck Feng Qingwu's back straight!
In fact, according to her ability, she can avoid it.
But her almost exhausted spiritual power and broken body did not allow Feng Qingwu to dodge at all. After receiving a blow on her back, her figure was like a helpless Piao Ping in the rain, unable to control herself. Pounce forward.
Then, he stumbled to the ground and fell into a quagmire...
Feng Qingwu fell to the ground. The injuries on her body were already uncontrollable. Even her strength to stand up was almost gone. She coughed softly, and the fragments of her organs were mixed with the blood she coughed up, all of which fell to the ground.
The sound of crackling and falling heavy rain seemed to swallow up the heaven and earth.
Amidst the crashing sound, the footsteps were getting closer and closer. Feng Qingwu reluctantly covered his chest with his hands and turned to look behind him.
Those were two men in black.
They were just wearing ordinary night-walking clothes, but the night-walking clothes seemed to have been specially carved with formations, affixed with talismans, and used corresponding spells to cover up all their auras, making it impossible to detect them.
Feng Qingwu asked weakly: "Who are you..."
But the two men in black didn't answer.
They walked out of the dense forest together and stared closely at Feng Qingwu. Their faces and breaths were obscured by the magic, making it impossible to identify them. They could only feel the extremely ferocious killing intent and hostility they revealed.
"Feng Qingwu, you can't run away."
One of them spoke hoarsely.
But Feng Qingwu took a strong breath and said coldly: "If you can even see me at the Nascent Soul stage, your cultivation level should be higher than mine."
"But after setting up a formation to block spiritual power and drugging me, making it difficult for me to use my strength at the Nascent Soul Stage, you still couldn't catch me for so long, and even chased me to the outside of Tianxuan Sect. You guys His cultivation is not as high as mine."
"Who is the person behind your scenes?"
When the two men in black heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other. They didn't expect that Feng Qingwu could still think of this level after being forced into such a desperate situation.
The other person seemed not to want to be entangled any longer. In the pouring rainy night, he stretched out one hand, revealing the sharp and sharp tip of the dagger. In the darkness of the rainy night, the malice was even more dazzling.
Feng Qingwu's face turned even uglier.
She whispered: "Is the person behind your scenes crazy? How dare he murder the chief of Tianxuan Sect in front of Tianxuan Sect?!"
"How dare you?"
The man sneered, said nothing, and just attacked instantly.
Unexpectedly, at the moment when he attacked, Feng Qingwu, who had fallen to the ground without any ability to fight back, actually put one hand on the ground, then turned over and jumped up high.
In just the blink of an eye, he narrowly avoided the attack.
Seeing such a situation, the eyes of the two men in black changed, and one could even see the clear fear in them. The reason why they dared to pursue Feng Qingwu in the Nascent Soul stage so carelessly was not because they were drugged.
But now, they have reached the point where they are at the end of their rope.
How could Feng Qingwu still have the strength to resist? !
Could it be...that the medicine has worn off?
After realizing this, the two men in black stopped in their tracks, obviously frightened by Feng Qingwu's accumulated reputation and power.
And Feng Qingwu was waiting for this opportunity.
When the two of them paused, she gathered up her last bit of strength, poured her spiritual power into her feet, and disappeared from the eyes of the two men in black in an instant!
Even in this situation, Feng Qingwu is quite calm. As long as she enters Tianxuanmen's sphere of influence, according to her master's cultivation in the god-transformation stage and the help of the formations within Tianxuanmen, she will definitely be able to escape.
But I didn’t expect——
When Feng Qingwu tried his best to rush into Tianxuanmen's formation.
The formation that was supposed to be a help suppressed the last bit of strength she had finally gathered in the blink of an eye. Not to mention informing Sword Master Qingheng, Feng Qingwu even lost the ability to move.
She was firmly suppressed in place by the formation, with disbelief in her eyes.
But at this time, the man in black who originally stopped because of fear had already caught up with her again. At this moment, they were standing not far behind Feng Qingwu, watching her being controlled in place, unable to move at all.
The two of them breathed a visibly relieved sigh.
Immediately afterwards, one of them instinctively looked in the direction of Tianxuan Sect.
"is that OK."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen. We are all for the same person."
During the conversation, the person who was still a little worried finally made up his mind. Seeing Feng Qingwu in front of him who had fallen into a coma, both of them strode forward and directly entered the formation within the Tianxuan Sect. What was surprising was that ——
Tianxuanmen’s formation showed no intention of being touched at all!
Seeing this, Mu Jiuke, who had been following behind with his semi-invisible figure, suddenly changed his expression. Who was it that attacked Feng Qingwu? Even if Tianxuan Sect is not a top sect, but...
It’s not like there was no warning when a stranger entered the formation, right?
Mu Jiuke was not sure whether he could see the faces of the two men clearly, so he just tentatively pierced the two men in black with his spiritual thoughts, only to see - the next moment, all the coverings disappeared.
Underneath that cover, an extraordinarily young face was revealed.
Is it because this book is based on a reproduction of a real scene, or...
Mu Jiuke didn't have time to think deeply, he just remembered the two faces, and maybe he could find a way to tell Feng Qingwu in the future, but now he had no time to think - because at this moment, the two people had already dragged Feng Qingwu away.
What...are they going to do?
Mu Jiuke suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.
Perhaps for monks, there is something more despairing than death.
…
In the dense forest, the heavy rain continued, and there seemed to be a wail resounding from heaven to earth.
Feng Qingwu, who was in a state of embarrassment and covered in mud, was unconscious on the ground. Her green Taoist robe had long been stained red with blood, while the two men in black squatted in front of her, with the sharp dagger tips, bit by bit. The earth submerged into Dantian.
"ah--"
Severe pain came.
Feng Qingwu was forced to wake up from her coma. She screamed uncontrollably. She was sweating heavily and was shaking in pain.
But another man in black quickly stepped forward and held her down.
"hurry up!"
"knew."
With two merciless words, the man in black held a dagger and directly cut open her Dantian. With one hand, he controlled the flow of spiritual power and put the brocade box he had prepared aside.
The formation engraved on it was specially prepared for this time.
It can be said that it is unique.
When he noticed this, Mu Jiuke's pupils suddenly shrank. He saw with his own eyes that Feng Qingwu was in the cave and took it back from the man in black robe.
Could it be that--
The premonition in my heart became stronger and stronger.
Whether it was a contract or a habit, strong emotions pulled at Mu Jiuke's heart. He was forcibly suppressing his desire to take action, and his fingertips seemed to be about to break through the body's defense and dig into the palm of his hand.
He could only blame it on the strong emotions shared through the contract.
