Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 374
Song Wanzhi smiled, so she didn't make things difficult for these little girls, so she turned around and entered the mountain road alone.

After everyone walked across a chain bridge together at the very beginning, they were scattered throughout the mountain.

Song Wanzhi was not busy at all, she walked slowly, and was going to find a place to sleep at night, and then went out after guessing that it was almost time.

There were originally many wild beasts in this mountain, but wherever Song Wanzhi went, those wild beasts all fled far away.

While walking, he suddenly heard a small sobbing sound.

Song Wanzhi stopped, paused, and finally walked over.

A ten-year-old girl with a face still full of baby fat, she trembled in fright when she heard the noise, and was obviously relieved when she looked up and saw that it was Song Wanzhi.

"Wan Zhi, Miss Wan Zhi." She called weakly.

This little girl was the youngest one in the carriage with her just now, and was called "Xiaoling" by others.

"What about them?" Song Wanzhi asked.

Xiaoling lowered her head, and said in a nasty way: "They disliked me for dragging my feet and left me behind."

She blushed.

Just now, she did not express her support for Song Wanzhi's joining, but at this moment, she made the move instead.

Song Wanzhi stretched out her hand and said, "Let's go."

That Xiaoling blushed, and then took Song Wanzhi's hand.

Song Wanzhi looked down and realized that the little girl's leg was injured, no wonder she was left behind.

She looked around, found some herbal medicine to apply to her, then bent down and said, "Come on, I'll carry you. I'll send you over and talk about it later."

Xiaoling immediately backed away with a blushing face: "No, no need."

She was even more ashamed.

Song Wanzhi asked: "Then how did you finish this mountain?"

Xiao Ling buried her head down.

Now she can barely walk, let alone speed.

Song Wanzhi said again: "Come up."

That Xiaoling looked at Song Wanzhi moved, then walked up slowly and lay on Song Wanzhi's body.

Song Wanzhi looked at the sky, it was going to be dark soon, so he looked at the distance of this mountain, thinking about sending the little girl there first.

So, she mentioned it, and suddenly rushed out.

That is, a speed almost comparable to the wind!

If the little girl still felt guilty in Song Wanzhi's arms at first, in the blink of an eye, she was left dumbfounded.

Because, too soon!

That kind of speed is a speed that she has never imagined in her dreams!

Wherever she went, there seemed to be no obstacles at all, and the girl seemed to be able to walk out with her eyes closed.

The little girl only opened her mouth wide and filled her mouth with wind.

God!

These two words only echoed in my mind.

At this speed, others may need a day's journey, but Song Wanzhi only needs three sticks of incense.

After a stick of incense, Song Wanzhi has already traveled half of the distance.

However, she stopped suddenly.

At the moment when Xiaoling lost her mind and was surprised, a burst of dazzling knife light burst out from the dim field of vision, and then, with a "swipe", they all cut towards Song Wanzhi's back.

Her back is the little girl.

The little girl was completely terrified.

And at this moment, Song Wanzhi wrapped her arms around her waist, and then, Song Wanzhi brought her body in front of her.

Song Wanzhi sent her forward: "You can go the rest of the way by yourself!"

The little girl was thrown far away, but landed lightly, and was thrown out of the dangerous place in an instant.

Song Wanzhi no longer cared about her, turned around and retreated.

She counted extremely accurately, but even so, the blade was cold, and then passed over her shoulder, and the clothes on her shoulders were torn apart with a "chi la".

Half of the shoulder and neck are exposed.

But Song Wanzhi had already shot very quickly, her body flew out in an instant and landed in the distance, and those saber lights followed closely.

Song Wanzhi stopped when she was completely away from the place where the little girl was, and then looked at those people.

Fifteen people, fifteen Daoguang, are all people with good martial arts.

Song Wanzhi waved his hand.

But before she could make a move, suddenly, a breeze came.

The entire mountain forest was suddenly silent.

The lights of those people's swords were still falling, but Song Wanzhi seemed to be aware of it, and ignored the lights at all, and then turned around.

The silver robe is like light.

The moment she turned her head, the man's hand had already gently locked her waist, and then, the silver-robed man took her, blowing away like the briskest wind in the world.

He locked her in his arms, and then snapped his fingers lightly.

The water and dew in the mountains and forests all bend their waists for this finger.

Thus, those water droplets accumulated between the mountains and forests just rolled down like that, and then turned into thousands of gleams of light and shot away.

Every drop is powerful.

Every drop is outrageously invincible.

That is the mighty power that the entire forest is for, not to mention those fifteen people, fifteen sword lights.

There is only destruction.

Landing.

Sandalwood is the most ancient and luxurious breath of this spring day, but it is a bit of coolness picked up and dried under the mountain and moon.

Su Mengchen lowered her head, her eyes slowly fell on her forehead, the eyes were clear and unexpected, and then on her shoulders and neck.

Snow-white and delicate mutton fat jade, a line of collarbone is warm and soft, with a fragrance that melts when touched.

Song Wanzhi "coaxed" him to heat up under his beautiful gaze, and his face turned red instantly.

She was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped back.

But before he had time to back away, suddenly, the silver robe flashed, and then, it was wrapped in sandalwood.

Su Mengchen put the silver robe on her body, and then closed it.

Song Wanzhi looked up at him.

And the moment she raised her head, the man had already leaned down, and then, leaning against her ear, smiling, his voice was elegant to the bones, but it was soul-stirring.

"Mmm. It's beautiful."

(End of this chapter)