The room was very dilapidated, the window paper on the window was gray, and only a figure could be seen flickering from time to time, reflected on the window paper, but the room was still so dark that I could barely reach my fingers.

Feifei sat in the dark center and jumped more and more urgently, the sound of fighting outside the house seemed to be a drums of hell, and her heart was almost jumping out of her chest with the sound of the dense exchange of weapons.

A suppressed scream suddenly sounded, and she jumped nervously, staring at the gray-blue window paper tightly, as if in the next second, someone would carry a sharp blade and break through the window, and she didn't notice that her hand holding the dagger was trembling slightly.

Maybe it was because he was extremely nervous, but there was a moment of chaos in his brain, and Du Ziqi's face with ridicule unexpectedly broke into his mind: "Idiot, if you can't beat it, won't you run?" ”

"Are you so smart yourself?" She muttered and stood up, her eyes wide open to carefully scan her surroundings: "What kind of guy who stupidly went to send himself to death has the right to say that others are stupid?" ”

After finishing speaking, Chu Feifei realized that she was actually talking to the air to herself

"Calm, calm," she rubbed her cheek vigorously, thinking that she must be overly nervous and a little delirious.

It was pitch black, and the interior was unrecognizable.

Run? How to run? To put it lightly, there is a killer outside the door, and there will be no back door here Chu Feifei couldn't help but complain in his heart, but his body spontaneously and automatically obeyed the man's words and groped towards the wall behind him.

I hadn't walked a few steps, but I suddenly tripped over something, and I almost fell down with a bang.

Something swept over her head with a faint sound of wind. She turned back in horror: "Who? ”

The room was silent, save for the sound of her own rapid breathing.

She clenched the dagger in her hand. He waved twice in the darkness without any purpose, and said cruel words: "It doesn't matter what kind of demon you are." Don't even come here, the knife in my hand is not vegetarian! ”

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of tiles on the roof, and Chu Feifei was taken aback, and then realized that someone should have jumped on the roof. The dust fluttered down with the movement of the roof, choking her and coughing, and she began to worry that the roof would not be able to withstand the toss of these masters, and it collapsed.

Before the thought fell. I could only hear a loud clatter on the roof, and a big hole suddenly appeared, and the broken tiles fell like rain along with the broken wood, Chu Feifei hurriedly jumped to the side, clenched the dagger, and stared nervously at the big hole.

However, she waited for a moment, and there was no movement on the roof, and the person who made the big hole seemed to have shifted the battlefield.

The dilapidated cave reflects the cold night sky. The moonlight shone into the room through the hole, and Chu Feifei finally realized that there seemed to be something standing beside him.

She slowly turned her face to face a face covered in blood, black and red and black. He was about slightly taller than her, and he was holding his hands up as she looked over. It fell on her shoulder.

"Who are you?" The man made a hoarse voice.

Chu Feifei covered the scream that rushed out of her mouth, and she remembered. Isn't this the boy she treats during the day? It turned out that she panicked and fled into his room.

But what's the matter with his bloody face now? And where was he just now? Why not make a sound?

Then. The boy asked again in a hoarse voice, "What's going on outside?" Why is the roof broken? Are those voices someone fighting? ”

Chu Feifei looked at the young man with suspicion, holding a dagger in his hand, between the two, and said perfunctorily: "It's okay, it's just some thieves." ”

The young man lowered his eyes and glanced at the dagger in Chu Feifei's hand: "You have a knife, why don't you go to help?" ”

I Chu Fei opened her mouth, and she found that although she didn't care much about her official reputation, in front of a teenager, she still wanted to maintain her image: "My subordinates can do it, and they don't need my help." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a loud bang, and the door was slammed open, and a figure fell heavily into the room.

Looking at it through the moonlight, it turned out to be a scarlet waiter in ink, who seemed to be injured a lot, and spit out a mouthful of blood after landing on the ground.

The young man glanced at Chu Feifei, and Chu Feifei's throat was dry.

At that moment, there was a few swishing sounds outside the door, and a row of feathered arrows shot in. The ink-clothed waiter forcibly swung his knife and knocked out a few, but he was also unable to do so because of the injury and was shot in the shoulder by an arrow.

Chu Feifei hurriedly rushed forward, pushed the door that had been knocked open half of it, and tried his best to resist it with his shoulder, and the ink-clothed waiter also held on to the last of his strength when he saw this, and closed the other door, so he could no longer support it and slid down the door and fell to the ground.

"How are you? Does it matter? Chu Feifei asked anxiously while getting on the door pin.

Feather arrows slammed into the door panel, and the already sturdy door shook as a result, and even more feathered arrows shot in through the broken windows.

"Master, you have to find a way to get out of here." The ink-clothed waiter leaned against the door panel and said weakly: "There are many of them, we are not opponents." ”

"How many are there?" Chu Feifei's heart sank, and he stretched out his hand to inspect the injury of the ink-clothed waiter.

The ink-clothed waiter shook his head: "Master, I won't do it, Commander Wu doesn't know where he was led by the thieves, and your cousin Shao Fei was also led away, and now there are all crossbowmen outside, as long as the master shows his head, he will be killed." ”

"Where's Ah Fang?" Chu Fei asked anxiously.

"I don't know maybe I fainted, my subordinates, no, I didn't see her." The ink-clothed waiter gasped: "Master, this is a trap, we have fallen for it, our subordinates are useless, now, you can only rely on yourself"

Chu Feifei listened to the uninterrupted sound of arrows outside, his heart became heavier and heavier, but he smiled reluctantly: "Who said you are useless, master, aren't I okay now?" ”

Although the ink-clothed waiter was seriously injured, when he heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile, he closed his eyes and gasped fiercely twice before he spoke: "Master, the situation outside is not optimistic, and the subordinates suspect that there are more than one group of them."

The most serious injuries of the ink-clothed waiter were internal injuries, so he had to stop and catch his breath as soon as he said a few words.

Chu Feifei continued: "Is it the Northern Desert and the Eastern Wu Divine Sect?" ”

The ink-clothed waiter showed an appreciative expression and nodded slightly: "Yes, those two attacking masters, one of them has a weird and evil martial arts, not the Central Plains Martial Arts, it is likely to come from the Dongwu Divine Sect, and the other"

A few steps away, the black-and-red young man was listening attentively to the words of the ink-clothed waiter, perhaps because his gaze was too focused, the ink-clothed waiter glanced at him and hesitated slightly: "How could he be here." ”

(To be continued.) )

PS: The author is stuck in this chapter, stuck for several days, and every day he opens the document, he is suffering from this chapter. Not stuck in the plot, but stuck in the description. The author is now in a period of deep self-denial, and no matter how you look at it, you feel like you are writing something. The chapter that is being issued now is not the 10th edition, but it is also the 9th edition, but it is still the same S.

The day before yesterday was 520.,When the author remembered the previous book.,On the day of 520, a plot was designed to sell cute.,But this year I don't have this mood at all.。 But the author saw that you voted for the recommendation that day, hehe, I won't tell you, the author will go to the backstage every day to see those familiar names. I guess I'll never forget it in my life.

It's been almost 1 year since this book, but in fact, according to the original idea, the plot is only half gone

Ah~~~ I'm going to die of sorrow myself.