Yan Qingrui's eyes moved slightly, this rush seemed to be shallow and unskilled, but it was also flawless.

Huangfu Yue can, the weapon last time was the Ice Silkworm Snow Silk, and after being destroyed by her, now she uses a hard weapon.

As soon as she raised her hand, the silver moon dagger appeared in her hand, and Huangfu Yue called out her identity, the silver moon dagger was almost her symbol, and there was no need to hide it anymore.

When the short spear stabbed, Huang Fuyue's entire qi machine locked on Yan Qingrui, her eyes burned with a crazy look, as if she was going to choose someone to devour, with a cruel smile on her lips, and said gloomily: "Silver-faced Langjun, you are seriously injured and still want to run? ”

Yan Qingrui smiled coldly: "Then show your true skills!"

Huang Fuyue felt provoked, and she was furious in her heart, and she shot even harder.

After she killed the Chengde horse, although her father did not pursue it at all, and completely stood on her side, she thought that she had been slighted by the Chengde horse, hugged and rubbed, and was kissed with a face of saliva, she felt nauseous, and she couldn't sleep.

In the palace, she can move around casually.

She was in an irritable mood, and unconsciously walked near the cold palace, at this time, the night wind blew, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Huangfu Yue has killed countless people, and he is no longer familiar with blood.

This is the Imperial Palace, how can there be blood? Huangfu Yue immediately searched all the way to the place where the bloody qi came from, and in this place, he found two silver masks that had fallen on the ground.

At the sight of the silver mask, her eyes immediately split.

This is the silver-faced Langjun, she sent people all over the capital to search for the silver-faced Langjun, ready to be ashamed, but found nothing, I didn't expect to step on the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, and it took no effort to get it.

She also saw the blood next to her, the silver-faced Langjun was injured, not only was the mask split, but also injured?

Such a good opportunity, of course Huang Fuyue would not let it go, and she immediately followed the clues to chase down. It was probably because the hatred for the silver-faced Langjun in her heart was too strong, so when she was still far away, Yan Qingrui felt her cold and murderous aura and hid Su Zixian as soon as possible.

At this moment, the tip of the spear seemed to be about to pierce the person in front of him, and Huang Fuyue's bloodthirsty eyes showed joy.

However, when the tip of the spear approached, Yan Qingrui's silver moon dagger slammed slightly at the tip of the spear, and then her body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and the spear with a cold and murderous aura was close to her waist.

Huangfu Yue turned her fingers into claws and grabbed at her face.

I have to say that Huang Fuyue is extremely fast in terms of reaction and change of moves. If this grasp is caught, not only will the masked towel on Yan Qingrui's face be scratched, but I am afraid that the skin and flesh on her face will also be peeled off.

Huangfu Yue hated the silver-faced Langjun for ruining her face, and she had to suffer great pain every time, so what she wanted to do most was not to kill her immediately, but to ruin her face, and then slowly torture her to death.

However, when she was about to grab her claws, she saw a white light blocking her hand. If she still wants to catch it, she is afraid that if she fails to catch the other party's face, her palm will be cut into two pieces by the sharp silver moon dagger first.

She had to evacuate stiffly, and instead grabbed her heart. She wants to dig out the heart of the silver-faced Langjun to sacrifice her poisonous palm.

The change was just as smooth and fast.

However, as if he had understood her thoughts, the silver moon dagger flashed with white light, and stood in front of her hand again.