Chapter 411

Smile, smile, black wood Xu lotus tears fell down.

She grasped Yan Luoli's arm tightly and looked at her with clear eyes.

"Help me, my younger martial sister and master, say sorry..."

Words fall, she bit off his tongue, red blood slide down the corner of her mouth, she twitched the corner of her mouth to squeeze out a smile.

Then his head tilted, he fell to the ground, no breath.

Yan Luo Li Leng in situ, she did not expect, ebony Xu Lian will directly die.

The scene came too suddenly for her to react.

"Heart."

Xiao Yan turns around and sees her lonely appearance. She puts on her clothes and walks over, patting her on the shoulder.

See her raise head, two lines of clear tears can't live of fall, Xiao Yan what didn't think, directly tightly embrace her in the bosom.

"I don't know why, I will be so sad, Xiao Yan, I..."

Yan Luoli murmurs, nests in Xiao Yan's chest, wails.

She didn't know why she was crying, but all her emotions were drowned out by unexplained sadness.

"Don't cry, Xin'er, it's OK. We were going to find Tianchi holy water. I believe you can find it."

Gently stroking Yan Luoli's back, Xiao yanrou comforted him. He knew that it was because of forgetting water that she became like this. Tianchi holy water could make her return to normal.

With such expectation in his heart, he picked up Yan Luoli's face and gently wiped away her tears with some rough fingers.

A gentle smile spilled over her face and patted her cold face.

"Let's go, find the holy water of Tianchi as soon as possible, and go back as soon as possible."

Holding Yan Luoli up, Xiao Yan urges him. Although he doesn't know when his poison will attack, he has a premonition that it won't be very late.

He thought, accompany her, complete the present wish.

Yan Luoli's mood gradually stabilizes. She nods and sends the message to Bai Hai mujin. She and Xiao Yan hurry to walk into the dense jungle under the holy mountain.

The top of the holy mountain rises high into the clouds, and you can hardly see the edge.

Chongming is standing at the window, looking at the legendary holy mountain, with desolation in his eyes.

They should have entered the mountain.

The corners of his mouth were a little sad. He held the sword tightly and lowered his head.

I have a strong premonition that the night will be a bitter battle.

It's a bitter battle that he can't shrink back!

With the fall of night, the whole city lights up, and the lights tonight seem to be particularly bright.

The yellow light shines on Chongming's face, clearly outlining his features.

Eyes deep, reflecting lights, like stars.

However, the cloud covered the moon. Compared with the previous two days, the whole city fell into a strange silence.

"Master."

The right envoy stood behind him, fully armed.

In the inn, the original guests were dressed in night clothes, armed with weapons, looking at the only room upstairs with lights on.

The cool air inside is like a big stone, pressing on my heart.

"Let's go."

Chongming calmly gave an order and took the right envoy out of the window.

At the same time, the killers who gathered in the lobby disappeared in the dark to their respective positions.

As soon as Chongming and Youshi's feet hit the ground, the man in black who was guarding the back room rushed out.

I saw the sword flash, the cold light reflected the lights, still showing the cold.

In a flash, the man in black standing in front of him was silent to the end. The sword in Chongming's hand had been stained with blood beads, dropping down the edge of the sword.

"There they are, quick, quick!..."

In the silent street, there are people shouting and their voices reverberate in the sky.

People in black want to come in Chongming's direction, layer by layer, and surround them tightly.

Chongming and Youshi worked together to cut off all the people who were close to them.

Not many meetings. With them as the center, many people in black have fallen one after another.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer companions, those people in black were slightly frightened and did not dare to rashly approach Chongming.

Chongming is dressed in white. He has been killed by blood. On his sword and hand, the enemy's blood falls to the ground like broken agate.

Hoo Hoo Hoo

He gasped heavily, cold light flitted by, in the eyes of those people in black, it was like the iron chain of death.

"Can you still fight?"

Turning his head, he looked at the attendant behind him and asked with a smile.

Words, with the calm of death.

"I just loosened my muscles and bones!"

The right envoy began to laugh. Since returning to Beijing, he and Han xuyao haven't been confronted with this kind of situation for a long time.He raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. Although there were many knife wounds on his body, it did not affect his happy fight.

The dialogue between them is like a thick haze over the sky. Those people in black are afraid of their power, but no one dares to rush forward to die.

The battle situation fell into a stalemate, and the leader of the killer was very anxious. He had estimated that the two men were not simple, but he did not expect that they would be so powerful. He gathered all the strength of the city and sacrificed so many lives, but he still failed to win him.

"What's the matter with the black widow? Why haven't you come yet?"

Afraid of this situation, he also made an appointment with heimu Xulian to let her help secretly and poison the two men.

However, we have been fighting here for a long time and have not seen her.

Voice did not fall, a man in black rushed over, half kneeling in front of the leader.

"The black widow has been killed, and her hand and foot tendons have been broken. In the end, she suffered a lot and killed herself by biting her tongue."

What?!

The leader took a cold breath and looked at the two people who were surrounded. His eyes narrowed.

Are there two waves of people?

Hehe, hehe

Therefore, they have known the action here for a long time. Is this intentional?!

The hand holding the blade slowly clenched, and further down, but also increase casualties.

After some consideration, he reluctantly lowered his head.

"Retreat."

Hard to say these two words, around Chongming their people relieved, one by one Ma Liu turned around and fled to the city.

For a moment, in addition to the heavy smell of blood in the air, there were bodies lying on the ground, leaving nothing.

Seeing them leave, Chongming was relieved.

Turn head to right make to show light smiling face, take off that piece to be stained with the mask of bloodstain.

"Change your clothes, let's go."

Too much time has been wasted here. We must hurry up the mountain to catch up with Yan Luoli.

The dense jungle covered the stars and moon in the sky. The light was so dark that they had to stop and sit on the tree trunk to have a rest.

Next to Xiao Yan's shoulder, Yan Luoli takes his wrist to feel his pulse.

There's no change in pulse. It doesn't look like it's coming.

Relieved tone, she loosens the wrist of Xiao Yan, the hand is grasped by him however.

Her hand a stiff, didn't draw out in time, the palm spreads Xiao Yan's temperature.

"It's OK. I'm ok."

He knew her worry and tried to give him a gentle smile to make her feel at ease.

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