Ruyi came back to his senses, looked at the familiar nursing homes behind him and nodded, Shen Xinnan was still not worried that they would come to the place of prosperity, so he let these nursing homes follow, fortunately they were slow on their feet, otherwise they would also suffer from the pond fish and die.

"Strange, why are these flowers withering?" Ye Mingming walked among the nurses with Ruyi in his arms, and looked around suspiciously.

The feet creaked on the withered and withered purple soul, like Dong Wan'er's last sorrow and wail left in this world.

"People die like lamps go out, roots wither and flowers fail, this is the truth of life." Ruyi was deeply touched to see Dong Wan'er buried in the ground for a person who didn't love her.

Ye Mingming nodded as if he didn't understand, remembering that he saw the woman covered in vines with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel worried, and the slightest cool breeze came out and shrunk his neck, and the steps under his feet sped up a few points.

They went out of the ruins and came to the place where they had tied their horses, but the dead trees swayed, and the broken reins were scattered on the ground.

The journey home was far away, and it was impossible to rush back overnight without horses, so the nurse gave up a horse, Ruyi and Ye Mingming rode together, and walked away in the twilight.

The place of prosperity is like spring all year round, and the climate is mild, but the temperature outside is not, the autumn wind is bleak, and the whirring cold wind blows on the face like a knife.

Ruyi shrank into the clothes beside her, and the only remaining temperature on Ye Mingming's body in her arms was also rubbed away by her.

"I'm dying of cold, don't untie my shirt and put it on your head. The cold wind slipped through the gaps. Ye Mingming's lips trembled from the cold, and he couldn't speak very neatly.

"I won't." Ruyi didn't even open his eyes, and rubbed his head forward.

Ye Mingming's cold tears were about to fall, but the gentleman had to have pity and pity for the jade, not to mention that Ruyi was frightened in the cave just now, so he suppressed the hurtful words that poured up his head again, pulled the reins tightly with his left hand, raised the whip with his right hand, kicked the horse's front hooves high, and neighed at the sky. Gallop away.

When passing through the huge stone forest of Yunlan Mountain. The sound of swords facing each other came from afar, and Ruyi, who was so drowsy, opened his eyes, raised his head and met Ye Mingming's eyes, so he raised his hand and motioned for everyone to stop.

Ruyi deftly jumped off the horse. Look in the direction the voice came from. But I found that the luster of my left eyeball became more and more translucent and dazzling. But the vision is getting blurrier and blurr.

She rubbed her left eye, which was still blurry, and it seemed to have a light veil attached to it.

With the fox demon's sense of touch, sight, and hearing of things. She should have recognized Ye Mingming's appearance in the mountain col just now, but because her left eye was a little blurry, she didn't recognize it until they got closer, and at that time she thought that her cultivation was degrading too quickly, and the original owner's body couldn't bear the reaction for a while.

But now that a long time has passed, the body should have adapted to it, but it still can't see clearly, I don't know what's going on?

Ye Mingming also jumped off the horse, lying behind a boulder, looking into the distance.

There were about twenty or so black-clothed men who were frantically besieging the man in the middle of the coarse linen clothes, and the besieged man looked to be seriously injured, his behavior was slow, and the rules of wielding the long sword in his hand were messy and weak, but he was trying his best to resist the long sword that was frequently slashing at him, as if he was doing his last dying struggle.

"Those black-clothed people are strong in martial arts, sharp in swordsmanship, they will kill with their moves, trying to take people's lives, not like ordinary martial arts practitioners, more like a group of well-trained professional killers, if we continue to fight that person, we will definitely die, should we save him?"

Ruyi looked at Ye Mingming, curious that this guy was really subdued by her big reason just now, and thought about helping others so quickly: "That's a killer, you can't save that person with your ability, not to mention, you have to put your little life upside down." ”

"Who said I went to save it, aren't there still them?" Ye Mingming pointed to the sturdy nursing homes.

Ruyi rubbed his eyebrows speechlessly, it seemed that his expectations for Ye Mingming should be too high, regardless of Ye Mingming's questioning, he got up and walked to the front of the nursing home and ordered something.

Bang dang......

The blood-stained sword fell to the ground, Nangong Ion pressed the blood in his abdomen with his left hand and gushed out from his fingers, his right hand hung down to his side and trembled slightly, his messy hair and sweat stains stuck to his white and handsome face, and a few drops of blood splashed on the tip of his nose, making him look even more embarrassed, but it should not be able to hide the stubbornness and coldness between his eyebrows.

"The imperial brother is really a brotherhood, he has been chasing and killing all the way from the gate of the Imperial City of the Hunting Country to this point, just because he is afraid that I will return with troops in the future to replace him to inherit his father's position, but I didn't expect him to spend so much blood and invite the most mysterious blood shadow organization in the Seven Kingdoms, it seems that I am now going to die here." Nangong Ion stared at the killer in front of him with deep eyes, which seemed to be as plain as water, but it made people feel a strong coercion.

"Don't talk nonsense, last time you got away with it, the buyer was furious, and today I will definitely take your corpse back to pay for it."

The black-clothed man led by him raised his hand slightly, and the long swords of all the killers stabbed towards Nangong Ion in unison.

Nangong Ion closed his eyes slightly, raised his head slightly, and the blue jade fox flashed in his mind, when the mother concubine was at the funeral, he personally handed it to him and said that he would pass it on to her daughter-in-law in the future, it seems that as her only son, she is now unable to protect herself, and she can't fulfill her last wish.

and Ruyi, that smart and lovely woman, his life-saving benefactor, can only repay her kindness in the next life.

Countless sword blades swished and galloped, and suddenly the piercing sound of the long sword breaking pierced the night sky, Nangong Ion opened his eyes suspiciously, and a petite figure blocked in front of her, holding a dagger like white jade in her hand, cutting off the killer's long sword.

Ruyi glared at the cold-faced killer angrily, and said sharply: "You useless things, is it necessary to send so many brothers and brothers to assassinate individuals?" Stand by and see how your aunt and grandmother took his life. ”

As soon as the words fell, the cold light swept by, and when he saw that the blade was tightly pressed against Nangong Ion's neck, there was a bloodstain as thin as a hair that slowly flowed out.

Embroidery is a deadly tone for demons and demons, but for mortals, it is just a fine dagger with fine workmanship, special texture, and sharpened iron like clay.

The killers were startled by the woman who suddenly appeared, and looked at their companions, wondering who the woman was, listening to her tone that she was their accomplice, but they didn't know each other at all, but she just broke in alone, and cut off their long swords, it was not idle, maybe the shadow lord was not worried about them, and sent a new killer, so they all stopped attacking.

The killer who was cut off the long sword, the right hand holding the long sword was a little sore from the shock, and he forced the pain to push behind the killer who was the leader. (To be continued.) )