Chapter 85

The room was dark and the cold light flashed. Yi Xiaoqiao shook a thrill. His head had not reacted yet. His body had consciously taken action and rolled on the spot to the other end of the bed.

This roll looked at the momentum lingran, very sharp, but Yi Xiaoqiao had a sharp pain all over. It was not like rolling over from the quilt, but like rolling over from a stone. The pain made her show her teeth.

She rubbed her arm hard to relieve the pain, but she was soon in no mood to care whether her body hurt or not.

The long sword pounded on the bed and stabbed into the bedding. The man raised his arm and picked it with force. The mattress seemed to be a flying floor tile and rushed straight at Yi Xiaoqiao.

Yi Xiaoqiao hugged his head, rolled down from the bed and ran to the door.

Whoosh——

The sound of the broken wind came.

Yi Xiaoqiao only felt that something was going straight to her back, as if to split herself. At the critical moment, she reacted quickly. She dodged and cut down a cold light against her shoulder. Her clothes burst, and a deep gully appeared on the ground.

Yi Xiaoqiao's head was confused. If she hadn't hid in time, she might have been split in half by the sword Qi. Her legs were soft, she hadn't reacted yet, and her neck was cold again.

The sword was already on his neck.

Yi Xiaoqiao's whole body was stiff and couldn't move more. She clenched her fist and glanced around.

"You are..."

Bang——

Yi Xiaoqiao suddenly grabbed the teapot on the table and threw it over.

The man stopped with his sword, the teapot broke, and the tea and tea splashed all over him.

In the twinkling of an eye, Yi Xiaoqiao had run to the door and was about to open the door.

The man turned his wrist and threw a backhand. The long sword clicked into the door, and the hilt shook in the air

Yi Xiaoqiao subconsciously shrunk and looked at it. There was a cut in his finger. It was not big, but it was also bleeding.

The long sword was still shaking on the door. She reached out to grasp the handle and pulled it out, but found that the long sword was as motionless as it was on the door.

Footsteps came from behind.

Yi Xiaoqiao turned his back tightly to the door and stared at the man in horror. He brazenly walked over step by step. Yi Xiaoqiao slowly moved aside and dodged the man's eyes.

In the dark, she couldn't see him clearly. She just felt that this man was like a cheetah lurking in the dark, ready to jump out and bite her at any time.

Yi Xiaoqiao was a little scared and her heart pounded. She sniffed hard and touched her hand around, but she only touched the window lattice. She couldn't help scolding in her heart. This smelly Mu Yi'an is a general anyway, and she doesn't put some self-defense things in the room, even if you put a dagger!

"You... Don't come here." Yi Xiaoqiao's voice trembled a little.

"Huh?" The man paused, walked quickly to the door, grabbed the handle of the sword, made a slight effort, and the long sword returned to his hand.

Yi Xiaoqiao cried in his heart. He even bullied people. It's shameless. Hum!

She vowed never to come to muian's room again!

He pulled out his long sword but didn't come over. He just tilted his head as if he were examining her.

Yi Xiaoqiao felt her eyes looking at her as if she were scanning. She swallowed her saliva, shrunk to the side, and picked up the vase to resist: "you... What do you want to do, don't come here, come here again, I'll call someone."

In the dark, the man hissed. The long sword slowly entered the scabbard. He lowered his voice and said, "shout, the guards of the general's house are chasing the assassin. I see who will save you."

Yi Xiaoqiao trembled all over. It was a strange voice, a deep voice he had never heard before, like the rustling sound of a grinding wheel grinding iron.

She shrunk and asked, "who the hell are you?"

"Who do you think I am?"

"Are you going to kill muyian?"

"Yes, I'll kill him."

"Are you from the blood lotus sect?"

"Yes, I'm from the blood lotus sect."

After asking and answering, Yi Xiaoqiao's little heart jumped up and said, it's over. The people of the blood lotus sect really came to kill Mu Yian. What can we do? Do you call? What if Mu Yian is led here and this man starts to kill him again? What if he used himself as a hostage to force Mu Yian to commit suicide?

On second thought, how could Mu Yi'an listen to him? In this case, he would probably sacrifice her to protect himself. If it was Princess yunjiao, he would be willing. That person is yunjiao's loyal fan!

No, didn't he break up with Princess yunjiao?

But mu Yi'an in the book didn't break up. Mu Yi'an in the book liked Princess yunjiao so much that he lost the whole family for her

Big pervert!

No, this is not the time for mu Yian. The key problem now is

Shout! Still don't shout!

Or stop yelling? But this man looks so dangerous. If she doesn't shout, she will probably die in his hands.

What's that? But the guards of the general's house were led out. Even if she called, she might not be able to call people over. Maybe she would annoy this person. If he stabbed her with a cruel hand... She really cried.

There seemed to be two little people quarrelling in his head. It was messy. Yi Xiaoqiao took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He glanced left and right and locked it on the window.

"What on earth do you want to do and why do you want to kill Mu Yian? He seems to have no enemies with you?" She said, catching the slow movement of the trace and retreating to the window.

"Hiss - how come there is no hatred? As soon as he came back, he destroyed one of our branches and arrested dozens of us. Of course there is hatred."

what? Mu Yian's movement is so fast? She originally wanted to exchange the information of the blood lotus sect confessed by Zhang pangzi for his jade card. It's over. It's really a vain trip this time.

If she had known that it was going well here, she wouldn't be in a hurry. This bastard Mu Yian didn't make it clear when he went back.

"Who are you? Keep asking him, what does it have to do with him?" This man is gossip. He came to assassinate Mu Yian and was in the mood to inquire about such things.

"I......" Yi Xiaoqiao turned his eyes and said definitely, "I'm here to kill him, too!"

"Oh? Why did you kill him? Did you..."

"I have a grudge against him! A grudge against God!" Yi Xiaoqiao nodded and seemed to be affirming his statement. He lied: "he is a murderous and extravagant man. He robbed my sister in order to satisfy his own selfish desires. When my sister came back, there was only one body left..."

She began to cry, like a dead sister.

"I must avenge my sister!" Yi Xiaoqiao is inspirational.

"Is he such a man?" The man didn't seem to believe it, and his voice was full of emotion.

"Yes, he is very powerful." Yi Xiaoqiao has reached the window and said while checking whether the window is locked. She said with expectation: "this man is murderous, cruel and cruel. If you are caught by him, you must be cramped and skinned and broken!"

"Is he such a pervert? Do men touch him?"

Eh? Why do you think this man's voice is so gnashing his teeth?

Yi Xiaoqiao had no time to think about it and continued to divert his attention: "what do you know? Men and men are true love. Men and women are just for the continuation of future generations."

It's too difficult to remove the latch of this window!

"Besides, perverts like to play tricks. You'd better run quickly, otherwise when he comes back, you won't bring a heavy sample for 365 days..."

Rub——

The sharp sword came out of its scabbard and flashed a cold light.

Yi Xiaoqiao shrank in fear and just opened the latch of the window. She was about to escape when she opened the window.

Unexpectedly, the man didn't rush over, but the tip of the long sword went down and poked on the ground. The long sword trembled back and forth in the dark and roared, as if to break free from the shackles and rush to the sky.

"Oh, so I am such a person in your eyes."

The low and gentle voice sounded in the room. For a moment, the room seemed to have entered the cold winter. It snowed, the long sword no longer shook, and Yi Xiaoqiao was frozen.

This sound

Muian?

Yi An?

Ann?