Chapter 612: Mu Rufeng VS Nangong Mingmo

Well, it doesn't matter, who made him obviously like him but not admit it.

"I'm leaving, thank you last night." Tong Xiaoxiao stood up, handed the blanket back to him, and walked out of the cave.

Fragments of sunlight came in from the entrance of the cave, and fell on the woman's delicate jade-like face. The slender figure was stretched out, like a fairy bathed in the sun, beautiful~beautiful.

Mu Rufeng was stunned for a moment, and quickly came back to his senses, quickly put the things in the cave into the Najie space, and then chased them out.

"Xiao Xiao, where are you going, I will take you off."

"No need." Tong Xiaoxiao said without looking back.

But Mu Rufeng didn't leave, but followed her all the time.

Tong Xiaoxiao turned around helplessly and looked at him, "Rufeng, you don't have to follow me all the time."

"Nangong Mingmo didn't succeed the first time, so it's inevitable that he won't come for the second time." Mu Rufeng sullenly said, if he sees Nangong Mingmo, he will definitely be crippled!

Seeing him persistently following behind, Tong Xiaoxiao had no choice but to sigh, hey, this wood, why hasn't he confessed that he likes himself at this time, is it so difficult to admit that he likes himself?

The two were walking in the forest one after the other, when suddenly a figure descended from the sky and landed in front of them, it was Nangong Mingmo.

"Xiaoxiao, you can't run away. You should obediently go back to the Nangong family with me, lest I do anything." Nangong Mingmo's contemptuous eyes fell on Tong Xiaoxiao, and there was a trace of coldness on his haughty face. This woman dared to point a sword at herself. Ever since she was a child, those women wanted to climb into her own bed, listen to her words, and let herself be manipulated, but she was so ignorant!

When she is in your own hands, you must ruthlessly ravage her, let her know how powerful you are!

"Nangong Mingmo, thanks to you being the young master of the Nangong family, I didn't expect you to be so despicable as to be poisoned. As long as I'm here, you don't want to hurt a little hair." Before Tong Xiaoxiao could speak in the future, Mu Mu behind her Rufeng has already stepped forward, holding Tong Xiaoxiao's hand in her long and generous hands, protecting her behind her.

"It's you? Hmph, I was just about to find you, but you sent me to your door automatically. It's okay, let me deal with you, and then bring Xiaoxiao back to the Nangong family. She can only be my Nangong Mingmo's." Woman." Nangong Mingmo said with a cold and disdainful expression.

The other party is just an eighth-rank sect warrior, and he is a third-tier holy warrior. However, what I have to admit is that this Mu Rufeng's talent is really outstanding, and he has reached the realm of eighth-rank sect warrior at only twenty years old.

I was an imperial warrior when I was twenty years old, but now I have reached the third-level holy warrior at the age of thirty, this level of strength is not bad.

With the strength of a third-tier saint warrior, isn't it easy to kill an eighth-tier sect warrior?

"Xiaoxiao doesn't want to go back, no one can force her, not even the Nangong family!" Mu Rufeng's cold voice carried a hint of domineering look at the world.

"Rufeng, you are not his opponent, you go away. He still doesn't dare to do anything to me." Tong Xiaoxiao's eyes showed a hint of anxiety.

Mu Rufeng's tall and slender figure stood in front of Tong Xiaoxiao, motionless, like Mount Tai, "I said I would protect you, with me here, I will never let him hurt a single hair of yours."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at Nangong Mingmo who was opposite, his deep phoenix eyes filled with infinite fighting intent, "If you want to fight, fight!"

"Okay! Since you want to be a hero, I will help you. Don't worry, for a small sake, I will spare your life." Nangong Mingmo showed a sneer on his face, moved his body, and looked at Mu Ru Feng Bao rushed over.

Mu Rufeng spread out his footwork, dodging his attack. Nangong Mingmo was taken aback, as if he didn't expect Mu Rufeng to dodge his own attack easily, his eyes narrowed involuntarily, the expression on his face was dark and cold.

"There are two tricks, but you will not be my opponent." Nangong Mingmo said with a grin.

"You can try." Mu Rufeng looked coldly at Nangong Mingmo who was opposite, he wanted to try to see how powerful the holy warrior was.

"You will regret it later!" Nangong Mingmo's tone became cold, and the next moment, his whole body exuded a cold aura, and with a flick of his hand, he held a high-level spiritual weapon in his hand. The fingers are flattened, and the light on the blade is shining brightly, exuding a dazzling and frightening light, and the momentum is also rising steadily, like a towering mountain, which makes people tremble.

The expression on Mu Rufeng's face didn't change, and he didn't show fear because of it. He squeezed the formula with both hands, and said softly, "The talent of Qinglong's bloodline is activated, and it can pull mountains and rivers."

In a moment of Liao, the true energy in his body began to circulate crazily, rampaging in his body, and quickly climbed from the eighth-rank sect warrior to the first-rank saint warrior, and then reached the second-tier saint warrior realm, and then stopped.

A head of blood-red long hair was fluttering in the strong wind, and the deep black eyes in the past also turned blood-red at this moment, and the red scales covered the whole body, shining cold light in the sun, like The devil is coming!

A frightening sternness flashed across Mu Rufeng's handsome and evil face, the true energy in his body was urged to the extreme, and the phantom of a dragon slowly floated up behind him, roaring up to the sky, shaking the nine heavens with anger!

Seeing this scene, Nangong Mingmo's eyes flashed with horror, the phantom of the dragon? Tier 2 Saint Warrior? !

This is the talent of the Qinglong bloodline, which can greatly increase the strength in a short time!

impossible! Shenlong Xuying is the innate skill of the Mu family, and only the Mu family is the inheritor of the Qinglong blood pulse. Mu Rufeng is just a person from a small place, and it is impossible to display the Qinglong talent.

However, Mu Rufeng's surname is also Mu. Could it be that he is from the Mu family in Qingzhou?

But so what? Nangong Mingmo suddenly remembered the scene when he participated in the White Tiger Secret Realm a few months ago. Mu Rufeng seemed to have a bad relationship with the Mu family in Qingzhou, and there seemed to be a strong conflict. Even if something happened to Mu Rufeng now, the members of the Mu family probably wouldn't care about it, and they might be happier.

The next moment, Nangong Mingmo's eyes turned cold, and his figure flickered. The spiritual weapon in his hand suddenly turned into a light that was tens of feet long, and he slashed towards Mu Rufeng fiercely.

"Ice Slash!"

Although all the men in the Nangong family cannot inherit the Ice Exquisite Body, their physique is also different from ordinary people, much tougher and more flexible than ordinary people.

The terrifying and ferocious knife slashed without warning!

Even if Nangong Mingmo made a preemptive move, the expression on Mu Rufeng's face was still cold and indifferent, and it seemed that there was not much fluctuation.

"Rufeng, I lend you my ice sword." Tong Xiaoxiao's voice suddenly came from the side, and with a thought, the ice sword came out of its sheath with a 'shua' sound, and flew towards Mu Rufeng quickly, landing in his hand heart.