Chapter 2265

And then,

Another change has occurred——

"Get away!!" I don't know where a heartbreaking female voice shouted. Then, a thin figure rushed directly to Chu Huai in spite of the sword shadow and the heavy rain, which was bound to block the stabbing sword for the young emperor.

According to the routine,

This must be another classic heroic drama to save the United States,

The female Lord blocked the fatal danger for the male Lord. The male Lord was moved and expressed a great shock to the man who could pay his life for himself.

Then in the next relationship, I feel that the hostess is so fresh and refined, and finally a love story of loving each other with the hostess.

After all,

Since ancient times, deep feelings can not be retained, but the routine has won the hearts of the people.

But——

Chu Huai looked at the figure who came running, twisted the delicate dark eyebrows, and his habitual cleanliness made another mistake.

Why rush in his direction? Isn't it dirty?

In the young emperor's expressionless face, he sidestepped for several steps, but also in the woman's heart splitting words and the sword of the assassin.

"Bang!",

The sword in the assassin's hand was taken away directly, and then someone wiped his neck ruthlessly. The action was so clean that only a slight red line was left at his neck. The assassin had widened his eyes and fell powerlessly to the ground.

Later,

The woman who just wanted to jump on Chu Huai had been butted against her heart with a sharp sword tip.

She trembled with fear. Her head crashed for a moment. There was no time to respond. The next second!

Has been through the heart!

Maybe she will not think until her death that she has been planning a good strategy task, and even died before three seconds.

The young man in white as snow stood there. He held the sword in one hand, and blood droplets kept dripping from the sword. Large and shocking blood droplets gathered next to his snow-white brocade boots, but his clothes were not splashed with half of the blood.

The boy didn't hold an umbrella, so the heavy rain fell on him, wet his clothes, the cold wind blew, his clothes fluttered, hunting generated the wind, just like Shura!

The atmosphere seemed to be pressed by someone at this moment. Everyone who had been flustered widened their eyes and looked at the scene.

Dyed white eyes solved several people without blinking. There was no focal length in the light colored pupils. No matter who looked at, it was like looking at a dead man. The light colored Ze had no temperature, reflecting the scene of rainstorm mixed with blood in the mountains and forests, like condensing the Millennium cold ice.

All the assassins present were killed.

Without leaving a living mouth, it has been completely dyed white.

The young man in snow turned slowly. He held a long sword and looked at the young emperor standing not far away. His eyes were cold like the color of the sun, and there was no temperature, like looking at a dead body.

The torrential rain wantonly fell on him, the raindrops fell on the long eyelashes, fell on his shoulders, and finally slipped silently, like a silent ice sculpture in the rain, with soul-stirring beauty and extremely dangerous gas of death.

And the empty eyes, like the stagnant water of a cold pool, fell on Chu Huai for a few seconds before they gradually had the focus and temperature.

He said, "I beg your Majesty's pardon for your late arrival."

This was the first time that Chu Huai saw that he had always been indifferent to relegated immortals, as if a young childe who had no struggle with the world had been killed, as if he had subverted all Chu Huai's previous impressions of this man, as if he should have.

After a few seconds, Chu Huaijing walked slowly towards the young master in snow, step by step, and finally stopped in front of ranbai.