The last arrow pointed straight to the first dream.

It turned out to be the black-clothed killer on the eaves, and Zhi Zhi sealed his throat with a sword, and the blood splattered three feet under the moonlight and silver light on the spot, and he no longer moved. At that time, the fierce battle on the roof was fierce, the swords and swords were all between the lightning and flint, the men in black had been raised by Sima Xi for many years, and they had always pursued that if the mission failed, they would also fall to the ground, so these were all outlaws, if Zhi Zhi had a slight mistake, he would lose his life, he naturally neglected to confirm whether everyone who fell to the ground was out of breath, and rushed straight to the other place in the atrium to fight with another group of black-clothed people.

The man in black who had his throat cut didn't know where he got the perseverance, but he quietly stretched out his bloody hand and groped for the bow and arrow falling beside him, and struggled to hook the arrow, and when Zhi Zhi realized the cold arrow, the arrow had already whistled across the night sky in all directions of the atrium, and jumped straight towards the hall.

Chu Meng inadvertently looked back, and in her clear amber pupils, a straight arrow, the tail feathers of the arrow were finely trimmed, white but stained with red blood, impartially getting closer and closer to her......

Castato's eyelids were wide open, her eyes were full of horror, but she couldn't utter half a word in her throat......

The arrow flew fast, and it seemed that it was only a stone's throw away from the first dream.

But at the moment when the arrow was about to pierce her body, a figure of vermilion red flew towards this place again, as fast as a whirlwind, and in a trance, it could be seen that the golden brocade cloud pattern in the vermilion was shining through the lights in the hall. That's not someone else, it's Fu Xuan.

But a few days ago, Fu Xuan was still in the home in the hall.

But seeing that he was holding a knife in his right hand, his left arm grabbed Chu Meng's slender waist and took her body into his arms.

That block is the gesture of sacrificing one's life.

Fu Xuan pointed at the arrow with his back, and resisted the bright and sharp lightning-chasing Bai Rui with his flesh and blood. He could have swung his elbow and cut down the dark arrow, just as he had done countless times in the hall before, but because the arrow was too close and urgent, and there was still a risk of hurting the first dream, so many ways that he couldn't think about it at that moment, but to keep the woman in his arms unscathed, he could ignore it.

The first dream fell impartially into the crimson cluster.

The mass was red, like a flower, like a fire.

She had seen a lot of such killings, but in the midst of the changes, her eyes were still wide open, and she looked at Fu Xuan in disbelief, and horror and worry flowed from her eyes.

Her hand involuntarily clenched the red brocade robe, and she felt a relative: "Fu Xuan, don't ......"

Fu Xuan's eyes are clear and clear, like the still water that is not rippling makes people feel at ease, undisturbed by the killing in the past, and still reads: "Don't disturb, I'm here." ”

"Fu Xuan ......"

She only felt that the heavens and the earth were dimmed, just as she was sinking into the boundless dream and falling infinitely, and there was an abyss under her, and in that moment, she saw the sand in the dream that was blooming angrily from the reflection of her eyes, and the small vermilion flowers stretched into a sea, delicate as pearls, blooming in the endless white snow of the Mongolian Plateau.

Before she could come back to her senses, Chu Meng and Fu Xuan had already fallen heavily to the ground......

"Nightshade—"

There seemed to be silence in the ears, and the aftermath was still there, and the sound of the sword that had just swept the world faded silently for a while, and there was only the heart-rending wail of Lyricus Zhi and the strange smell mixed with the smell of fire, candles, spices and blood.

"Nightshade!"

But the two of them were not hit.

Everyone looked back, and saw that the nightshade girl had fallen on the floor tiles, a puddle of terrible blood on her chest, and an arrow stuck straight into her body.

"Nightshade ......" Fu Xuan was stunned, and hurriedly turned back to investigate, "This ...... This...... Shouldn't...... How could it be ......?"

"Childe ......" A smile tugged at the corner of Nightshade's lips, and the color of her lips was as light and plain as she usually wore in a flash.

Zhi Zhi flew forward, knelt on the ground, picked up the beautiful woman's body and hugged her into her arms, and protected her wound with the other hand, but she was shocked to find that Nightshade's body trembled unconsciously, and the column of blood poured out from the wound, unconscious, painful and desperate.

"Nightshade girl...... What about you?" Fu Xuan couldn't believe what was in front of him.

"Nightshade...... Are you cold?" Riccius's lips and teeth trembled, and she couldn't help but tighten her arms to grab her weak hand.

"It's not cold...... "Nightshade smiled lightly.

The smile made Zhi Zhi's eyes burst into tears, her eyes were red, and she didn't dare to say more, but the people in the hall looked at this scene and knew that the arrow of the nightshade girl went straight to the center of the abdomen, and the blood was still gushing out, and the blood beads flowed through the plain shirt and light yarn, soaked in silk threads, and spread down her slender waist.

"Princesse Zhi...... Thank you very much for your kindness...... Nightshade understands...... I have always understood...... Can...... Nightshade is really ......" Nightshade said as she coughed lightly, and a thin column of blood trickled down from the corner of her lips.

Richer Brother's tears poured out, and she was busy wiping the blood from the corners of her lips with her robe, and only said, "You...... Don't talk about it...... I...... I understand! I understand! I understand everything! It's me who is bad, it's me who deserves to die, so I only care about those men in black and forget about the dark arrows...... It's me who is bad...... You hold on...... I'm already going to see a doctor......"

Fu Xuan was stunned, and tears were shining: "Miss Nightshade, you hold on...... I was so badly injured that time and saved my life, you hold on......"

"Princesse Zhi...... Nightshade knows your heart best...... Don't blame Gongzi Fuxuan...... It was the nightshade who volunteered to block this arrow for him......"

Zhi Zhi didn't have time to glance at Fu Xuan, but she felt that the hand that was holding her tightly became colder and colder, so she was furious and shouted, "Where is the Imperial Doctor!

The deafening call sign filled the ears, but the servants and maids in the hall who were still taking care of the aftermath of the assassination had never seen such a scene, let alone seen Lyricus so out of control, the imperial doctor had already gone to invite, even if the nightshade did not need to be treated, the emperor was frightened, and he always needed the imperial doctor to come and see it to be at ease.

When the moon fell in the atrium, the white and clear light was long gone, and the thick bloody gas in the air dyed the gray mist into a faint purple and red color.

The black dove rose from the eaves, panicking, as if it had just pecked the eyes of the black-clothed man on the eaves.

Castrolis is scorching, sweating in her hair, the wind blows a little cool, and she can't resist being anxious, so she has to keep rubbing her fingers.

Nightshade's face was as white as washing, but he always had a faint smile, although his breath was dying, he said: "Fu Xuan Gongzi...... You can comfort the nightshade one-two, the nightshade is quite pleased...... But what is the condition of nightshade now...... Nightshade knows very well, I'm afraid that I can't go back to the sky...... But nightshade is not sad at all, but ...... On the contrary...... Very happy ......."

Zhi Zhi's pupils trembled, and she said with tears in her eyes: "You Mo Duo spoke...... Hurry up and keep your breath ...... The Imperial Doctor is coming!, it's coming!" With that, the tears poured down from the corners of his slender phoenix eyes.

"Castin Zhi Gongzi ......" Nightshade stretched out her hand with difficulty, wanting to wipe away the tears from her face for Castile, but before she could hold it in the air, Casta Zhi had already understood her intentions and put her hand on her face, but it was cold to the heart, "Castin Princess...... Don't feel sorry for nightshade...... Nightshade is not sad at all...... Nightshade has never been well-...... Thank you very much...... You know the nightshade's intentions, but you don't mind...... Still guarding the nightshade ......"