Beastly Fēi that Go Against the Heaven: Coerced by the Huáng Shū

Chapter 216 Can you pull it open?

“This is the feeling, not the ear.”

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“Amount…” Fang Zicheng slightly stayed, watching Jing Yue hurriedly ran a few steps, that a random action, two gray wolves seem to understand very well, and Jing Yue played together, bypassed a The mountain is just above the Chengcang Road, standing here overlooking the situation, you can clearly see the situation of Dacheng Cangdao.

“It seems that the team of the bodyguards has not arrived yet.” Jing Lang blinked and said to the distance faintly: “First take a break, I will go and see the situation around.”

“Okay.” Jingyue nodded and knew that it was not a time to play. He called two gray wolves to his side and stared at the road below. There were not many people on this road. It is the official road that the road turns to a mountain.

Jingyue slightly lifted his head and looked around. A peaceful color made Jingyue’s mouth bend. The calmer the more, the more calm it would be to hide this different thing.

“Fang Zicheng, my bow?” Jing Yue side looked at Fang Zicheng.

“Here it is here.” Fang Zicheng untied the bow on his back and handed it to Jingyue. It was very unbelievable. He swept the small body of the Jingyue month and said, “Can you pull it open?”

“Hey.” Jing Yue snorted, took the bow of Fang Zicheng’s hand, raised his hand and pulled out a feather arrow to align Fang Zicheng, the bow that suddenly opened, the cold arrow pointed directly to Fang Zicheng, one of the dark eyes It’s not like jokes that flashed past.

Fang Zicheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, watching Jing Yue’s bow pointing at his bow and swallowing.

“How?” Jing Yue slowly released his hand and smiled and looked at Fang Zicheng.

“I don’t want to be the one who is uncle of the Nine Emperor.” Fang Zicheng said with a sigh, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and the gentle and indifferent look made Jing Yue very disdainful and turned his eyes.

When Jing Lang came back, it was exactly this scene. The long sword in his hand was slightly unconsciously tightened. He watched Jing Yue turn his back to himself. The petite body is like standing on a cliff. A piece of cold plum on top, alone and cold and proud.

“How?” Jing Yue heard the footsteps behind him and leaned over to look at Jing Lang.

“There was no trace of other people. It should not be on this mountain.” Jing Lang said, standing on the side of Jing Yue.

“Wait a minute.” Jing Yue squatted and sat on the ground, stroking the smooth fur on the side of the silver arrow and the silver wind. The time passed a little, and the Chengcang Road was finally no longer rushed from a distance. I drove over a big carriage.

Jingyue looked a glimpse, stood up and stared at it. A big box on a big carriage was tied up. Two horses were walking forward, and the wheels were as deep as the traces on the road. I want to make something on this carriage really a very heavy thing.

“A little trouble.” Jing Yue kneeling – body, looking at the accompanying team, roughly estimated that there are about fifty people, one with a long sword in their hands, wearing two kinds of clothing, I want to come to that is the two A person in the Escort.

“It’s the long door and the flying tiger.” Jing Lang’s face was also dignified. He said: “This is the two biggest darts on the rivers and lakes. It has always been incompatible with water and fire. I didn’t expect Fu Yan to let this happen. The two darts are gathered together.”