Thinking of this, I just wanted to ask.

But when he met his eyes, he couldn't stop losing his voice: "Xiahou Yuan, why are you?!" ”

The right talent is far away, and I don't really pay attention to it, but I feel familiar.

At this moment, after identifying him, it became clear where this familiarity came from.

In her previous life, she had been with her master for twenty years, and she was already familiar with his eyebrows and glances...... Even now, after changing time and space, identity and name, his face is still his.

Xiahou Yuan's body stiffened, but Liancheng guessed his identity.

The next moment, the murderous intent in his eyes overflowed.

I thought she had helped him and wanted to save her life...... Now it seems that we have to change our original intentions!

While thinking like this, Lian Cheng suddenly stepped forward, and when he was about to make a move, he lowered his voice and said, "You leave now, I'm afraid it's too late!" If you believe me, stay in this room......"

Life and death are at stake, but believe in him?

Meeting his serious eyes, Xiahou Yuan thought about this question...... Although he had shown him his true side before, it did not mean that he was truly accepted.

Lian Cheng didn't think about anything else, just focused on Xiahou Yuan's long sword.

After a moment of hesitation, he snatched the long sword from his hand and stabbed it into his arm without hesitation...... The whole action is like a cloud of peers, without the slightest flinch!

"Hide!"

Ignoring the blood spilling from his arm, Liancheng firmly fell into a word.

Xiahou Yuan was stunned, and the shock in his heart that he had never felt before hit him coldly...... When he came back to his senses, Liancheng had already turned around and was opening. Door.

"Bang-"

As the door opened, he greeted the group of people who were rushing in front of him.

His face turned pale from pain, and Lian Cheng stepped forward quickly with his bleeding arm covered: "Assassin! An Assassin broke into ......"

"Shangguan Gongzi, where is the assassin?"

The commander of the guards who wanted to arrest the assassins asked first with a stern face.

"He just hid in the room, and I found him and fled, it should be in this direction......"

Liancheng said as he pointed in the direction of the side.

Hearing this, the commander of the guards took a look, but there was a wall over there, and the wall was covered with guards...... If they escaped from here, they should have been discovered, but there was no movement outside!

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Lian Cheng raised his arms: "The assassin's martial arts are profound, and it is very likely that he used light skills to find another shortcut to escape!" It's a pity that I'm no match for him......"

Seeing Liancheng's stabbed arm, the commander of the guards no longer hesitated, and hurriedly chased there with a group of subordinates behind him.

"Cheng'er, how are you?"

Shangguan Ying stepped forward quickly, looking at Liancheng with a worried expression.

After Lian Cheng shook his head to show that he was fine, he said to Shangguan Ming: "I will take Cheng'er to deal with the wounds, and you will enter the palace immediately to face the saint!" If there is such a big mess, I'm afraid it will soon spread all over the ......"

Shangguan Ming nodded in response, and when he was sure that Liancheng was indeed not worried about his life, he went back to the room to change his court clothes.

Following Shangguan Ying's side, Lian Cheng left here.

Before leaving, his eyes glanced at him, intentionally or unintentionally.

But inside the open door, a gaze followed Liancheng's back until she disappeared.

When everything was silent again, the man walked slowly out of the room.

Thinking that Liancheng protected him again, his heart was like a wave touching the rocks.

Shangguan Liancheng, are you really helping me just because of the old man? But what kind of old man is worthy of your sincerity!

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The last chapter has been slightly modified, you can re-read it! Steady dìng two more every day, rolling for collection o (n_n) o