Chapter 43

"Who is it?"

"It's the demon sect!"

"People of the demon sect!"

The banquet court suddenly turns around and sees several people in black standing on the beam. The one in the middle is not Ji Rao.

Ji Rao seems to have recovered some consciousness, and he seems to be talking in the ear of the man in black.

The man in black, who was a little stronger next to him, looked at yantingzhi, his eyes were almost angry. "Yantingzhi, you cheated me. Sooner or later, you will pay me back."

Under him lay several corpses, the most prominent of which were almost dismembered. Yantingzhi recognized that they were the people who lynched Ji Rao before.

The fire behind the banquet court was burning more and more, and the temperature seemed to penetrate the air and burn directly to him, burning his reason to the ground. He looked at them intensely and said, "Ji Rao, you deceive people too much!"

Song Qing looked at the banquet court like a venomous snake, but he was born to suppress the impulse to kill, "don't say, it's hard to ensure that no one else will come later, take advantage of their blockade of the city gate, take the leader out safely."

Black bell almost bit his teeth, "if not for the order of the sect leader not to move the flying flower studio, I will step down here myself."

Seeing that the man in black was about to leave, yantingzhi drew out his sword, and a transport force rushed up, sobbing, "return my parents' life!"

Song Qing eyes a Li, a Ji Rao to black bell, "take the leader to go!"

Feihua Zhai's disciples also reacted and struggled with the disciples of the demon sect immediately.

After the fight, Song Qing found out how difficult the banquet court was. At this time, the banquet court had almost no reason. He used the sword rudely, and his strength was beyond people's ability.

Ji Rao clung to Heiling's clothes and paid close attention to Song Qing all the time, "don't fight with him, Song Qing!"

One of the banquet court listened to him, and his anger rose. He kicked Song Qing with one foot in his chest and rushed straight to Rao Ji.

Song Qing covered his chest, looked up and saw that the cold sweat was coming down. He yelled, "master, get out of the way!"

As soon as Heiling opened a disciple of feihuazhai, he turned his head and saw that the sword of yantingzhi was close at hand. At that time, there was no time to think about anything. He just roared, "master."

Blood splashed.

Ji Rao is in Heiling's arms. He is staring at the red point of his sword, which is only one foot away from Heiling. The warm blood splashes on Ji Rao's face. Everything seems so unreal.

At the critical moment, Heiling turned around and accepted the sword for Ji Rao.

"Black bell!" Song Qing raised his sword and put it on the banquet court. With a reflex wave of his hand, Song Qing used 110% of his strength to force the banquet court to retreat and land on the ground.

"Black bell..."

Black bell kneels on the beam, Ji Rao looks at his wound, stupefied don't know how to do.

"Master..." Hei Ling reluctantly lifted the corner of her mouth and laughed, "I I feel very sad all the time. I can't compare with Song Qing. From small to big, I can't always protect you. "

"No..." Ji Rao's eyes are foggy. He stares at the black bell. "It's not."

He stretched out his hand to cover Heiling's wound, but the blood still flowed more and more. "What should I do? What should I do? Does anyone help him Song Qing, Song Qing, help him

"Don't cry, master..."

Black bell's eyes gradually empty, he remembers the first time he was led by his father in front of the first leader, and was yelled by his father.

"This is the leader, this is the young leader. In the future, you should follow the young master and protect him with your life. Listen? "

At that time, Ji Rao was as delicate as a porcelain doll. Her head was slightly raised with pride, which was deeply engraved in her heart, together with that sentence.

Follow the little Lord and protect him with your life.

"I will I'll take care of you. "