Shengle City, in the bookstore.

Kong Jia stood on the head of the bed and looked at Kong Yi's face that was no longer blue and black, and reached out to find out his breath.

Although the breathing at the finger is shallow, it is stable.

Kong Jia slowly curled up his palm and breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at Mo Ran and said, "What kind of reward do you want?"

Mo Ran sat at the table, writing about the things you need to pay attention to after the rest of the rest. At this time, he put down his pen and said, "Mr. Kong Jia is so serious. Kong Yi and Ran are old friends, so I am willing to save him, so why do you need to repay me?"

Kong Jia was quiet for a moment, then walked to Mo Ran, his eyes were quiet and bright. He said three more words: "Too timely."

Mo Ran raised his lips and smiled softly: "Mo Ran is also a famous person in Wenbang. He knew that Kong Yi won the title of the chrysanthemum appreciation poetry meeting in Pingcheng every year, but this time he heard that it was not. He was surprised and suspicious, so he wanted to visit and comfort his old friend... He didn't expect it to happen in time."

Kong Jia glanced at him and whispered: "I'm injured, haven't gone."

Mo Ran smiled and replied, "I had already thought that Kong Yi must have not been to Pingcheng for the poetry meeting because of his injury, so I didn't need to comfort him again." After that, he asked, "I just don't know why Kong Yi was seriously injured? Moreover, what he had in his wound was poisonous that the foreign tribe, the Western Qiang people, used by foreign tribes, was used by the poison."

Kong Jia stood quietly.

Mo Ran didn't say anything.

After a while, Kong Jia looked at Mo Ran: "You are here for a strange plan."

Mo Ran was stunned.

Kong Jia said again: "Besides, you are the owner of the Shadow Network."

At this time, the eyes of the boy in black who had always stood quietly on Mo Ran's side suddenly became cold.

The man in black clothes, who was tidying up the table and was tidying up the treatment equipment, stopped in his hand and slowly stood up straight.

"It was stolen, lost, Qiang people." Kong Jia stood straight at Kong Yi's bedside in black clothes like a curtain: "You want to know, I said."

Mo Ran looked up straight ahead: "The library was stolen, and the strange strategy record has been lost. It was the Qiang people who took action..." Mo Ran turned to look at Kong Jia: "Mr. Kong Jia knows that if the lost strange strategy record is known by the court, it should be a crime of extermination. Especially when it falls into the hands of the Qiang people." After a moment, Mo Ran said again: "Mr. Just telling him easily, is it inappropriate?"

Kong Jia stood quietly, his voice was plain: "I saved Zijia, I believe you."

Mo Ran was stunned again.

At this time, a person stepped out of the door and quickly walked over and pushed the door in: "Wen! I'm in the current whereabouts!"

"explain."

The man glanced at Mo Ran, and immediately lowered his head and replied: "As expected, they left the dead wood forest in the west of the city, and planned to pass through the woods and leave Shengle City. Now they are surrounded by Zili Zilin and their formation and cannot escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black robe passed by his ears with strong wind, and Kong Jia had already strided out.

Mo Ran looked at his back and said quickly: "My plum and the shadow are incompatible with water and fire. Do you believe me, aren't you afraid that he will be in peace in the spring?"

Kong Jia took a few steps and stopped for a moment, "I will not care if I die." After saying that, he jumped away and left.

As soon as he left Xun, more than a dozen Wusect disciples guarded the door.

Mo Ran glanced at the boy beside him, who frowned, then walked out quickly and left immediately.

...

In the dead wood forest in the west of the city, twelve young men in martial arts uniforms surrounded the middle of the two of them constantly rotated and surrounded.

The enemy further retreated three steps, and the enemy scored three points in one stroke. He only surrounded him and did not attack, and changed at the right time. The twelve people surrounded the two of them in the middle, and they made moves, and they did not mess up in the advance and retreat. Their body movements were even more dazzling.

Rabazi punched and hit the empty space several times, and felt that the figures surrounded him like floating lights and glittering shadows. You move forward, I retreat, and you move forward, you can't tell the truth at all, and you can't figure out the truth at all.

The twelve people's body movements were so fast that they could not even be beaten by the sound of dancing. At the farthest, they separated dozens of steps and wanted to break through each other. In the next moment, they saw the twelve people walking in a hurry for a few steps, and then they formed a group of six people, and they were surrounded by them, making it even more difficult to break through.

Is this the famous heavy cage formation of the Confucius Wuzong? It is indeed well-known.

Labazi was sweating and his arm was injured, and layers of blood were oozing out. Seeing that it was powerful and difficult to use, he felt very irritable. He just wanted to catch one of them and punch him in the forehead!

The sound of dancing was even more entangled. The face hidden under the cloak was blue and white, cold and depressed, frowned between the eyebrows, and the feet gradually became chaotic.

Suddenly, when he heard a whistle sound outside the forest, the twelve people holding the sword were even more shocked, their steps and body movements were faster, the formation was sometimes tight and sometimes loose, and they were as scattered as lotus opening and closing, and they had a very tacit understanding. It would be impossible to achieve without more than ten years of exercise.

Wu Yusheng's heart sank, knowing that it was the Kong family members about to arrive, and they would never escape if they didn't break it out! Although he knew it, he had no choice but to hate him in his eyes.

But at this moment, a petite figure was thrown out from the depths of the dead wood forest and was hitting one of the young men holding the sword.

The young man was very fast in body movement, and he could easily end the sudden chaos of the formation by turning the sword. However, his body movement was quick and his eyes were also fast. When he raised the sword, he saw clearly that the petite figure that was smashed was a girl with tears on his face. When he slammed the sword in his hand, the formation immediately became chaotic.

Rabazi immediately realized the opportunity and quickly bullied himself! He was swinging at the young man who caught the girl's face!
Chapter completed!