(ps: I saw it, don't worry, the cat's condition is recovering. Well, the number of words is nearly 4,000 today, and it is quite enjoyable to write. I hope all book friends can read it well.^-^)

Rain can be regarded as God's tears. God has never been a kind guy. If he shed tears, he would inevitably bring the world with sadness.

But what Philip said was that someone was about to cry, and of course the object of this was not referring to Don.

From a certain perspective, although the strange bad friends of Donn and Philip, although they have different positions, they can indeed be called spiritual communication.

Donn knew about Philip, so after learning that the person who found Allen's identity was Philip, he simply gave up the rescue plan and no longer worried about the safety of Allen and others.

At the same time, Philip also knew Tang En very well. Although he knew that Winsling brought a lot of masters this time, he was not small, and some even came from the royal court. But since he saw Tang En appear to save Xia Wei'an with his own eyes, Philip believed that he must be fully prepared.

So, the only person to cry is Winsling...

However, the reality is that although Tang En did not cry, he still wanted to cry without tears. The sweat flowed around him was much more than tears.

Xia Wei'an was too heavy. This weight even made Tang En's mind have no imagination about a man. It seemed that he was carrying a beautiful woman with a unique temperament and a gentle body. It was a mountain, a mountain that seemed to be desperate, and he was the Yugong who was moving the mountain...

"Huhhh... I can't do it anymore. I have to lose weight. I have to lose weight! If this continues, when you get married, you can flatten your man directly on the wedding bed..." He gasped and said no. Tang En ran quickly under his feet. He didn't even forget to complain and joke.

"Then let it go." Sha Wei'an, who had just escaped from the trial stage, seemed to be in a good mood. She had no sense of being a burden at all. She hugged Tang En's neck tightly, "Where did you want to go with the people behind you until now?"

"Oh! Warn you not to provoke me. Do you really think I dare not leave you... Huh... Wait a little longer. The terrain here is not complicated enough, and I can't let go, Huh..."

There is no need to explain in detail, Xia Wei'an, who has experienced many battles, can certainly understand what Tang En means. The current situation is that only by letting go of Xia Wei'an can Tang En let go of his hands and feet to fight back. But the key is that the terrain is not complicated enough, and Tang En cannot temporarily get rid of the tracking line behind the rear. So if Xia Wei'an is put down at this time, she will likely be killed by the chased empty-level powerful man in one move...

"Then you need to run faster, at the current speed..." After looking back, Xia Wei'an said calmly. "The sky is right behind, three minutes. An empty-level warrior can catch up with us. The street on the right, about five minutes, the cannon fodder you mentioned earlier should be able to circumvent our route."

"Huhhh... I'm talking lightly, you can try to speed up." Tang En's eyes had already captured the surrounding terrain, and then he paused suddenly, changed his route, and rushed to a three-story attic to the right.

He did not enter, but stopped at the exterior wall on the west side of the attic and temporarily disappeared from the sight of the empty-level warrior who was chasing behind him.

"Stay a break!" Putting down Xia Wei'an, Tang En explained in a concise manner, then shook his hands, squinted his eyes and looked up, taking a deep breath, as if he was breathing evenly.

In just a moment, Xia Wei'an watched Tang En's ups and downs slowly calm down, and he couldn't help but nod, revealing a few admiration. Of course, this is not resting, or not just resting. Instead, it is quickly adjusting his state to the best state of taking action before the war!

That's right, Tang En is going to do it.

The plan never keeps up with the change, because the whereabouts of the aunt who had a strong sense of justice and Tang En and the others were exposed a little early, and they were soon targeted by nearby earth-level warriors and the air-level strong men coming. With Tang En and his current speed, it is impossible to get rid of it. Only by killing these two people quickly can you have the chance to run to that complex terrain.

And this is exactly what makes Xia Wei'an puzzled. Needless to mention the earth-level warrior, Xia Wei'an believes that if Tang En really wants to kill, it is not impossible to solve the opponent in one encounter. However, the air-level strong people are different. Even if Tang En has a variety of strange assassination methods, even if Tang En is stronger than the opponent, even if Tang En's strength is higher than the opponent's line, in the endless air battle, the opponent will be able to advance and retreat freely, and no matter how you look at it, you cannot decide the winner in a short time.

Moreover, as far as Xia Wei'an knows, although Tang En has the ability to fly in the air, he never likes to fly in the air. The only time he fought in the air was when she swung her gun and helped her throw it up...

...

The pursuers came very quickly. As Xia Wei'an thought about it, the air-level strong man who was chasing him was finally meeting Tang En for the first time.

A short old man wearing a navy robe and a goatee, looked very ordinary.

It should be similar to Xia Wei'an's idea. The empty-level old man appeared very openly and did not rush to greet Wen Silin and others. He stood hanging over the left side of the attic with a slight scrutiny directly at Tang En, who was still dressed in a bright knight, as if curious and a little disdainful.

"An Qiluo." Squinted, Xia Wei'an looked at the empty-level old man who completely ignored her existence, frowned and called out the other party's name.

There are not many empty-level warriors, and with Xia Wei'an's previous status, it is not surprising to know the other party. "Huh... know? Acquaintance?" He slowly let out his last breath of turbid air. Tang En looked up and down and asked casually.

Shaking his head, Xia Wei'an showed a bit of disgust: "No, I just heard of it. He has been famous for a long time and is good at using a pair of unique iron claws. He likes to cut enemies in pieces, which is extremely cruel... If I remember correctly, his current identity should be worshipped by Bran Wangting!"

"Haha, identity doesn't matter. As long as you don't have a relationship with you, this matter will be easy." Listening to Xia Wei'an's slightly worried reminder, Tang En smiled, said nothing more, raised his hand and pointed directly at An Qiluo without hesitation, took it back, slowly passed through his neck, grinned, and his teeth were scattered.

Throat cut!

There is no good fight between them. Since they are enemies, there is nothing to say.

Seeing this, An Qiluo's old face turned blue and his robe was stirred. He no longer knew when his hands were covered with blood-stained iron claws. He waved and roared: "Boy is looking for death!" At this moment, An Qiluo quickly made a decision in his heart, and he must use the iron claws to cut every piece of flesh and blood of this unknown boy with his own hands!

However, as soon as the word "death" fell, before An Qiluo could put the cruel thoughts in his heart into action, a sudden burst of flowers in front of his eyes, and a strange blade light was directly handed to his throat. The murderous intent was cold!

In front of him, An Qiluo's short body leaned back with his white head raised, as if he was trying his best to avoid something. But the exposed part of his neck had already been marked with a terrifying bloody mouth that could be seen with broken bones...

Throat cutting is also a kind of etiquette. No matter what etiquette is given, there is no reason to take it back!

At this point, the winner has been decided! Life and death have been decided!

...

Below, Xia Wei'an stared at this scene with great visual impact. She felt that time seemed to have stopped and she opened her mouth blankly.

Immediately, the bloodline faded and the corpse fell.

"Huh... this is a pervert!" murmured in a low voice, and long breath that had been held in his chest for a long time. Xia Weian shook her head and retracted her gaze, pursed her lips, and suddenly felt a little disappointed. In this moment, she suddenly understood Winslin's psychology.

The guy who was once chased by him in a mess to the Northern Wilderness and could not escape for thousands of miles seemed to be stronger and left himself far behind... No wonder the disciple of the Sword God who was proud of the emperor couldn't help but feel jealous...

Thoughts were not in between, Xia Wei'an suddenly frowned and turned to look to the right. A few feet away, a middle-aged man holding a heavy sword had just turned around the corner of the attic, panting, his chest was undulating, and he seemed to have run a long way.

It was the first land-level warrior to discover the traces of Tang En and the others before.

However, his attention is not at all on Xia Wei'an, who is very close to him, but opens his mouth and looks foolishly in the air... It is said that it is better to come early than to come by. The opportunity for the middle-aged man to appear is very coincidental, and it just happened to catch the scene of Tang En's defeat of An Qiluo.

Of course, if he was given another chance, it would be hard to say whether he would still chase him like this...

The next moment, the middle-aged man blinked, blinked again, his already open mouth wider, his face full of shock.

It turned out that Tang En, who was still in the air just now, instantly disappeared like a breeze and smoke, and disappeared.

Thinking of something, the middle-aged man subconsciously looked around his body, holding the heavy sword tightly, and his expression was very nervous.

However, at this time, "Are you looking for me?" A palm stretched out from behind quietly put it on the man's shoulder.

With a faint voice, the body of the middle-aged man suddenly became stiff.

"Ha, although I always think that being cannon fodder requires the awareness of cannon fodder, your awareness is too high... Then, goodbye..."
Chapter completed!