Rolling muffled thunder rumbled, pouring rain poured down, stepping on blood and mud, dozens of assassins wielding war knives surged up, surrounding the thin women, no shouting, no fighting, everything was covered by the thunderstorm, but in the cold rain, there were chaotic figures staggered like lightning, blood splashed, broken limbs and blood clots condensed on the trunk, years of experience and experience made the woman who was besieged like a dragon, although the situation was still completely at a disadvantage, But there was still not a trace of weakness in submission. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Such a desperate lineup, centered on two figures, looking down from the sky, like two whirlpools in the Black Sea, crazy and ruthless, the hearts of the assassins were pounding, the blood was boiling silently, the swords were all out of the sheath, the footsteps were moving gently, in the face of the round of strangulation that had just ended, everyone was terrified, they formed two groups, and began to slowly retreat layer by layer, looking at a man and a woman standing in an attacking posture in the crowd like eagles, and at the signal of the leader, they reached out and touched the waist.

There, the silver glittered, and it turned out to be a row of javelins half a meter long.

"Kill!" The leader suddenly let out a low cry and waved his gun at Ning Fu and Han Chen.

In an instant, dozens of people shot at the same time, and countless short guns shot at Ning Fu and Han Chen from all directions, leaving a silver-white light mark in mid-air, the cold wind was Xiaoxiao, the rain was pouring down, Han Chen could dodge, but Ning Fu would not work lightly in the end, even if he had three heads and six arms growing now, it was impossible to escape under such a situation.

However, at this moment, only to hear a loud sound, a dark figure suddenly swirled, like a god descending from the sky, like a spirit snake, like a snake like Ning Fu's waist, he stepped on the tip of a long arrow that shot out, pinched an almost impossible gap, Ning Fu rose from the ground, erected up!

The black-clothed assassin was startled, and he quickly raised his head to shoot arrows, only to see that in mid-air, Han Chen slashed like a meteor, and the long sword in his hand sprinkled the sky with brilliance, blocking the dense arrow rain like locusts.

The lightning thundered, rolling by, and just as the assassins were blocking the arrows that flew back, and at the same time shooting another round of arrows, a blue and white figure suddenly flew in mid-air.

"Ning Fu!"

Before the blue and white figure that suddenly appeared in mid-air could see it clearly, a pile of horses' hooves suddenly swept and galloped in the distance, and countless hooks and locks swept across the air.

"Chirong ......?"

Han Chen, who was holding Ning Fu in mid-air, frowned lightly with a flash of jealousy, and at this moment of distraction, his arms suddenly emptied, and the speed of the pale figure made him unable to defend himself, and in a flash, he swept Ning Fu away firmly.

Yuwen Moxian didn't say a word, didn't look at him, swept away Ning Fu, leaped all the way, and quickly disappeared into the rain curtain.

Han Chen paused.

He stopped, and clearly felt the emptiness in his arms, which seemed to grow larger and larger, and even seemed to penetrate his skin into his heart, whistling and rolling, rolling his heart out of the emptiness that he did not know how to fill.

He just looked at the place where there was no trace of his figure in front of him.

Ningfu.

From start to finish, there was no looking back.

The enemy under him shouted loudly, and the assassins dodged to meet him, and Chi Rong and his men and horses quickly entangled with them, the long knives bent like ghosts to harvest human lives, blood splattered, severed limbs churned, and it was already a Shura field.

Chi Rong fought bloodily, without any burden, and there was even a faint excitement in his eyes, without raising his eyes, he cut off the head of an assassin with a knife, and shouted upwards: "If it's a man, don't stand by from above!" ”

"Then I'll leave it to you, a real man." Han Chen's voice was low, it was difficult to distinguish joy and anger, and with one gaze, his figure disappeared in an instant.

The sound of countless fights is getting farther and farther away, but the sound of the wind in my ears is getting stronger and stronger.

Ning Fu was tightly held in her arms by Yuwen Moxian, and the cold wind blew from both sides, flying wildly all over the sky, but it didn't hit her much. Countless torches lit up on the slopes of the dense forest, and it was impossible to tell which of the Vaults and which of the black-clad Assassins were flanked by the enemy.

"It's a girl!"

A short voice suddenly sounded in front of him, Zhou Fan's face appeared in Ning Fu's eyes, his surprised and excited gaze warmed her heart, and then Zhou Fan nodded respectfully and gratefully to Yuwen Moxian, and immediately drew his weapon again, the dagger was cold, and the long sword was like a rainbow, and he did not hesitate to meet the black-clothed assassin who followed closely behind him.

Ning Fu had never seen any of the people who fought with Zhou Fan, and she wanted to come down to help, but Yuwen Moxian not only had no intention of joining the battle, but also had no intention of letting her join, and firmly held her to escort her forward surrounded by Zhou Fan and others.

Rushing all the way, wave after wave of rejection personnel came bravely, Yuwen Moxian's face did not change, holding Ning Fu with one hand, and lifting the heavy rain for her with the other, gradually throwing the sound of battle behind him.

The dense forest suddenly disappeared, and the swaying grassland like waves appeared in front of him, Ning Fu was lightly in front of him, his palm was dripping with blood, he raised his head and said in a deep voice: "You are injured!" ”

Yuwen Moxian still covered his face, and his green clothes also had spotted at this time, he lowered his head, his eyes slowly drooped, and he said lightly: "It doesn't hurt, it's just a few strokes of the branches." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuwen Moxian suddenly turned around.

Ning Fu was stunned, and grabbed him, this action was too urgent, and he almost fell to the ground, Yuwen Moxian turned around in shock, held her up, and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing?" ”

"I should have asked you." Ning Fu's eyebrows tightened: "What are you going to do?" ”

In such a situation, he didn't participate in the battle, and she didn't believe what he wanted to do when he turned back this time.

What's more, Zhou Fan and others have also withdrawn one after another, what does he have to go back?

Yuwen Moxian was silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "I'm going to kill him." ”

"Are you crazy?! I don't know how many assassins there are inside, they won't be soft on you, and besides, why are you killing him?! ”

Yuwen Moxian shook his head coldly: "His Han Chen's sins, but today he innocently caused you to almost lose your life, he naturally deserves to die." ”

"No way!" Ning Fu grabbed his arm tightly and said firmly: "Now Han Chen is alone in the forest, his subordinates don't know when they will arrive, let's leave immediately and leave him alone, he may not be able to come out alive, it's too dangerous inside, I won't let you in, if you have to insist, I will definitely follow!" ”