"Shhh The sound of a crossbow tearing through the air rang out in the air.

Mo Moxibustion Ge only felt a white robe swooping towards him, and then the sky swirled and fell into a strong chest.

A muffled grunt came faintly overhead, and the smell of blood wafted to the wings of his nose with a warm breath.

There were a few wisps of light fragrance from the other party's body, the breeze was mixed with the breath of the night, and the silky placket of the hand was wet with blood.

"Lord Shizi!!"

One after another exclamations rang out, faintly mixed with an anxious and angry female voice, "Stop!" Stop it! ”

The dense rain-like arrows shot down like meteors, full of force, Mo Moxibustion Song could imagine that after this wave of attacks, the people in front of him were probably already full of holes!

"Get out!!" A cold and mellow voice sounded instantly, and a bright and deep purple light rose from behind him.

Thousands of arrows retraced together, and in an instant, blood covered the city wall!

"Ahh

The screams of horror and pain were one after another, and everyone looked in horror and horror at the arrow that turned its head and swooped down on them, and their minds froze in fright.

After a rain of arrows, the bright moon was poking its head out from behind the dark clouds, and under the city gate, blood flowed like an infusion.

With the arc of ink moxibustion, the strong force kicked up the dust, and the surrounding guards fell one by one like stacks of arhats, wailing all over.

"Little ...... Miss! ”

"Nine...... Nine masters! ”

As soon as they recovered from the shock, Tangerine and Li Jie hurriedly rushed forward.

The cold and deep eyes of the wind reversal swept over Li Jie and Tangerine, the handsome face was clearly defined, the thin lips were tightly pursed, and the face was slightly pale, but it did not hide the iron-blooded and cold temperament.

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, Tang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then immediately lowered his head. That's not someone she can imagine.

Li Jie looked at the wind reversal, his pupils shrank tightly, and he hurriedly looked away, and his steps forward paused slightly.

Everyone has something to fear, and he is no exception!

Wind reversal marks, the son of the Marquis of Zhenyuan, the young god of war, the purple Xuanwu!

He will never forget that five years ago, this young man was not a master of Zixuan, he led ten people alone, went to Dulong Village, and killed thousands of people overnight, bleeding all over the ground and wailing all over the field.

The young man in white stood on top of the pile of corpses, holding a spear in his hand, his white clothes were dyed red, his eyebrows were cold like a hell killing god.

The reason for this is only because Dulongzhai injured one of his brothers.

That night, the famous Dulong Village on the outskirts of Kyoto collapsed, and because of this, the small robber gangs around that were so pressed that they couldn't raise their heads gradually raised their heads, and their Tianhu Gang rose at that time.

Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Li Jie's steps unconsciously softened, and the scene from five years ago kept echoing in his mind.

"Why?" Feeling the wetness on his hands, Moxibustion Ge looked up at the familiar face and frowned slightly.

She wanted to distance herself from him, but she didn't want to owe more and more favors.

The originally tight face of the wind reversal softened slightly, and the light pink lips rose slightly, "Because, this son likes it." ”

He thought that what he loved most was swords and guns, and that he was endlessly challenging and fighting, but when he first met her, he was only interested in her little wild cat-like temperament, and he was only slightly interested.

With the later relationship, that trace of interest was infinitely accumulated, which made him involuntarily pay attention to her.

He thought it was all just because she was funny.

Until today's Hundred Flowers Banquet, listening to Lan Chumu reminding him that Zhan Yan Moxibustion Song had confessed to Rong Xihua, the crown prince of Xilong Kingdom, he actually felt a trace of sourness in his heart. Later, when he saw Zhan Yan's moxibustion ge's clothes soaked, he subconsciously blocked in front of her and didn't want Dongfang Han and the others to see her.

And just now, seeing that she was pointed at by ten thousand arrows, she couldn't think at all, and subconsciously rushed over.

He seemed to understand that maybe she wasn't just an interesting person to him.

The pain of torn muscles and bones in his back has been stimulating the nerves, and Feng Reverse Scar looked down at the incomprehensible gaze and slightly frowning eyebrows of the person in his arms, and his heart was inexplicably happy.

In the past, when I was with Zhan Yanxi, I could always feel her airtight resistance and rejection, and it seemed that she couldn't take a step forward.

Although Zhan Yan Moxibustion Song didn't give him a good look now, he could feel that she was no longer as defensive of him as before.

No matter how strong the body of the purple order is, after all, it is still a mortal fetus, just now he rushed up in a hurry and forgot to open his strength, so he was shot by the crossbow. If it were an ordinary person, with the strength of that crossbow, I am afraid that he would have already passed through his back, and he was only less than three inches, which was already considered lucky.

Seeing Moxibustion Song's expression, Feng Reverse suddenly felt that this deal was too worthwhile!

"Big brother!"

"Marks!" Di Ming and the others rushed up in a hurry, and were stunned when they saw the wound behind the wind reversal scar.

"Big brother! You...... You're hurt?! With his eyes wide open, Di Ming stared at the back of the wind in disbelief.

As we all know, the son of the Feng family has an amazing talent in martial arts since he was a child, and he has always been the only one who has injured others, and never let others hurt him.

Lan Chumu looked at the wind reversal marks, and then at the ink moxibustion song, and the hand in his sleeve tightened, pressing down the trace of beauty that had just risen in the morning. I didn't expect Ah Zhen to do so much for her!

Even Dongfang Han, who followed behind, was full of complexity.

"Three...... Three Highnesses. Blue...... Childe, Young Master Di Ming...... "Narrowly escaped with his life, the guard at the city gate who had just gotten up from the ground said tremblingly.

"Sister-in-law! My eldest brother ran out overnight for you, you can't afford him! Di Ming's big eyes glanced at Mo Moxibustion Song in a flash, and said seriously one by one.

Wind Reversal Trace's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at Mo Moxibustion Song expectantly.

Lan Chumu and Dongfang Han didn't know what their psychology was, and they also looked at her together.

The ink moxibustion song at the center of everyone's attention: "......"

"I don't love you." Moxibustion Song sank his face indifferently, gratitude and love are two different things.

The breath sank for a moment.

Feng Reverse Scar's eyes drooped in disappointment, Di Ming pursed his mouth aggrievedly, and just wanted to speak for Feng Reverse Scar, but was stopped by the other party's eyes.

Lan Chumu's heart was slightly relieved, and he instantly became angry with himself. Just now, he was a little lucky.

Dongfang Han's expression was unknown, and he stood behind everyone lightly and leisurely, making it impossible to see what was in his heart.

The pretty face of the person hiding in the dark pavilion of the city gate relaxed, and he grabbed the handkerchief unwillingly.

Suddenly, Feng Rebellion raised his head indifferently, with a clear smile on his handsome face, and one hand tightly grasped Mo Moxibustion's wrist, "It's okay." Someday, I'll make you fall in love with me! ”