"Yes, master, be careful. I will come back as soon as I go down." Zhui Feng unfolded his figure and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
At this moment, the Master of Zixiao Pavilion suddenly tied the Thousand-faced Young Master to his back with a black rope, then crooked his hands and flew away.
"who?"
Although he made no sound at all, Mo Chuan still heard the strange movement and chased after him.
Mo Chuan's Qing Gong was extremely high, but the Master of Zixiao Pavilion had both of his legs broken, was leaning on a cane, and had another person on his back, so he was quickly pursued by Mo Chuan.
Through the hazy starlight, Mo Chuan saw that what appeared in front of him was a man with broken legs and leaning on crutches. He was also carrying a bloody man covered in blood. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive. The man was leaning on crutches. But it moves like a flying bird. This light skill is really shocking.
Mo Chuan knew that if this person's legs were intact or there was no one he was carrying, he would not be able to catch up with him.
I didn’t expect there to be such a powerful master in this world!
Sure enough, what Ning'er often said is true, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!
"Senior, please stay. I have something to ask you!"
Mo Chuan exhaled and shouted with a louder voice.
Although the master of Zixiao Pavilion was wearing a large black cloak and he only saw a tall figure, Mo Chuan could conclude that this person was definitely not a South Vietnamese, and the South Vietnamese black-armored soldier who died all over the place was probably this person. The man in black did it, so he wanted to stop this man and ask what happened.
Unexpectedly, after listening to his words, the master of Zixiao Pavilion ran faster and faster. His crutch touched the ground lightly and swept far away. Even the Thousand-faced Young Master who was carried on his back was shocked and secretly I thought my adoptive father’s Qinggong was so superb!
Since he was adopted by the Master of Zixiao Pavilion, he has always seen his adoptive father sitting in a wheelchair, with his feet empty from the knees down. He has never seen his adoptive father stand up from the wheelchair.
Although he had always known that his adoptive father's martial arts were unpredictable and he could only learn 1/10 of them, today he was shocked when he saw his adoptive father's otherworldly light kung fu with his own eyes.
But despite the shock, a question suddenly came to mind.
The adoptive father's Qinggong was obviously so good that it was easy to catch up with the carriage. Why didn't the adoptive father chase after it
Also, after his adoptive father rescued him, he clearly had Chu Shaoyang in a desperate situation, so why didn't he continue the attack? As long as his adoptive father takes action again, Chu Shaoyang will definitely not be spared!
But the adoptive father withdrew his offensive, and instead took himself into hiding in the dark, letting Chu Shaoyang rush away in the carriage.
All these things made him puzzled, and there was only one answer to these questions. Could it be that his adoptive father actually wanted to let Chu Shaoyang go
But why!
Not to mention the doubts in the heart of the Thousand-faced Young Master, Mo Chuan saw that the person in front of him was getting further and further away from him, and he couldn't help but feel a desire to win. He secretly thought that the other person had broken both feet and had another person on his back, but he himself If you can't catch up with him, is it really that you can't catch up with a man with a broken leg
He took a deep breath and used his supreme lightness skills to cross the water without touching the ground. In a moment, he had caught up with the master of Zixiao Pavilion.
"Senior, I don't mean any harm. I just have something to ask and want to ask about someone." He raised his voice again and shouted.
The master of Zixiao Pavilion clearly heard it, but just ignored it. Suddenly he turned to the right and raised a strong wind towards Mochuan behind him.