Song Ningyu shook her head. She didn't know what she was looking for. She just looked at what was good for Chihiro, so she paid attention.
Gong Zilin stepped forward, opened the other half of the scroll and picked his eyebrow. The interest and potential in his eyes were of great significance. Song Jingyu looked in his eyes quietly.
"I won't hide it from you. I'm looking for something, a medicine that can restore Chihiro." song Ningyu's eyes focused on the list of treasures under the candle for a moment. Gong Zilin looked at such a serious song Ningyu and suddenly envied Qianxun. There was such a person who remembered her all the time and tried hard to find the best for her.
It's similar to my mother.
"What are you looking at me for? I don't need anything. At that time, I only need that thing." a trace of firmness flashed in Song Ningyu's cold eyes. No matter what kind of place it is, she will go and must go.
The fighting sound gradually approached the green forest, and the whole palace was full of swords. From time to time, there was the sound of fierce dialogue and the sound of breaking the body. Gong Zilin touched his chin and looked around Song Ningyu, and suddenly pulled song Ningyu's arm out of the window.
Song Ningyu had not had time to respond. He was already standing on the roof of the cold wind. In the light autumn night, with thick dew and fog, the whole palace came into view, just like the solemnity and luxury of the palace. Only there was a sword shadow under the moonlight lights, which reflected the solemnity and luxury like Shura hell!
Among the crowd, Qian Qianqian's bright red clothes were particularly bright among the besieged crowd. Nearly ten people surrounded Qian Qianqian, and those ten people were even with Qian Qianqian. Song Ningyu realized how powerful the black beggar was when she climbed into her carriage.
Xingxiao's little figure was wrapped in a black robe, and nearly ten people surrounded him. Wind and thunder occupied their respective places! He came to find the treasure map again. For everyone, the treasure is more meaningful than life, and the life carried in the palace is more than the hundreds of people who came to die. Maybe more.
"What's the meaning of looking at her like this? It's better to try her skill." song Ningyu suddenly lifted her up with an internal force in Gong Zilin's strange smile. Song Ningyu only felt that her body didn't listen to her, and the autumn wind calling in her ear sounded quickly from her ear, and her whole body was so cold that there was no temperature to speak of.
Qian Qianqian took song Ningyu, who fell from the air, in his arms. The right hand holding the sword was cut by someone, and blood flowed immediately! Song Ningyu suddenly became angry!
"Gong! Zi! Lin!" no matter how unreasonable, he must have a degree. He unexpectedly threw her among these killers. Didn't he send her into the mouth of the tiger!
Xingxiao and Qian Qianqian subconsciously protect song Ningyu behind him. Xingxiao points to the roof Breach Where Gong Zilin stands and scolds, "Gong, since you threw Ningyu to the young master, you will be the young master's person in the future! Hum. It has nothing to do with you!" the hidden weapon in Xingxiao's hand is like a flower in the sky. That's the famous skill of the ghost face saint, thousand hand needle! The needle is as thin as a hair, but it goes to the point!
A sword broke through the air and pointed at Song Ningyu. Song Ningyu raised his hand coldly and took the sword in his hand.
Gong Zilin's voice came from the roof. "Madam, this is an excellent opportunity to practice martial arts. Madam, don't let Wei Fu down."
Song Ningyu tightly held the sword in her hand. She suddenly understood Gong Zilin's idea. Instead of letting her practice martial arts in the air, it's better to learn real sword and real sword quickly. Moreover, Xingxiao and Qian Qian are first-class experts, and their lives are natural. Song Ningyu glanced at Gong Zilin sitting on the roof leisurely.
This account, she will get it back sooner or later!
"I'll come!" song Ningyu stepped out of the safety circle of Xingxiao and money. If she even protected herself, what else would she talk about protecting Chihiro and Qi's mother? What a joke!
"Hey..." Qian Qian's words got stuck in his throat. He saw that a sword was about to fall on song Ningyu's arm. For a moment, the sword was tilted! It's raw! The star smiled and glanced at the Gong Zilin sitting on the roof. His ink eyes were deep. No wonder Gong Zilin dared to put down song Ningyu, who had no combat experience.
I left a hand in the dark.
Song Ningyu only felt that three hands were too busy, and the long sword in his hand was waved out of order, poof.
The sword in Song Ningyu's hand stabbed into a man in black. The man in black stared greatly, covered the position of the sword and slowly fell to the ground. Song Ningyu retreated pale, and a machete in the back seemed to be in the wind, and the concealed weapon in Xingxiao's hand passed by.
"Don't be in a daze. You're all around us to die. Why don't you ask the Lord there? I really think I'm easy to bully!" Xing smiled and scolded in the direction of the roof. Gong, you bastard, threw them into the killer's throw and ran away!
Take a closer look, there is a half figure of Gong Zilin in the direction of the roof. Song Ningyu took back the sword in her hand, and the warm blood stained her face with a strange temperature. Her hands holding the sword trembled slightly. She... Killed.
Song Ningyu never thought that there would be such a fresh life in his own hand. Xing smiled and saw her in a daze. The sword in the hand of the man in black waved hard at her, and the long sword in his hand waved hard at the man in black. The man in black was unwilling to die. The sword in his hand hit song Ningyu with his last strength!
The star smiled in front of her for a moment. "Song Ningyu, you don't want to die, do you? Giving mercy to the enemy is sending yourself to death!"
Xing Xiao didn't wait for the imagined pain. The man in black slowly fell to the ground. Song Ningyu came back from the shock, looked at his bloody hand and held the sword tightly!
Star smile, unexpectedly blocked in front of her, that small body, unexpectedly blocked in front of her!
"You asked for it!" song Ningyu's breath calmed down for a moment. A cold chill slowly rose from the courtyard. The cold eyes of the man in black fell on song Ningyu. This woman is the weakness of these people!
Almost for a moment, all the people attacked song Ningyu.
"Hand over the treasure map"
"If you want to take it, go to hell."
Gong Zilin looked at Song Ningyu, who was getting more and more comfortable in the crowd, and slightly hooked his lips. His wife, who doesn't say it's strong? Who says it's weak?
Gong Zilin suddenly remembered the scene when song Ningyu rushed to Chunsu's side.
It was pure and invisible that dragged her, and song Ningyu just pulled out the hairpin in a hurry.
i see!