Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Seeing that Song Rumei was being chased down, Wang Fan could still take care of so much.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

"Withered grass belongs to everyone, dare you grab it?"

"Every day later, the ants will dare to try to catch the yellow grass and find death!"

Seeing that Wang Fan had rushed to Song Rumei, those chasers immediately looked ugly.

An acquired ants everywhere, dare to try to catch the yellow grass, is this a living impatient?

Of course, they didn't care much. The yellow grass fell into Wang Fan's hands, much better than Song Rumei's.

After all, Wang Fan is just a day after day, even if Song Rumei is injured, it is also in the middle of the day.

If you fight back in the middle of the day, the consequences will be very serious.

Of course, Song Rumei also saw Wang Fan. She was stunned for a moment, and there was a brief lack of attention.

Even if Wang Fan was easy-dressed, she still recognized Wang Fan at a glance.

But she did not expect that she would meet Wang Fan in this situation.

Did Wang Fan come to help her, or did he come to take the yellow grass?

She felt a little uneasy in her heart, even a little scared.

If Wang Fan came to seize the withered grass, she would not hesitate to give the withered grass to Wang Fan, but in that case, her heart was really dead.

As soon as Song Rumei's feet were slow, the group of people in the back drew closer.

One of them shouted loudly, hitting with a sharp knife in his hand, pointing directly at Song Rumei's back and killing him.

Song Rumei's thoughts were in chaos, and only Wang Fan was in her eyes. She didn't even notice the sharp knife.

Or even if she noticed, it was still too late to try to avoid this time.

"What are you still doing, hurriedly run." Wang Fan saw Song Rumei froze, his eyes cracking.

He rushed insanely, grabbed Song Rumei, pulled it homeopathically, and kicked it out immediately.

With a ding, the sharp knife was kicked by Wang Fan and shot backwards, slamming into a man's chest.

Blood is shining.

Seeing this scene, Song Rumei giggled in her heart, and then the tears rained down.

Wang Fan did not let her down, Wang Fan was still Wang Fan.

"Go, don't be stunned." Wang Fan saw Song Rumei still in a daze, couldn't help being furious, and grabbed Song Rumei and ran away.

"Okay, let's go, I'll go." Song Rumei just recovered, let Wang Fan pull, and began to escape frantically.

Although Wang Fan's strength is a lot worse than Song Rumei, his speed is much faster than Song Rumei.

In less than ten minutes, it opened the distance with those people.

Of course, it was only a few distances away, and it didn't really break away.

Wang Fan estimated that those people must have fought a battle and suffered physical impairment, which made him temporarily unable to catch up with him. Otherwise, the two of them would have been caught up and surrounded.

Song Rumei was running with Wang Fan while watching Wang Fan, his eyes could not bear to move away for a moment.

Only then did she realize that she still loves Wang Fan.

Even the years cannot destroy the mark of her love for Wang Fan.

However, after running for half an hour again, Song Rumei couldn't bear it.

She feels that her physical strength is gradually waning, even showing signs of coma.

She couldn't help it anymore and looked at Wang Fan, "Wang Fan, don't worry about me, go with the yellow grass. You can't escape with me, I don't want you to be affected by me."

"I'm sorry for you. The last thing I regret in this life is to leave you. If there is an afterlife, we will be a couple again."

In Song Rumei's eyes, death will have sprung up. It was enough to meet Wang Fan before she died and knew that Wang Fan cared about her so much.

She intends to work hard for the last trace of strength, to stop those who hunt down, and to give Wang Fan a chance to live.

"What do you say, how can I abandon you regardless. You can rest assured that I will not let you do something, definitely not."

Wang Fan gritted his teeth and directly picked up Song Rumei, and continued to run away frantically.

He did not want to die, and he must not let Song Rumei die.

He wants to live, he wants to live!

"Don't do this, let me go." Song Rumei struggled, and her tears stayed unstoppable. "Why are you so stupid, so naive. You can't live alone like you."

Wang Fan ignored Song Rumei and didn't reply. He just ran in a sigh of relief.

At a certain moment, he finally felt that this was not the way to put Song Rumei down.

He took off his backpack, stuffed it into Song Rumei's arms, then lifted the steel knife, and ran towards the group of people with determination.

His eyes were firm and undoubted.

"You." Song Rumei burst into tears and burst into tears again.

"Go, if you don't go, you're sorry for my efforts. Go, go, don't let me down."

"Only if you get away, will I have the opportunity to get out. If you can't get away, we all have to die!"

Wang Fan said that the man had rushed to the ancient warriors.

"Go to hell!"

A stroke across, stunning the sky.

The guy rushing to the front was split in half, his head flew up, and the blood rain spattered.

Wang Fan raised the knife, without hesitation for a moment, and cut to the second person again.

It's a pity that these are ancient martial artists, all of them are not weak ancient warriors, not those rookies.

It's good for Wang Fan to be able to kill a person with a surprise knife. If he wants to kill a second person, that is undoubtedly a dream.

The second person responded very quickly, and instantly backed up. Wang Fan's steel knife only left a scar on his chest and set off a cluster of blood.

"What a cunning guy, look for death!" The rest of the people were furious and bombarded Wang Fan without hesitation.

For a time, Daoguangjianying, strong wind.

Wang Fan's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly evaded the point, and the steel knife in his hand was drawn out again.

laugh.

The legs of the two ancient warriors were slipped off, and they screamed in sorrow.

The blood stained the snowy mountains and the ground.

At the same time, Wang Fan was also bombarded by dozens of people and flew in the air.

Yin Hong's blood floated down from him, and it was so beautiful and poignant.

With so many people under siege, Wang Fan could not contend at all. All he could do was to slash or seriously wound the faster ancient warriors.

Song Rumei looked at this scene, and tears rained again. She threw her backpack and rushed towards Wang Fan without hesitation.

What **** and yellow grass and **** cultivation are not as important as Wang Fanlai in her heart.

All she wants is Wang Fan not to die.

"Wang Fan!" Song Rumei's crying sound resounded through the snowy mountains. It was so sad and so soft.

Hearing heart tremors.

Wang Fan saw Song Rumei rushing over, and at the same time speechless, she was also moved.

His toes were a little on the ground, his whole body bounced up, and ran towards Song Rumei.

When the man was in the air, the steel knife in his hand was stabbed again, and the two innate early dodges who were dodged were directly killed by the owl.

At this time, no one noticed Wang Fan and Song Rumei anymore, everyone's eyes were fiercely staring at the package that Song Rumei threw on the ground.

Their purpose is withered grass, but not Song Rumei.

"Haha, withered grass, it's mine." An innate warrior ran to the parcel in an instant and picked it up.

It was just that his laughter had not fallen, several attacks had already fallen on him, and the whole person was shattered into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, in order to **** the package, the scene was completely chaotic.

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