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With great difficulty, he managed to distance himself from everyone's line of sight. Little Tianfeng immediately had the two of them leave quickly.

The fierce battle over the ruins of the Duke's Mansion continued, and the turbulent space seemed to be facing the end of the world.

Feng Ji's figure appeared, but she didn't seem to have any intention of interfering as she looked at the fiery battle. Her charming eyes looked at the woman in black who was also spectating beside her.

The help message that Ni Long sent just now was because of this woman? Feng Ji was secretly guessing the opponent's cultivation.

"Give us half of what you get, will you?" A clear voice came from the woman in black's bamboo hat.

Even though he couldn't see the other party's appearance, he was still a young woman from the sound of his voice.

Unable to figure out the identity of the person, Feng Ji's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and then she gently laughed: "You can, but you still have to show me your ability, after all this is something that I have spent a lot of effort to obtain, I can't just give it up with just your words. Even if we do, we must at least sincerely convince and convince this humble one. "

With a slight nod, the woman in black's robes fluttered in the wind. Her fists were clenched as she slowly pushed forward. A melodious voice rang out, "In that case, take my Sky Breaking Fist."

Spiritual Qi quickly gathered in his fist. The moment his fist was completely thrown out, a gigantic fist shadow rushed towards Feng Ji with the might of the heavens in its hand.

Sensing the terrifying energy contained within that fist, Feng Ji withdrew her charming look. Her black eyes flashed with a green light. Her two slender hands crossed over her chest. Her hair danced in the wind. Streams of green light turned into a river and engulfed the fist shadow.

Boom!" Dull explosions reverberated in the air. The already unstable seal was torn apart, leaving behind many sinister wounds. Yellow sand accumulated on its surface fell down like a waterfall. Even the battling Ni Long and Feng Mo had no choice but to split up and return to the side of the two girls.

"What a strong profound strength!"

"What an enormous soul force!"

Cries of praise came from the two girls at the same time.

"Take it. You are qualified to have it." Taking out the Insignia, Feng Ji said lazily with a charming smile.

"Thank you, you can leave now!" Putting away the seal, the black clothed lady said indifferently.

"Hehe, then we'll meet again someday. I look forward to fighting you at will in the future." With a trace of splendor, Feng Ji was laughing.

"Anytime." The woman in black's voice was as cold as ever.

Without another word, Feng Ji and Ni Long turned into two balls of light and quickly disappeared from the space.

In the midst of the yellow sand, Feng Ji and Ni Long appeared.

"Thirteenth Sister, how can you just give that seal to them?" Ni Long frowned and softly said.

Annoyed, Feng Ji rolled her eyes and said, "So what if we don't give them? No matter what, that was still the territory of the Nether Demon Sect, and this was their home ground. Besides, we can't start a war with them unless we want to be buried in that relic. "We've dragged it out too long, who knows if they still have reinforcements or not."

Sighing lightly, Ni Long helplessly said, "Let's go. The owner of the map should be satisfied now." "The answer is still more important."

"..."

On the other side, Feng Mo looked at Feng Ji's departing back and said lightly, "Miss Beitang, should we send someone to continue chasing them?"

Gently shaking her head, the girl in black said lightly: "No need, our target this time is not them." "Oh yeah, tell your people not to chase after the people in the relic either."

Even though he didn't really understand the meaning behind the lady's words, Feng Mo still nodded his head.

"Commander, we've captured a fellow." Right at this moment, a group of black-clothed people walked over. Among them, there was an extremely miserable red-clothed old man, and he was actually a blood-clothed ancestor who was seriously injured and waiting for an opportunity to escape. However, his luck was bad, and he was caught by these black-clothed people before he had even run far.

"Spare me! Spare me! I am willing to be loyal to you! Please be magnanimous and spare me!" The arrogant and domineering Patriarch Blood Cloth had never thought that he would wag his tail and beg for mercy. However, when faced with such an expert, he could only beg for his life in such an aggrieved manner.

Seeing this miserable fellow, Feng Mo could not help but reveal an odd expression. After all, a fellow at the peak of the Mysterious Sect could definitely be considered an expert and would be of great use if he stayed by their side. Just as he was about to nod his head, Miss Beitang slowly walked up to the Blood Cloth Grandmaster.

"With your strength, it's a good choice for you to join our sect." Before the Patriarch could rejoice, he heard Miss Beitang's cold voice continue, "It's just that you've hurt someone you shouldn't have. Your life is way too cheap."

With a light flick of her sleeves, Miss Beitang turned around and left. As for the red-clothed old man kneeling on the ground, his eyes widened without a single sound. A thin red line on his neck gradually expanded, and thick blood sprayed out.

"..."

In the depths of the Satan desert, a giant silver wolf was galloping at top speed.

On the back of the wolf, two figures snuggled together.

"Hmm?" Bai Mei slowly woke up with a slight groan. She realized the situation she was in and was about to get up.

"You're awake? How do you feel? " The gentle but familiar voice made her body stiffen. She felt the young master's arm around her stomach and blushed. Lowering her head, she said, "My body is much better now. Thank you for taking care of me these days, young master."

Even though she had broken off all of the matters that happened after she fainted that day, it definitely wouldn't stop her from imagining how much the young master had sacrificed for her. She even felt that it was a miracle that she was still alive.

"Hehe, that's good. Girl, don't risk your life in the future." He actually dares to disobey this Young Lord's orders from time to time, he deserves to be beaten. " Thinking of how this stubborn girl would always stand in front of him at the most crucial moment, Little Tian Feng felt a warm feeling in his heart.

Lightly knocking on her little head a few times, Little Tian Feng didn't seem to be able to vent his anger. He gently pushed his petite body forward and gave her a couple of heavy and light smacks on her raised buttocks.

Noticing the Young Lord's actions, the little white Plum Blossom immediately became soft. It nestled into the Young Lord's broad chest as its little red face panted rapidly.

Looking closely at the reddened cheeks of the little white plum, he had to admit that the shy girl who wandered in front of him all day was also a little beauty, especially that red face which made people make mistakes.

Smelling the fragrance in her hair, Young Master Xiao smiled as she allowed herself to be plucked. With a flip of his hand, a rough bracelet appeared in his palm, and he stuffed it into the young girl's trembling hands without saying a word.

"This is a gift from the young master. It's very important that you keep it well." Little Tian Feng snickered.

Holding the bracelet, Lil 'White nodded gently with a flushed face, and carefully placed it in his arms as if it was the most precious thing in his life.