Genius remembered for a second, "Love ♂ ÷ small? Say →', provide you with wonderful novels to read. Wumeng held a fire whip in his hand, and the red dress covered in mud also made the cold wind blow away.

She looked at the mouth of the swamp with a grim face: "I'm going to split this place, you guys pull him well, and once the mud is torn, quickly pull people out." ”

Time waits for no one, Han Che's smooth jaw has already begun to touch the mud surface, and if he goes down, Han Che will be suffocated to death if he does not freeze to death.

There is a large swamp here, and once you fall, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The sea, at least people can sneak out to find people, but this swamp is not in a hurry.

"Split? Princess, you have to think clearly, not only may you hurt Han Che, but you may also hurt yourself. ”

He knew how much effort it would take to split this swamp.

Wumeng hated Han Che and wanted to chop him into meatloaf, so why bother to save him.

Wu Meng glanced at Han Che and closed his eyes: "He just saved me." ”

He suddenly opened his eyes again: "And I don't want to owe such a favor." ”

I don't understand the style, after I was rescued, the two of them kept beating me, I beat you, is this kind of day a family.

Wumeng glared at him, not allowing him to speak again.

The white-clothed guard said anxiously: "Miss Wumeng, if you have a way, please hurry up, the little boy can't hold on." ”

All the hope of the illusion is in the little boy, he wants to save the little boy, and he has no choice but to go with him.

Wu Meng's face was solemn, and he clenched his fire whip and said in a deep voice: "You two are optimistic." ”

She slowly gathered her internal strength, recited the mantra of internal strength, and a bright red fire burst onto her hand-held whip, Wu Mengjiao roared, and the fire whip flew out seven or eight meters, slashing through a beautiful fire in the air, and slashed towards that large piece of mud.

The mud rose into the sky, and there was a huge cracking sound, and the wind and the white-clothed guards hurriedly used their internal force to pull Han Che out of the mud.

He was about to run, but he was thrown to the ground by the overwhelming mud.

Even Wumeng was not spared, the four people were smashed to the ground by the mud of gravity, Wumeng had just consumed his internal strength, and he was already empty, so he couldn't get up from the ground after smashing.

The wind and the white-clad guards are no better.

The mud was originally washed away by Wumeng with all his strength, and the viscosity was dense and dense, and it was like a boulder when it fell on people.

Feng Tuo tried to move, but he felt that his whole body was heavy, and his whole body was like scattering, and he couldn't exert his strength.

The mud sticks to my body, and I feel even more uncomfortable.

As far as the eye could see, it was all black mud, night was coming, the wind was blowing in the swamp, the temperature difference was very great, and in another hour, if they could not move, they might freeze to death in the swamp.

Not far away, a wild crane was drinking water on the edge of the swamp.

Wumeng sighed: "Now we are plucked phoenixes are not as good as chickens, not even a wild crane, can you still send a signal in the wind and let the people of Tiange come to save us." ”

The wind moved his hand, and he thought that he could still move, but when he took out the flare, he found that it was completely confused by the mud, and it could not be used.

"It's broken."

The white-clothed guard slowly opened his eyes and said weakly, "I...... I send a message. ”

Thanks to the fact that before he came, the white-clothed incense lord let him keep some eyes, he was afraid that something would happen to the little boy, but he didn't expect something to happen.

The white-clothed guard wanted to crawl over to see how Han Che was doing, but he couldn't even move.

With difficulty, he took out a packet of powder from his waist and opened it, and a burst of fragrance wafted away.

Han Che fell to the ground and didn't move, Wu Meng glanced at it, and there was no way to look at him, anyway, she had done her best, if he died, she would have nothing to regret.

Even so, Wumeng is still a little uncomfortable.

A person as strong as Han Che would also be down.

After a while, a gray crane swooped down from the sky and landed beside the white-clothed guard, who said a few words to him, and it fluttered its wings and flew up, soaring into the sky, and soon turned into a small black dot and disappeared.

"How long does it take to bring people." Feng asked.

The white-clothed guards didn't want to pay attention to them, they were the ones who harmed the little boy like this, and when the rescuers came, don't save them.

Seeing that the white-clothed guards ignored people, Wu Meng pursed his lips and closed his eyes.

Just now, I really consumed too much internal strength, and everyone collapsed.

I don't have the energy to deal with a little guard now.

I just hope that people will come soon, and they will not be allowed to freeze to death in this swamp.

It's funny to think about it, their group of people can be regarded as rampant and domineering, and their abilities are extraordinary, but they lost to a pile of mud.

Therefore, there are people outside the people, and there is a sky outside the sky, and no one can be fearless.

The speed of the demoiselle crane was so alarming that within a quarter of an hour, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard.

More than a dozen people, freshly dressed horses, galloped to the front of the swamp, ignoring the fact that a pile of mud would stain their snow-white silk robes, and rushed over: "Little boy." ”

In the midst of the muddy pile of four clay figurines, they found their right person with precision.

There is no mistake about it.

I have to admire them, there is only a little boy in my eyes.

"Little boy, little boy?" The white-clothed incense lord put Han Che on his lap, stretched out his hand and pushed it, and seeing that he didn't react, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his waist and put it between his nose.

Han Che coughed and slowly opened a pair of confused eyes, his sapphire blue eyes full of doubt.

"What's going on?" Han Che asked in a low voice, but before the white-clothed incense lord could answer, he had already remembered something and sat up from the ground.

I saw that my body was as bad as black charcoal, and my face was elongated into a horse's face.

"Where's Wumeng?" Han Che stood up a little staggering, his body couldn't help but shiver, and the silver fox big haul that his white-clothed guard brought him over.

The white-clothed incense lord hated iron and steel: "You are like this, and you don't care what others do." ”

Han Che squinted at him.

The white-clothed incense lord snorted lightly: "Over there, it's not dead." ”

He naturally wanted the little boy to have a girl he liked, and then continue the incense for the master.

But if he didn't even want his life for the sake of that girl, he would rather destroy the girl with his own hands.

Once a person has someone he likes, he has a weakness.

The eldest prince is right, Wumeng is too dangerous, compared with Song Yi, she is simply a gunpowder, and she will destroy the little prince at any time.

The eldest prince is sensible, he doesn't have to worry.

But the little boy, alas...... Very host is a virtuous character.

Han Che walked over, Wu Meng opened his eyes and looked at him, but saw that his face had been wiped dry, and his black hair was still stained with black mud.

Wumeng pouted: "I knew that the scourge would last for a thousand years." ”

Han Che stood up and looked at her condescendingly: "You are very self-aware. ”

Wumeng was so angry that he wanted to swing his fist, why was this bull's mouth so poisonous.

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