Second update

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Miao Fengfeng curled her lips and did not rush out of the gap opened by Han Yun, but instead rushed towards the densest place of the blood puppet. The long black rope danced into a ball of light with black air, wrapped her inside, and rushed over unscrupulously.

Han Yun couldn't help but secretly smacked his tongue. This girl was powerful. Seeing that the magic weapon he used was similar to that of Old Gui Ren, was she a member of the Minghua Sect?

quack!

With several loud screams, the seven-level fourth-level blood puppet rushed towards Miao Fengfeng in turn, swung his claws and retreated, and then pounced on the next end.

Puff!

The light ball was hit dozens of times in a row, and the light dimmed. Finally, it exploded with a fluffy, revealing the Miao Fengfeng inside.

Swish! The spiritual shield in front of Miao Fengfeng was immediately grabbed and scattered. Miao Fengfeng shouted with a sweet cry, and the long black rope tied up three level 4 blood puppets. The black rope was sizzling black air, and the three blood puppets screamed in pain. At this time, a level 4 blood puppet took the opportunity to pounce silently from behind, and stretched out his claws and swung his head down. Miao Fengfeng was using the black rope with all his strength, and now he was unable to avoid it and could not stop it, and his head was about to be scratched.

At this critical moment, the high-temperature air wave rushed to the scene instantly. The blood puppet screamed, and a flame sword pointed out from its chest. The sharp claws swung tilted and passed through Miao Fengfeng's back. Instantly, blood splashed, Miao Fengfeng let out a painful cry and fell from the flying sword, but she still gritted her teeth tightly. The black light flashed in her eyes, and activated the magic trick. The black cable suddenly became black, and the three-headed and fourth-level blood puppet tied up instantly.

Bang! Like a scorching sun falling from the sky, the giant sword burning with the big sun's true fire penetrated into the middle of the three tied level 4 blood puppets. The flames exploded with a bang, and the three blood puppets turned into ashes in screams. The other blood puppets were frightened by the powerful thunder sword and retreated one after another. They hid slowly and were swept by the big sun's true fire and burned to charcoal on the spot.

In the sea of ​​fire, Han Yun pursed his lips tightly, reached out to catch the falling Miao Fengfeng, waved his left hand and put all four blood marrow stones into his hands. Miao Fengfeng's black rope magic weapon was also put away, and the purple lightning arrow rushed away. He swung two consecutive Sun True Fire Swords, almost hollowing out Han Yun's fire-attributed spiritual power, especially the last sword, which was already Han Yun's full-strength attack. The blood puppets were intimidated by Han Yun's ferocity for a while, and they woke up to chase after him.

While flying quickly, Han Yun looked down at Miao Fengfeng's injuries and quickly lit a few times near her wound, slowing down the blood flowing out. He saw three long blood marks slanted from his right shoulder to the left rib. If this claw was a little deeper, the girl would probably have to be cut in half.

Han Yun carefully picked up the blood-stained robe behind Miao Fengfeng, sprinkled some bleeding-stop powder on it, and poured two blood coagulation pills into her mouth. Then he carefully hugged her lower abdomen, holding the amazingly elastic buttocks with her left hand, letting her left shoulder beside her chest and rest her head on her shoulder. The hugging posture was too erotic, there was no way! The wound on Miao Fengfeng's back was too long, so Han Yun had to hug her like this.

"Go... go there, don't fly too fast, lure the blood puppets over there!" At this time, Miao Fengfeng actually woke up and pointed to her left hand weakly. Han Yun's heart moved, and he turned his head to fly to the left. The three-level 4 blood puppets behind him were chasing with thousands of low-level blood puppets. Fortunately, the speed of these blood puppets was really slower, and there was no danger as long as they were not surrounded.

"What do you think now?" Han Yun asked lowly, but saw Miao Fengfeng's pale pretty face blushing like a burning fire. Her butt twisted and she whispered: "Let me go!"

Only then did Han Yun realize that it was not appropriate to hold the other person's buttocks like this. Heavy waves of heat came from his left hand. The light and elastic feeling made Han Yun feel moved and he couldn't help but pinch it hard.

"Ah! You!" Miao Fengfeng exclaimed first, then furious, raised her palm and slapped Han Yun's face. But with his hand stretched out, he immediately touched the wound on his back, and almost fainted from pain.

Han Yun smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Miao, please calm down. I have been holding it for a long time. It is pure accident to move my fingers!"

Chiu ~

The purple lightning arrow accelerated and ran out wildly. Miao Fengfeng recovered after a while. She struggled to push Han Yun away, but when she moved, her round buttocks were rubbing against Han Yun's palm. The heat on her big hand felt clearer, and Miao Fengfeng didn't dare to move immediately. Han Yun felt a little relieved, and deliberately lowered her head and asked, "Where are we going?"

Miao Fengfeng gritted her teeth and said coldly: "Just fly forward, you will have brothers to help!"

Han Yun said oh, continued to fly forward slowly, and stopped from time to time to wait for the group of blood puppets behind him. At this time, the team of blood puppets became stronger. It was obvious that the new force was replenishing in. The fourth-level blood puppets led by the leader increased to eight, and the mighty blood puppets had at least six or seven thousand. The momentum was quite scary. Han Yun couldn't help but secretly worried that the formations set up by Miao Fengfeng's brothers could withstand the impact of so many blood puppets.

At this time, Miao Fengfeng's face became redder and redder. The heat from Han Yun's big hand came from her butt. She seemed to be sitting on a soldering iron, her heart was like a deer, her legs were tightly tied together, and she actually felt a little wet and greasy between her legs.

"Sir Han, let me go!" Miao Fengfeng finally couldn't help but look up at Han Yun's side, but unexpectedly found that her voice had become so slight and delicate, not at all like her.

Han Yun looked down at Miao Fengfeng. When the two of them met, Miao Fengfeng actually looked away like dodging. Han Yun said unexpectedly: "Can you still fly with a sword?"

"I'll try!" Miao Fengfeng gritted her teeth and wanted to struggle, but a severe pain like a knife was immediately heard behind her back. She couldn't help but scream and screamed back to Han Yun's chest. Han Yun smiled and said, "No! I'd better work harder, don't worry! I won't take advantage of you!"

Miao Fengfeng couldn't help but feel angry. This is not a good deal, so what does it mean? She said annoyedly: "Can you stop hugging like this!"

"Oh!" Han Yun turned Miao Fengfeng over and carried it on his shoulder, like carrying a wood, and his right hand was still pressed on Miao Fengfeng's buttocks. Miao Fengfeng couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, and said angrily: "This is even more impossible!"

"How do you want to hug me? I'm afraid of touching the wound on your back!" Han Yun said with a righteous face. Miao Fengfeng's face was swollen like a big red paper, and her fierceness was aroused and she cursed loudly: "I don't care, I can't touch my butt anyway! Otherwise, I'll chop your stinky hands!"

Han Yun couldn't help but sweat. He forced himself to laugh wildly, put Miao Fengfeng down carefully, and said seriously: "Then you step on my feet!"

Miao Fengfeng was happy and thought about it. She barely stepped on Han Yun's feet. Han Yun gently wrapped her waist to help her stabilize her body. Miao Fengfeng breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, there was no need to be taken advantage of by Han Yun's disciple, but suddenly she felt something was wrong. Now the two of them were standing face to face, and their chests were almost against Han Yun's chest.

Whoosh! Han Yun suddenly accelerated, Miao Fengfeng let out a light sound, and lay on Han Yun's body. The pair of Fengting, who was about to break out of her clothes, hit Han Yun's chest very hard.

"Ah! Sorry, it didn't hurt you!" Han Yun said hypocritically. Miao Fengfeng gritted her teeth in hatred, and was about to curse her. However, Han Yun suddenly sang: "Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhao, come here quickly! Your boss is injured!"

Wang Zhao and the other two were racing towards the response in a flying sword. At first, they saw Boss Feng being held in Han Yun's arms. They were embraced by Han Yun. They were in close condition and were very surprised. They were envious and jealous.

At this time, when Han Yun shouted that the boss was injured, he was shocked and rushed towards him. Only then did he see that Miao Fengfeng was stained with blood behind her, revealing her long wounds.

"Boss, what's wrong with you!" The two of them flew to Han Yun, asking anxiously. Miao Fengfeng was angry and turned her head and said angrily: "I can't die yet! You two dead bastards have been here for so long. Have you been trapped in the demon formation?"

Seeing that Miao Fengfeng was full of energy and cursing, Wang and Zhao couldn't help but feel relieved, patted their chests and said, "It's already been laid out, there are plenty of spirit stones, and 100,000 blood puppets can be trapped!"

"Don't talk nonsense, get back quickly!" Miao Fengfeng waved her hand in anger, and a biting pain immediately came from her back. She couldn't help but let out a light sound, and pressed against Han Yun's chest again. Han Yun couldn't help but feel a little happy. It felt very useful and very touching!

Wang and Zhao couldn't help but glance at Han Yun in awe and said to himself: "Awesome, Brother Han has just arrived for a day and has conquered the boss who is as fierce as a fire? Tsk tsk, it seems that the boss will change people in the future!"

The two led Han Yun toward the place where the demon trapped array was! After flying for more than ten miles, a faint light finally appeared in front of them, which should be where the magic array was.

Buzz! A black light flashed, Miao Fengfeng sacrificed her black sword, endured the severe pain, straightened her waist, and barely stepped onto the flying sword. Seeing this, Han Yun smiled, held Miao Fengfeng's shoulder, and helped her step onto the flying sword. Miao Fengfeng barely stood on the flying sword, turned her head and glared at Han Yun fiercely. Han Yun smiled indifferently, Miao Fengfeng insisted on controlling the sword himself, thinking that she was afraid that the brothers below would see it. Her image as the boss still had to be maintained.

"Boss is back!" A noise sounded!

I saw a circle of people below, surrounded by low mountain bags, and more than 30 cultivators were standing in a circle. Han Yun followed Miao Fengfeng to the ground, and the more than 30 cultivators immediately surrounded him.

"Everyone is ready, the blood puppets will arrive soon!" Miao Fengfeng shouted to the command. The cultivators immediately dispersed, each standing in their corresponding positions, and sacrificing magic weapons to be ready.

"Fellow Daoist Miao? What can I do to help me?" Han Yun couldn't help but speak.
Chapter completed!