Chapter Forty-Seven: Leaving a Living Mouth

Zhen Yue was as agile as a leopard, using both her front and rear legs and feet, and the short sword in her hand left no room for it, one by one the unmasked men fell in front of her, her eyes were like frost, she just wanted to kill with a knife, and she didn't want these assassins to die too painfully.

The whole inn crackled, and there was no one intact for a long time, and the scene was intense, and these assassins were like deadly beasts, one by one, with angry eyes, their hands were raised and fell, and they were even more decisive than the killers.

Zhen Yue narrowed her eyes, judging from the skills and organization of these people, they were in order, except that their emotions were a little too violent, but they were a little like well-trained generals, and they obviously obeyed the man who took the lead.

However, the light was too dim, and assassins poured out from time to time around, and Zhen Yue couldn't step forward to see clearly, just watching the man and Teng Jian both fighting, they only tended to be a little weak, but with their monstrous anger, they were not afraid of death, and Teng Jian kept retreating.

Zhen Yue didn't understand why these people were all angry, as if they had come to take revenge, Qilin Fang had always been secretive, and it was really hard to figure out if they were ambushed.

These assassins also didn't expect that the ten soft scatters did not work, and everyone roared wildly, and they actually rushed upstairs with their flesh and blood, staring at Bei Moling's room, as if they would die without rushing there.

Zhen Yue saw the momentum, when Dangdang blocked the staircase, Teng Jian and the Eight Shadow Guards formed an encirclement layer by layer, the dragon leaped and the tiger leaped, and the attack was ruthless, killing the assassins who rushed up one after another, the blood had already stained the hall, and the sound of swords and angry roars had already covered the rainstorm and thunder.

Of the thirty people who came to assassinate, there were now only ten left, and in an instant, these people used their flesh and blood to hold the Eight Shadow Guards and Teng Jian tightly, and even though the bloodthirsty blade had pierced into their chests long before they got close, they still didn't give up, like roaring lions, wrapping around the Shadow Guards like vines with all their might.

Such a desperate fight and the anger of the wind and waves made the indifferent killers of Qilin Fang shock for a moment, but they also reacted in the shortest possible time, and their hands kept hitting the back of the assassin, but they couldn't shake the arms wrapped around their waists for half a minute.

The man in the lead leaped upstairs like a bolt of lightning from the gap that his companions had exchanged for their lives.

"Zhen Yue!" Teng Jian was shocked, but he couldn't get out of his hands with all his strength.

Zhen Yue suddenly came back to her senses in this roar, and quickly found her reason from the shock.

With a bang, a sword-like lightning streaked across the night sky, and a dazzling blue light suddenly shot in, illuminating the entire dim inn between the electric lights.

Zhen Yue's whole body trembled suddenly, and she saw clearly the leading man who was leaping forward, the upright face overlapped with the sad memory, although there was only a hurried side, but at the moment of the murder, it was as clear as yesterday, and the guilt hidden in the tip of her heart was like a volcanic eruption.

With a snap, Zhen Yue was stunned, and was kicked away by the man and hit the corner of the corridor, she snorted and watched the man rush into the owner's room.

"What are you doing!" Teng Jian roared violently, his green tendons were exposed, his arms shook the man in black hard, and when he got out, he twisted off the other party's head, and all the blood spurted on his blue and black cheeks.

Zhen Yue suddenly rose to the ground and rushed into the room immediately.

As soon as he stepped in, he only heard the fierce and ferocious snapping sound of the long whip, and then the leading man was thrown to the window lattice by the force of the long whip, broke out of the window, and with a loud bang, he fell heavily on the ground on the first floor.

He threw an eight-foot man out with just one whip!

The wind swept in through the broken window, like a knife on the desk, and the lightning roared, illuminating the cold room, and a pair of bloodthirsty ice eyes were rendered even colder by the electric light.

Zhen Yue looked at the owner sitting on the couch, those eyes made her tremble in vain, her back was cold, and she quickly jumped out of the window.

The man in the lead had already been convulsed by the whiplash, and the torrential rain tore at his bloody chest like a sharp sword, a loyal face twisted together, and an unyielding determination between his eyebrows.

This person is Lu Shang's subordinate, Zhen Yue once met in the corridor of the Duwei Mansion, only in a hurry, vaguely remembered the man's worried look about Lu Shang, Lu Shang's family was wiped out, the Lu family army was absorbed by Zhao Hai as soon as possible, and it is rumored that the Lu family army was scattered in various military camps, and they had long lost their previous military positions, and all of them lived a low military life with the title of criminal minister, and their self-esteem and a fiery heart had already been trampled on.

No wonder these people are brave and fearless, in the face of life and death, in the face of hatred, they can move forward, that is the battle-hardened brave loyalty, just for the faith in their hearts!

Zhen Yue didn't understand how Lu Jiajun could lurk in the Longyue Inn unknowingly, they had violated the Qilin Fang, and the consequence was only a dead end, there was no doubt about it.

The sky roared, the rain was like an arrow, Zhen Yue was blinded by the rain, her whole body was soaked, she pressed her short sword against the man's neck, and her hands couldn't help but tremble.

"Sure enough, it's you!" The man struggled to open his eyes, and his red eyes were full of murderous aura.

Zhen Yue knew that he recognized it.

"You're stupid!" Stupidly came to assassinate the owner of Qilin Fang, and Zhen Yue's suppressed grief was accompanied by this storm.

She looked up and saw Teng Jian standing at the window lattice with a crossbow in his hand, and she knew that there were still a pair of sharp eyes looking here.

Teng Jian's archery skills are very good, even if the wind blocks it, it still does not reduce the speed of his arrow, and this arrow will definitely kill this man.

The man spurted blood and said indignantly: "I will not let you go to hell!" The Lu family army will definitely avenge the general......"

Before the words were finished, he saw Zhen Yue's expression stabbing with determination, and then there was a tearing pain in his chest.

The sharp dagger pierced into the man's chest without pause, and the torrential rain washed away the thicker and thicker blood, flowing down the low-lying to the young grass that had been pulled out of the soil.

Seeing this, Teng Jian silently put down the crossbow.

Zhen Yue saw that the manhood was like a gossamer, like a dead corpse in the storm, she pulled out her short sword, saw the blood gushing out endlessly, frowned, and got up and left without a trace of hesitation.

It was getting brighter, but the rain didn't stop.

The inn smelled of blood, a room full of corpses, blood droplets were flying, and the Eight Shadow Guards were also injured, but their eyebrows and eyes were not wrinkled, and no one cleaned their wounds.

Zhen Yue stepped into the corridor and faced a cool breeze, only to see Teng Jian waving his arm and about to fall, but was urgently grabbed by a pair of slender hands.

"Owner." Teng Jian hurriedly stopped.

Zhen Yue was stunned, she knew Teng Jian's anger very well, if it wasn't for her dereliction of duty, how could she let the assassin take the opportunity to break in, even if she knew that she was derelict in her duties, her dark eyes were still fearless, and she was ready to be punished.

"Zhen Yueyu destroyed the coffin, putting the owner in danger, and it should be handed over to Shanglu Pavilion." Teng Jian's voice suppressed his anger, although he always had a straight face and acted casually, most of the time he was also a calf protector, as long as he didn't touch the personal safety of the owner, he turned a blind eye, but once he touched his bottom line, he also had the nature of turning his face and not recognizing people.