Chapter 944 Courting Death!

You can rent a monk and give them a ride, and Bai Chenfeng can use this time to recover his mental strength.

"Can you still rent monks?"

"Yes."

Huan Qingyan felt that it was much simpler now.

She can completely avoid the white dust.

"Then let's break up now, Bai Chenfeng, thank you for sending me out of the holy city, I don't want to see you, let's go our separate ways."

With white dusty and handsome features, his eyes darkened, "Xiaoyan, you are inconvenient now, where are you going alone? Let me take care of you, okay?"

Huan Qingyan looked lonely and sad, "Bai Chenfeng, can you let me be alone? I really don't want to see anyone..."

Bai Chenfeng looked sad, "Okay. Xiaoyan, let's break up in Yangcheng. The monks who can be rented are usually in the special market. You can find them with a sweep of your consciousness."

"Okay, thank you and goodbye."

Bai Chenfeng stopped in place, watching her walk away, "Goodbye."

He won't give up. If she doesn't want to see him, then just follow her secretly and protect her from her discovery.

She smelled of him anyway.

In the Blood Moon Secret Realm, he bit her, and the saliva seeped into her blood. As long as he was not too far away, within a short distance such as within a hundred miles, he could still sense her position.

Within a hundred miles, if he hides his aura again, she should not find out.

According to what Bai Chenfeng said, Huan Qingyan found a group of monks who specialize in flying people for rent. After some inquiries, they found a middle-aged monk with the fastest flying speed. The price of Wanling Stone accepted her commission.

Huan Qingyan didn't stop, and directly got on the feathered flying magic weapon of the middle-aged monk, and left Yangcheng.

Bai Chenfeng followed behind.

But not long after he left Yangcheng, suddenly a few masked monks blocked the dusty path.

"I opened this road, and I planted this tree. If you want to live on from now on, you should save money to buy roads! This brother, who is wise, has a million spirit stones for toll fees. Brothers don't say anything, let you go! "

Bai Chenfeng's gloomy eyes swept across these people coldly.

"Dare to stand in the way of the master, court death!"

These people are only true spiritual masters, not Bai Chenfeng's opponent, and they were beaten by Bai Chenfeng.

Beat to cry father and mother...

After Bai Chenfeng beat this group of people away, he sensed it with his consciousness again, and his face suddenly turned pale!

Huan Qingyan is gone!

Huan Qingyan, who he had been following all this time, was gone!

Besides Huan Qingyan, this middle-aged monk's feather magic weapon is really fast, much faster than Bai Chenfeng's, the ten thousand spirit stones are worth the money.

It is getting farther and farther away from the holy city.

She has no particular purpose, but just wants to stay away from the holy city, the farther the better.

Suddenly, Huan Qingyan felt a little drowsy.

I don't know if it's because I'm tired from the journey, or what?

When she looked up, the middle-aged monk was looking at her with a strange smile on his face.

"Sleep, Miss Huan, when you wake up, we will be there..."

"Who are you? What are you going to do?" Huan Qingyan had a bad intuition and was about to jump off the flying magic weapon.

Because the cultivation level of the middle-aged monk was lower than that of Huan Qingyan, Huan Qingyan didn't take precautions.

The middle-aged monk didn't stop her either, because under the feather flying magic weapon, there were fine velvet nets, even if she jumped, she would fall on the velvet net, and Huan Qingyan didn't have a flying magic weapon at this time, Feng Yu Bell was thrown into the Holy City by her.