Chapter 1583: He Was Almost Suffocated to Death

"Oh! How could such a thing happen?"

Murong Shaofeng's handsome eyebrows slightly frowned.

He raised his eyes, and his gentle eyes were full of seriousness.

"Qi'er, if it's dangerous, don't confront them head-on, uncle will send someone over immediately."

Murong Shaofeng looked at them with a smile. They were in Xingyue Country, but he was still in Haoyue Country, otherwise he could meet the two brothers again.

"Uncle Murong, you have to be quick. If nothing unexpected happens, they will take action tonight, but Uncle Murong, don't worry, they are not Qi'er's opponent."

"Okay! Uncle knows Qi'er is very powerful!" Murong Shaofeng smiled and nodded.

And then! White light news.

Luo Fan looked at him quickly, "What happened?"

Murong Shaofeng shook his head.

"It's just a small matter!" Sui used the blue sound stone to pass the message to Murong Xingchen, asking people to rush to the fishing and rice town immediately.

When Luo Fan heard this, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's already the third day of the Warcraft Tide. This psychedelic forest is changing rapidly, and all kinds of strange things can happen. Do we really have to wait here forever?" The more Luo Fan thought about it, the more confused he became. In other words, he couldn't figure out what Murong Shaofeng was thinking.

Murong Shaofeng glanced at him lightly, "You ask the same question three or four times every day, don't you feel annoyed?"

"Do you feel annoyed?"

Luo Fan was suddenly full of doubts. Did he ask it three or four times a day?

"Of course, we'll wait here. The magic tide lasts for eight days, and this is the exit after eight days."

Luo Fan realized at this time that he was here to accompany him. He quickly walked to his side and said, "Shao Feng, since we are here, let's go in and take a look. If we can find a treasure, it will be worth it, right? After all, there is only one chance in this hundred years."

Murong Shao Feng stood up, looked at him seriously, and said, "You also know that this mysterious forest changes rapidly, and your cultivation has just entered the Saint Xuan period. In the center of the psychedelic forest, are you sure you can survive?"

Luo Fan smiled instantly, with a flattering face: "Isn't there a master of the peak of the Xuanhun level like you here?"

The implication is that as long as you are here, my life is here. After all, he is the one who was called here. His other temperaments are unpredictable, but he can be sure of this.

Murong Shao Feng looked at him gently in his warm eyes, like clouds and mist, and seemed unfathomable.

"You played a good chess game and just figured out my temper. Since you want to go, go in and take a look. Just don't regret it."

"Shao Feng, I won't regret it. If I follow someone else, I will definitely regret it, but I won't regret it if I follow you."

Luo Fan smiled instantly. He was finally able to go. Shao Feng was a taciturn person. He couldn't say more than ten words to him in a day. He was almost suffocated.

"Let's go!" Murong Shao Feng took him with him, and the two flew to the center of the psychedelic forest.

It was night, the moon was hazy, the night was gray, the sky and the earth were vast, the mountains and valleys were dark, and there was no light.

In the hazy night, several black clothes surrounded the Li family courtyard, and several men dressed as farmers entered the Li family courtyard directly.

Su Li sat by the window and saw everything outside clearly.

"Qi'er, be careful."

When Grandpa Li and several men heard this, their nerves were instantly tense. They were people in this town and could empathize with each other. They couldn't help but worry unconsciously.