Dance all night dressed as a man in a night suit and jumped over the wall into the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion with the cold wind and cold Qingqing, they knew that there must be an ambush in the dark, and this was just to prevent being plotted.

According to the investigation of the Ghost Building, most of the people in the soul were killed there during the autumn season, and now all that is left of the Prime Minister's Mansion is the killer cultivated by Nangong Siquan himself, and he is not afraid of dancing all night.

Following Han Qing's guidance, they came to the courtyard where they were trapped in Feng Haoye, twelve wooden stakes were placed horizontally and vertically, and in the middle was a bare Han plum tree, the trunk was dark red, obviously quenched by someone.

The plum blossom array is a very simple one of all the formations, and the people who thought of the formation never thought that someone would understand the formation to be so careless.

"Can the 'County Lord' formation be broken?"

Wu Yiyi nodded at the cold wind, and Han Feng and Han Qing immediately felt a lot more relieved, there were not only their masters but also their brothers who were born and died, although the killers and secret guards were cold-blooded existences, but their masters were actually people who valued love, and their subordinates were very normal and imperceptible.

As long as the plum blossom tree is used as an eye, the plum blossom array can slightly change the operation of the qi of the living beings here, and the twelve wooden stakes are used to pull the vitality to run, as long as the vitality is restored, the plum blossom array will be broken!

Nangong Siquan, who had been observing this courtyard, saw that the person who came was not Feng Haoxuan, but a thin person, and frowned slightly, seeing that Han Qing and Han Feng seemed to be following that person's instructions, and had doubts in his heart.

Feng Haoxuan's people, he thought that eight or nine times out of ten were already clear, but he didn't expect that Feng Haoxuan still had such a number one person in his hands who was not known to him, and he was relieved to hand it over to him, it seemed that he was really careless!

Seeing the dance walking towards the stake all night, Nangong Siquan was even more puzzled, did he want to break the formation? He will also form formations?

Thinking of this, Nangong Siquan didn't dare to look at it lightly, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of people appeared from all directions to kill Xiang Wu all night!

Dance overnight and stopped the movements in his hands, breaking the formation must follow the law of life and death, a little carelessness will make the trapped people die, and no one can disturb when the formation is broken, so it can only go through a vicious battle first!

The strength of the cold wind and the cold clear is not low, and it can still be five with one, but it can only be a stalemate, and it is difficult to break through. The rest of the people all danced all night, and although it was fine, it was not a way to be dragged down by the wheel-like attack after all!

Fortunately, it is estimated that those killers also know that there is a formation laid on the side, and they don't dare to approach, otherwise if they accidentally disrupt the formation, Feng Haoye, they will be unpredictable!

However, after such a long struggle, it is not a way to do it, and I danced all night while dealing with layers of siege while thinking of a way to break through.

And Nangong Siquan looked at this scene with great satisfaction, what he wanted was delay, as long as Feng Haoye was not rescued by the people he sent, he was not afraid that Feng Haoxuan would not come.

There was a fierce battle in the courtyard, and another bloody scene was being staged in the red room in the most secluded part of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Nangong Yu lay on the soft couch and was dying, his body covered with bruises and patches of abrasions. Xuezhi's face was waveless, and he looked at the person under him coldly, mechanically pulling out and advancing in his body, again and again.

The original pink flowers had long since fallen apart, the bright red blood had dried up, and more fresh had flowed from the torn wounds. On Nangong Yu's abdomen, legs, and soft couches, patches of withered red plums were stained. The thrilling scene of Rao is a ruthless killer who also gives birth to sympathy.

But he can't stop, it's his master's order, and he has to do it until his master gives the order, even if the person under him dies!

He can't be merciful, he wants to be ruthless, and he wants to make the people under him become works that the master is satisfied with. Only when the people under him are dyed red will the master be happy. He can only live if his master is happy. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of the inhuman torture. Only after seeing what is truly worse than death can I understand what a luxury death is!

"Tsk ~ blood blazing, you really won the heart of my son, look at it, how awesome!" Huang Gongzi clapped his hands and entered the room, looking at Nangong Yu who had fainted with satisfaction.

"My subordinates do things for the master, don't dare not do my best!"

"Hmmm! Take him down and wash him. ”

"Yes!"

Xueqi picked up the naked Nangong Yu and retreated, the moment he entered the bathroom, he knew that there was salt in the water, how could his master make the plaything feel good, even if it was to wake him up, it was such a cruel method.

For the first time, Xuezhi made his own assertions, using a clean cloth to avoid the wounds on Nangong Yu's body, wiping the blood and mixed mucus little by little.

Maybe the wound still touched the water, and Nangong Yu woke up because of the stimulation of the pain in the middle of the way, and in his weak eyes, the hatred was so strong, as if there were knives shot towards the blood.

It is better to wake up so as not to arouse the suspicion of his master, although he has sympathy, this sympathy is still based on not putting himself in danger. Holding the cleaned Nangong Yu, the blood blazing returned to Huang Gongzi's room, which had been cleaned up.

"Give him this, and you can go down!"

"Yes!"

The pill with a faint peach fragrance was easily poured down, and Nangong Yu was now just a broken body containing a weak soul, and if he could die, he would rather not resist.

The two sides are still in a stalemate in the plum garden, and the physical strength of the cold wind and cold Qing has shown fatigue, which undoubtedly makes the dance a lot more restrained.

While defending, he slowly approached the plum blossom array, and every shot was carefully calculated, and he would not let any ** intrude into the plum blossom array.

I saw him jump up and kick the three people who flew close to him, and landed on a wooden stake erected by him, and his body flew up again on tiptoe, and the wooden stake fell to the south at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Siquan grinned, Feng Haoye died at the hands of Feng Haoxuan's subordinates, I don't know how Feng Haoxuan would feel, he was looking forward to it very much.

Next, every time I danced overnight, a small breakthrough was always inadvertently and happened to fall on a wooden stake, and gradually Nangong Siquan noticed that something was wrong, and the act of dancing all night seemed a little too deliberate.

There was still one last step left, as long as the last erected wooden stake was put down in the east-west direction, the plum blossom array could be broken, and he didn't dare to carelessly lead the few black-clothed people who surrounded him to slowly approach the wooden stake.

One flew up and turned over and was about to land on the stake, and suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, and it was Nangong Siquan!

The punch was as fast as lightning, slamming into the abdomen of the dance night, only to feel that all the internal organs were twisted together, and the dull pain hit violently, and the blood gushed out of the mouth, staining the black veil covering the face!

The long-term grappling consumed too much of his physical strength, and in the end, he received a fierce blow from Nangong Siquan, and his body fell backwards like a fallen leaf after dancing all night.

There was no sound of landing, and no new pain. Mai opened his eyes tiredly, and the entrance was a pure white mask, but the familiar breath told him that it was him.

In an instant, Nangong Siquan, who had no time to dodge, was kicked away. For the first time, Wu Yiye felt a heavy anger in this man he was obsessed with, what was he angry about, and what was it that caused such a strong killing intent? Is Feng Haoxuan for him?

"Crackle!"

The plum blossom tree that was the eye of the array was shattered in an instant, the twelve wooden stakes turned into ashes, and several people who were trapped in Feng Haoxuan appeared at the same time, quickly returned to Feng Haoxuan's side, and spread out in a fan-like shape to protect Feng Haoxuan, as well as the night dance in his arms.

Nangong Siquan looked at Feng Haoye who walked out of the plum blossom array in disbelief, then turned to dance all night, and finally turned to Feng Haoxuan, he underestimated Feng Haoxuan and the people around him!

The corners of both people's mouths secretly curved a little.

He lived up to his promise!

"She" lived up to his trust!