Just when the scene was deadlocked, Wuyou suddenly reached out and grabbed the sword in Gong Che's hand, and with just one force, the blade sank into the flesh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a cold tingling, with a hint of red.

Gong Che was taken aback by her actions, and immediately snatched the sword in his hand from her hand, his face full of fear. "Are you crazy!!"

"Isn't that what you want?" She smiled palely, and the smile in her eyes seemed to be even crazier than his.

At the moment when Gong Che let go of the non-secluded, a fierce wind swept in, and the sharp sword qi successfully cut through the distance between the two.

Wuyou only felt the cold wind sweeping past her ears, and her body was already being dragged out.

She fell into a slightly cold embrace, a faint smell of blood lingering on the tip of her nose, so familiar.

She poked into his sleeve, and where it touched, it was slippery.

"You're hurt......" She looked up, just in time to see his grim face.

Hearing her slightly panicked words, he didn't look down at her, his lips moved slightly.

"No problem." He said.

"In that case, no one wants to get out of this palace alive today!" Gong Che waved his dark sleeve robe and shouted angrily.

The calm expression on his face was no longer there, and his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

Hordes of guards began to surround them, approaching step by step.

The eleven rakshasas retreated behind the guards, just in time for the palace guards to intercept the way away from the hating heavens.

After a hard battle before, Hongyao, Ma Gu, Leng Xiangfan and others had to raise their spirits, always paying attention to the movements of the enemy in front of them, and not daring to relax for a moment.

On the high platform in the imperial city, it was originally a peaceful and grand Mid-Autumn Festival night feast, but it evolved into a fight between the two parties at this moment, like a bloody hell.

The bright sword shone silver under the moon, piercing the cold wind and flying in a pool of cold moonlight, warm blood sprinkled on the cold ground of the high platform, and the gradually thick murderous aura was filling, filling everyone's senses.

Mo Yunkai tightly hugged the pale Wuyou with one hand, and held the Xuanming Sword with one hand, and the guards who kept coming up pressed with their swords, almost dying under his cold sword.

Wuyou's white gauze skirt danced with the movement of Mo Yunkai's figure, and the green silk crossed the bloody air, dancing with a touch of beauty and enchantment.

She was held in Mo Yunkai's arms, and she wanted to break free with a sword, but she never broke free to no avail.

Seeing that the number of guards surrounding him has increased, even if a few of them have unique skills, it will be difficult to block a thousand.

She looked up at the man who had carried her and could only fight with her opponent with one hand, and saw that his face was much colder than usual, and his eyes were full of anger.

Her heart suddenly began to ache, even though life and death were unpredictable, this person was still like that, with a coldness that made people feel untouchable.

Gong Che stood outside the heavy encirclement, coldly watching this desperate battle that those who hated the sky would undoubtedly lose, like a natural winner, proud of the world.

But he still couldn't do everything, and his eyes, stained with anger and hatred, involuntarily fell on the woman in white.

Seeing that she was well protected by the man named Mo Yunkai, the hatred in his eyes was even better than before.

Qiao Qianxue stood silently behind Gong Che, protecting the monarch safe and sound, while waiting to be sent at any time.

He felt the murderous intent of the master in front of him, but he didn't say a word.

He knew that if he said more at this moment, he would be more dangerous.

He occasionally raised his eyes to look at the woman who was fighting to the death with the guards, and from time to time he looked at the other man in white beside him, and he saw that every worried and reluctant look of the woman named Hongyao fell on that man.

Qiao Qianxue's eyes inevitably became complicated, and his heart was sour, he shook the sword at his waist, but he was unwilling to put it down.

She had never looked at her seriously, and now that she was being forced to hang by a thread, he still couldn't calm down.

Perhaps, he still can't watch her die, even if there is no place for him in her heart.

"Qiao Aiqing, if it were you and you wanted to kill your beloved with your own hands, how would you ......?"

Gong Che suddenly asked, but his calm tone startled Qiao Qianxue's fugue back to his thoughts.

He glanced at Gong Che's back in a slightly surprised manner. replied: "Weichen doesn't know. ”

He doesn't know where he is, on the contrary, he knows very well, but he can't say anything, he can't say anything.

Gong Che smiled silently, and Minghuang's back trembled slightly. "I don't know...... It's okay not to know. ”

Gong Che stopped laughing, and said: "But I feel so unwilling, unwilling, she is willing to choose to die for another man!" ”

Qiao Qianxue didn't answer anymore, he had no way to answer Gong Che's question.

Perhaps, even he himself did not know what it was like to kill his beloved with his own hands.

However, there was not a moment in his heart where he was not fighting, killing, or not killing.

He only felt that the silver light flashed in front of him, and Gong Che had already driven the sword away from the wind.

The bright yellow shadow quickly stepped over the guards, and a cold light rushed straight towards the tightly clinging black and white figure, as fast as lightning.

Adhering to the master's endless anger, the long sword broke through the blocking flesh and forced it to the chest of the man in white.

At the last moment, Mo Yunkai swirled his sword violently and swept away.

The sparks were overflowing, with the earth-shattering sound of collision, and this momentum shook everyone around them, and they couldn't return to their senses for a moment.

Mo Yunkai's face was expressionless, his right hand holding the sword had already begun to tremble slightly, and the anger in the other party's eyes made his heart sink even more.

Was he too tired, the blow just now, even he couldn't help but feel afraid.

It seems that the new monarch in front of him is the most formidable opponent in this world.

Wu Yu looked at the cold light sword in front of her in shock, if it wasn't for the lord just now, she would have died in Huangquan.

A few drops of warmth fell silently on the back of her hand, and she looked away, only to see that Mo Yunkai's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and blood stained the entire sleeve.

Her eyes were already dark, and she glanced at Mo Yunkai in horror.

It seems that Gong Che really wants her life, so why didn't she weigh his heart?

Now, even if she dies, she must not be able to drag down the lord.

It's just him, the only one she doesn't want to drag down......

Taking advantage of the fact that Gong Che and Mo Yunkai fought again, Wu You raised his hand and worked hard, and a hand knife fell on the wrist of Mo Yunkai's left hand.

He was unguarded, and involuntarily let go of the hand that was holding her tightly, dressed in white like snow, floating in the wind, looking coldly at the crazy Gong Che.

Gong Che caught a glimpse of the white clothes breaking free from Mo Yunkai's protection, so he turned the blade of his sword and pressed straight towards Wuyou's side, without the slightest hesitation.

That's right, if he can't get something, even if he destroys it with his own hands, he won't leave others the slightest chance.

In his world, no one who has nothing to do with him is not allowed to exist, and neither can she.