The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 944: Find death!

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You can rent a monk and send them off for a ride. Bai Chenfeng can just take advantage of this time to regain his mental strength.

"Can you still rent monks?"

"Yes."

Huan Qingyan thinks this is much easier.

She doesn't need the white dust at all.

"Then let's break up right now, white dust, thank you for sending me out of the holy city, I don't want to see you, let's go our own way."

White dust covered the handsome facial features, his eyes sank, "Xiaoyan, you are inconvenient now, where are you going alone? Let me take care of you, OK?"

Huan Qingyan looked lonely and sad, "White dust, can you let me be alone? I really don't want to see anyone..."

Bai Chenfeng looked sad, "Okay. Xiaoyan, let's break up in Yangcheng. The monks who can rent are usually in the special market. You can find it with a swipe of consciousness."

"Ok, thank you, goodbye."

Baichen stayed in place, watching her walk away, "Goodbye."

He won't give up. If she doesn't want to see him, just follow her behind her secretly, protect her, and keep her from discovering it.

She smelled of him anyway.

In the Blood Moon Secret Realm, he bit her and some saliva penetrated into her blood. As long as it was not too far away, within a hundred miles, he could still sense her position.

Within a hundred miles, he hides his breath again, and she shouldn't be discovered by her.

According to what Bai Chenfeng said, Huan Qingyan really found a group of monks who specialize in renting and taking people to fly. After inquiring and finding a middle-aged monk with the fastest flying speed, after some bargaining, the middle-aged monk, At the price of ten thousand spiritual stones a day, she accepted her entrustment.

Huan Qingyan didn't stay there, she directly sat on the feather flying magic weapon of the middle-aged monk and left Yangcheng.

The white dust seal followed.

But not long after he left Yangcheng, suddenly a few masked monks blocked the path of Bai Chenfeng.

"This road is driven by me, and this tree is planted by me. If you want to pass on from now on, you can stay to buy road money! This brother, acquaintance, one million spiritual stones tolls, brothers, don’t say anything. You go!"

White dust sealed a pair of gloomy eyes and swept over these people coldly.

"Dare to stand in my way and die!"

The cultivation bases of these people are only true spiritualists, not Bai Chenfeng's opponents, they were beaten by Bai Chenfeng.

Beating crying father and mother...

After Bai Chenfeng beat the group away, he used his consciousness to sense it again, his face suddenly pale!

Illustration is gone!

The fantasy face he had been following is gone!

Furthermore, on the side of Huan Qingyan, this middle-aged monk's feather magical weapon is indeed fast, and it grows a lot faster than the white dust-covered one. This Wan Lingshi is worth the cost.

It is getting farther and farther away from the holy city.

She doesn't have a special purpose, just want to stay away from the holy city, the farther the better.

Suddenly, Huan Qingyan became a little drowsy.

I don’t know if it’s a tired trip or something?

She looked up, and the middle-aged monk was looking at her with a weird smile.

"Go to sleep, fantasy girl, when you wake up, we will be there..."

"Who are you? What are you going to do?" Huan Qingyan had a bad instinct, and she wanted to jump off the flying magic weapon.

Because the middle-aged monk's cultivation base is lower than that of Huan Qingyan, Huan Qingyan did not watch out.

The middle-aged monk did not stop her, because under the feather flying magic weapon, all are fine velvet nets, even if she jumps off, she will fall on the velvet net, and Huan Qingyan has no flying magic weapons at this time. , Feng Yuling was thrown into the holy city by her.