Chapter 172: The Last Stand (20)

Qu Ziyan's voice was thick and cool. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Jiuyin. Is it coming? ”

He turned his head and looked in Feng Jiuyin's direction.

"Naturally, it's coming. ”

Feng Jiuyin shrugged, his face full of unhappiness, "But it's really unfavorable for you to let me do things with this trouble." ”

Qu Ziyan didn't care about the second half of Feng Jiuyin's sentence, he nodded with satisfaction.

On the other side, Mochen also seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

The Xuanyue Sword was stained with too much blood today.

He felt the smell of blood in his hand.

After so many years, it seems to be the first time to kill people like this.

He is different from Qu Ziyan.

He has been able to get to this point today because of his own resourcefulness.

Although the Xuanyue Sword was named the number one sword in the world, he didn't like to use him to kill.

His martial arts are not much worse than Qu Ziyan.

The two can be said to be evenly matched.

But Qu Ziyan relied on the piles of dead people to sit in his current position.

He hid his martial arts all over his body, he left a false name to the outside world, and he didn't want others to bother him when they knew about him.

If it weren't for the incident back then, he might have been the same as Qu Ziyan, and his relationship with Qu Ziyan wouldn't be as bad as it is today.

He turned his head to look at Qu Ziyan.

The latter tilted his head at the moment, with the signature demonic smile on his lips.

Maybe that's the old enemy.

Friend or foe.

In the most dangerous times, it seems that he will always be with him.

Whether it's at the blacksmith's place, or now.

Qu Ziyan, we still can't go back.

Mo Chen turned his head and glared at the soldier in front of him.

The soldiers stepped back.

The sword in his hand was really terrifying, and the evil aura was even stronger after being stained with blood.

He inserted his sword back into its scabbard.

Chu Qiao saw that he had already collected his weapon, and he was a little puzzled.

Qu Ziyan on the other side also collected weapons.

What they did only made the soldiers even more afraid.

Which one is this?

"Are you alright..... Neck ....."

Chu Qiao handed Mo Chen the only piece of handkerchief on his body that was fairly clean.

"Your shoulder hurts a lot worse than I do. ”

Mochen didn't take the veil.

He had already felt a gaze full of jealousy not far away.

"It's a lot of fun. Is this a weapon? You have so much confidence in this Feng Gongzi?"

Nie Jiu picked up the big knife and walked forward.

The soldiers all consciously gave way to a way.

He walked all the way, and all the way he was full of oppression.

Xia Qing grabbed Chu Qiao's sleeve, and Chu Qiao simply took her hand.

"Don't be afraid. ”

Qu Ziyan also heard the conversation between the two.

He smiled and directly pulled Xia Qing into his arms.

Xia Qing crashed into a cold embrace for no reason.

She froze.

I don't know what to do in Qu Ziyan's arms.

This embrace is not the usual floral scent, but a strong smell of blood.

She looked up and saw that Qu Ziyan's smooth chin was already a little cyan stubble.

Neither of them had seen each other properly these days.

Such a hug was a long time ago, right?

Thinking of this, Xia Qing finally raised his hand and wrapped his arms around the chest of the man in front of him.

He lost weight again.

The bones in her chest hurt her.

The sound of a powerful heartbeat rang in her ears again and again.

She was suddenly less scared.

With this powerful man protecting her, what else is she afraid of?

Qu Ziyan felt the closeness of the person in his arms, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

That's right.

He turned his head and glanced at Mochen.

As soon as the latter saw his eyes, he immediately turned his head away.

Hmph, go with jealousy.

Qu Ziyan thought, and the smile on his lips became more obvious.

"I'm not confident in Feng Jiuyin. I'm confident in something else...... Wait a minute.... You listen.... Here it comes. ”

As soon as he said this, a group of people fell silent.

"Whew.... Whew...."

A strange voice rang out.

But the source is not visible.

Nie Jiu, who was originally smiling happily on the other side, suddenly restrained his smile.

He couldn't laugh anymore.

If the soldiers didn't know what it was.

But he knew.

He came out of the Demon Cult.

The voice of the famous Dark Guard of the Demon Sect, how could he not be familiar with it.

The characteristics of the Dark Guard, that is

Snake.

"Ahhhh

"Ahh

Suddenly there was a shout from the soldiers.

"When did you ......."

Nie Jiu frowned and hacked a snake at his feet.

"It's always been there, but you don't know. ”

Qu Ziyan simply hugged the person in his arms, "Quyi, it's too slow." ”

"I'm sorry, Lord. It's the fault of the subordinates. ”

A clean and crisp man's voice came from not far away.

The sound of horses was heard along with it.

People hear it before they arrive.

Quyi rode out of the woods slowly.

A large number of men in black also came out of the woods together.

"See the palace master!"

A leading man in black fell to his knees.

The black-clothed people behind him also knelt down one by one.

"Okay, wait, I'm going to be busy. “

Qu Ziyan didn't even turn his head, and he still kept staring at Nie Jiu when he spoke.

"Old man of the Demon Sect, these people, you are still very familiar with them, right?"

Nie Jiu's eyebrows were already knotted.

"That's generous..... The Dark Guard has all been invited..... What the hell is there about this saint that can make you, a mercenary guy, defend ......."

Nie Jiu clenched the big knife in his hand, his eyes back and forth on Qu Ziyan and Chu Qiao.

No matter how you look at it, the woman in his arms is the focus of his protection.

"That doesn't have anything to do with you..... But ah.... I look at these soldiers now as an eyesore. ”

He patted Xia Qing on the back, and a cruel light flashed in his eyes.

"Do it, don't leave a single one. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook.

"What!

Nie Jiu's distorted face was even more distorted because of the shock.

He used his light skills and immediately flew to a large tree.

On the ground, a long sword emerged from Pingsheng.

The unprepared soldiers were stabbed to death directly by the sword.

In an instant, the front of the cave became an asura field, and blood flowed like a river.

The soldiers died before they even had time to make a sound.

Xia Qing smelled the increasingly strong smell of blood in the air.

She wanted to raise her head, but was pressed back by Qu Ziyan.

"Don't look, it's not what you should see, just leave it to me, leave these terrible things to me, as long as you always have you. ”

Qu Ziyan's voice floated overhead.

Gently, but with great firmness.

Xia Qing buried his head deeper.

"It's really insidious, I didn't expect that the master of the Qu Palace would learn the things of the Demon Sect so well......."

All of a swords on the ground suddenly disappeared as if they had never appeared.

Nie Jiu came down from the tree.

Hua Zhentian also flew up with him when he flew up the tree just now.

Only then did he escape.

But he was clearly confused now.

He was amazed by everything that was happening now.

This tune Yan, this Mochen.

It's so terrible!

Silently, everything has already been arranged.

He thought there would be some turning point.

Now it seems that it is not easy to save the lives of the Hua family.

"Since they are all palace masters, how can they do it if they don't learn some means. ”

Qu Ziyan's blood-stained face showed an incomparably bewitching smile.

He looked at Nie Jiu in front of him, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Back then, I didn't die. What is owed to us now will be repaid as well. ”

He paused,

"Quyi, today, I don't want to see Nie Jiu alive. ”