Everyone was taken aback, and the five officials stared at each other, and no one could figure out how such a powerful arrow could appear out of thin air, and the dark blue broken light roared, and the momentum fell like a falling feather.

The momentum was very strong, and the standing officials were swept away, and the broken ice splashed everywhere, shooting straight at the officials.

The officials were so frightened that their buttocks were urinating, and they hurriedly moved and fled in all directions.

Feng Jiutian froze, looking in the direction where the arrow came from, in the middle of the branches, a girl in a moonlight shirt straddled, her hair dancing all over the sky, wearing silver boots, tall and graceful, exuding cold air all over her body.

The pear blossoms fell, and the girl was alone in the pear blossom rain, letting the wind blow her cold jade face.

The coldness of the eyes is like a lonely moon in the west, hovering beside the pavilions and barren grass in the water.

The slender ten fingers held a tightened bowstring, plucking it intentionally or unintentionally, the pale pink lip flap hooked a trace of cold arc, and the crescent jade on the forehead emitted an indifferent glass-like light.

The woman's skin is like snow, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her cold crescent-colored eyes are dyed with a trace of bloodthirsty throbbing, and one hand gathers a cold and icy aura that seems to be nothing, manipulating, and her ten fingers are constantly changing postures like orchids.

"Ah, ah, ah" Different screams came one after another, and all the officials who fled in a hurry were stabbed in the chest by the broken ice, and the cold ice blocked the wounds, and they did not flow out.

As the girl's fingers fluttered up, the expressions on the faces of the officials became more and more hideous and painful, and their hands were on the ground, panting for breath, but there was no gasp.

The sharp sword pierced into the chest of the officials one by one, and the faces of the officials became whiter and paler, and finally they swallowed their eyes and died on the ground.

"Lady, lady, are you okay?" The man got up from the ground and hurriedly ran to the woman's side, grabbed the frightened crying woman, and buried her in his arms.

"Lady, lady, don't be afraid, the husband is here, the husband is here to save you, don't be afraid." The man covered the woman's head and caressed it.

The woman couldn't cry, but shouted vigorously, "Lady, lady." ”

All the farce, with the panic and turbulent situation, Feng Jiutian and the others threw away their things and turned over into the wall.

"Something's wrong, there's an accident, quick, there's an assassin." From time to time, people poured out of the house, lined up in a ball, densely surrounded the husband and wife who fell to the ground, and cold arrows were pointed at them, leaving only the bowstring to be pressed.

A handsome man stood in the middle, looking at them with deep dark eyes, and a cold voice came out, "They are assassins?" "Obviously not convinced.

"Yes, yes, the subordinates saw with their own eyes the people they killed." A little guy fell to his knees and prayed.

The woman was so frightened that she threw herself into the man's arms, blindfolded, and the man knelt on the ground and said bitterly, "It's not the grass people, it's not the grass people, the prince believes in the grass people, the grass people are just here to deliver tea, and the grass people are powerless, how can they kill them?" ”

"Well, are you lying?" The sharp tiger eyes turned his head and looked sharply at the little guy who was kneeling on the ground.

The little servant begged for mercy again and again, "The slaves did see that it was them, it was indeed them, you believe in the slaves, maybe they colluded with outsiders to take advantage of the chaos to break into the mansion." ”

The black eyes narrowed slightly, burst out with murderous aura, and gestured, "Release the arrow." ”

It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to spare one.

The man hurriedly protected the woman in his arms, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, your husband will protect you, don't be afraid." In fact, he didn't dare to look up and hugged her tightly.

The sharp arrow rain fell, but it encountered a cold and fierce momentum that flew sideways, dissolving the fierce sword rain, and then the air froze, and the air suddenly froze, shooting along the arrow feathers.

"Ahh The fiery arrow pierced through the armor and shot into everyone's chest with precision.

Row after row of soldiers fell, and a hundred armies were gone.

"Wow, lord, danger, go quickly." In the midst of the chaos, a long shout was heard high overhead.

Xuanyuan Aotian ran into the wall, and he didn't know where to go.

The rotting corpses became a sea, the ice was chaotic, the sky suddenly drifted with a light snow, and the pear blossoms swirled in the air, with the arrival of the girl.

The girl stepped into the air, dressed in white, ethereal and beautiful.

Looking at the two people kneeling on the ground, his lips moved slightly, and a cold voice like a pearl came out, "You can be safe, get up." ”

The two people on the ground who hugged each other opened their eyes in amazement, looked at the fallen person on the ground, and before they had time to do anything, they turned their heads and saw a woman like an immortal.

"You...... Are you a fairy? How beautiful, isn't it? ”

"Thank you, fairy for your lifesaver."

The two of them hugged each other and knelt on the ground, kowtowing incessantly.

The girl in white hooked her lips and smiled, a hint of loneliness flashed in her eyes, "Remember, I'm not a fairy, I'm a fallen rakshasa, haha." On tiptoe, the snow fell all over them, and before the two of them could raise their heads, they had disappeared into the air.

Feng Jiutian and the others had already broken into the prince's inner mansion, hiding in the shadows, observing the situation in the mansion.

Feng Jiutian was just about to turn the corner, but he saw a red figure slowly coming in the distance, and hurriedly hid it, stealing people from the gap.

The mask made of white jade, a pair of sultry phoenix eyes are red and bloodthirsty, and the exposed lips are bright and dripping. A red shirt swept through the air.

Stepping in, those deep phoenix eyes rippled a trace of arc when they peeked into the corner.

The lip flap is slightly hooked.

This expression was watched by Feng Jiutian, and she was inexplicably a little scared.

"Nine days, what's wrong with you?" Xuanyuan asked puzzled.

"Someone is here, it's Yan Liyue."

"Great power teacher? How could he have come here? Isn't he human? When did Elven Island allow outsiders to come? Leng asked strangely.

"He also has another identity, he is the ghost venerable of the underworld." Raising his eyebrows, "Don't go out yet, I guess he found us, and besides, I'm dressed like this, she probably won't recognize me." ”

As soon as the words fell, the red shadow came to them.

Xuanyuan Suitian and Leng Xuan were suffocated for a while, and before they could fight him, a pair of slender hands pressed against Feng Jiutian's chest. "Who are you?" There was murder in his tone.

Feng Jiutian's face immediately turned red, and his apricot eyes were dyed with anger, "Yan Liyue, you bastard, you dare to take advantage of me." ”

The voice was sweet and moving, a little anxious, but so familiar.

A trace of doubt flashed on Yan Liyue's face, and then he was shocked, when he saw that those eyes did not belong to the beautiful and moving eyes in his impression.

Immediately, his eyes turned cold again, "You say, who are you?" ”