I don't know if I was afraid of death or moved, Yuehua felt that her eyes were moist,

For the first time, she felt his mood swings for her, but why in this situation?

The leader stopped what he was doing because of the arrival of the breeze, as if he had seen an old friend:

"You're finally here! I'm afraid this ugly girl won't let you come! ”

Yuehua's heart palpitated, yes! Why didn't this assassin rush to run for his life, but scratched her face with amusement?

Waiting for help to arrive? This doesn't make sense.

On the other end, a hearty male voice came: "You can't escape, hurry up and arrest it!" Let go of the hostages! ”

Feng Jinxuan arrived with another pair of centaurs. Seeing that Yuehua's face was covered with blood, he was stunned for a moment, and then his whole face darkened.

Many years later, Feng Qingyun and Feng Jinxuan couldn't forget this night, when they found someone to rush to save Yuehua,

Seeing Yuehua's face covered in blood, she was lonely and held hostage by a group of all-black assassins.

No matter how much the two brothers hated Yuehua, their hearts were full of guilt at the moment.

The leader whispered: "A prince, a prince, I am worth it tonight." ”

His voice was desperate and sad, and Yuehua was terrified when she heard it, and she desperately leaned towards the leader.

Yuehua got close to them, and saw that the leader secretly took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve,

Thinking of his self-talk just now, since she was injured and Feng Qingyun and Feng Jinxuan arrived, only one assassin held her hostage,

And with much less force, she suddenly broke free and knocked the leader to the side and shouted, "Run!" There is an ambush! ”

The same situation, the same collision, Yuehua didn't know that tonight her two collisions changed the fate of the entire Daxin Kingdom.

The moment the leader was hit, he opened the bottle, Yuehua saw it clearly, reacted quickly, took a deep breath, and quickly stood firm,

Run in the opposite direction of the boss.

A thin trace of purple smoke rose from the porcelain bottle, and the smoke could spread quickly after it rose.

All of a sudden, a large area of purple mist was formed, enveloping them

Although Feng Qingyun doesn't love Yuehua, she firmly believes in her feelings for herself, and she said that there must be a reason for letting them withdraw quickly.

So as soon as Yuehua's voice fell, he had already jumped a few feet away with light power, and then turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

After running for a while, Feng Qingyun turned to look, and a layer of purple fog was shrouded behind him.

None of the dozens of elite soldiers he brought just now caught up with him, does that mean that something happened to them?

Feng Qingyun's expression became solemn, he found a small slope in the distance, stood on the top of the slope and looked at the place where the incident occurred, but there was really no one who came out!

He pondered what had just happened, why didn't the Assassin hurry up and escape? Where does this purple mist come from? What about others?

From the current point of view, this purple mist should be poisonous, and it spreads quickly, just now he believed Yuehua, and reacted immediately,

only picked up a life, but those elite soldiers didn't know Yuehua, and they didn't have a tacit understanding, so they didn't react at the first time.

I guess I'm dead. The assassin was so ruthless that he actually adopted this method of killing a thousand enemies and inflicting eight hundred losses on himself.

Yuehua has no martial arts, and she was close just now, should she be ......? Thinking of this, Feng Qingyun suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart.

What's wrong with him? Haven't you always hated Yuehua pestering herself? Now that she's dead, he's free,

He should be ecstatic if he also has the opportunity to be with Yueying in the future, but why is he in so much pain that he can't breathe now,

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