The excitement of the Qixi Festival is far more excessive than Zhang Xianxian imagined. Since she was 5 years old, she has never been in such a lively occasion, and she can't help but be attracted by the various lanterns and the artists who play all kinds of tricks.

Helplessly, he had to take care of Jing Se's stomach and her movements, so he had to take a few quick glances at those things he was very interested in, for fear that something would happen to Jing Se.

At this time, she was also in high spirits, and ran to a stall to squeeze over. Zhang Xianxian followed nervously, but at this moment, a vendor carrying a line full of lanterns just stood in front of her.

She laboriously pulled out the lamp that blocked her vision, and looked at Jing Se's unconscious back, and her heart was even more nervous.

The peddler kept saying goodbye, but there were too many pedestrians, and it was very difficult to walk. The back and forth was still in front of Zhang Xianxian, and Zhang Xianxian couldn't take care of it, so he turned around and wanted to bypass his position first.

When he turned around, he saw a bright long sword stabbing at him. The man's body was extremely light, and it didn't alarm many people, and the person who was occasionally stepped on by him just raised his eyes suspiciously to look at the starry sky, and then thought that he was hallucinating.

Zhang Xianxian knew that the sword was so real. Moreover, it is clear that the goal of the owner of that sword is ...... It's her.

This realization made her heart agitated, and she wanted to run away when she raised her feet, but it was so crowded behind her that it was impossible for her to run out. And before, she obviously saw Jing Se watching the lanterns in a stall next to her, but there was no trace, and she was even more shocked!

It was only a moment, and her escape was clearly unsuccessful. Because the people around her finally saw the man with the sword, and immediately began to flee in all directions.

The street was already crowded with stalls on both sides, and the chaos became more and more crowded.

The screams of exclamation and the cries for help mingled with each other, and she knew that she too had to hide in the chaos and not stay here. Struggled to push through the crowd, but didn't have time to squeeze in.

She only sank a cold intent that slowly approached her neck, and she knew that the coldness was the bloodthirsty cold peculiar to weapons with killing intent.

I thought that there was nowhere to escape, but I only heard the sound of a few bells and weapons colliding, and the feeling of oppression from behind instantly dissipated, replaced by a fierce trembling sound.

Turning his head slightly, he looked tentatively, only to see that the two black shadows were even more inseparable.

Who was going to kill her? And who wants to save her? There was no time to think about such a question at this time, and she had to get out of here at this time. He took two steps forward in a panic, but had to stop.

Because, less than a meter away from her neck, another long sword was pointed directly at her face.

Instinctively, he took two steps back, and the sound of fighting behind him still did not dissipate. She raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her who was slowly closing in from the darkness, his face was as cold as steel, and there was a murderous intent in his cold eyes.

The streets, which were still lively just now, have long been dispersed by this time. Zhang Xianxian raised his eyes to look at the crowd that was still struggling to flee not far away, and suddenly closed his eyes quietly.

The cold sword-wielder raised his eyebrows suspiciously when he saw her closing her eyes, but the next moment he stabbed at her with ten percent of his strength.

And when the sword was about to approach her neck, she opened her eyes in an instant, turned sideways in the direction of the tip of the sword, and then overturned the lantern display that the owner of the lamp seller had not had time to clean up when she fled.

A lot of lanterns were piled up in an instant, and they were lit by the candles in the lamps, which were so dazzling that people couldn't look at them directly.

Zhang Xianxian took advantage of this moment to roll on the spot, got under the stall on the other side, and then ran lifelessly.

The man with the sword had already relaxed his vigilance when he saw her eyes closed, and he didn't expect her to make such a move. When he broke through the fire and chased past, he couldn't find the figure of the woman just now, and he couldn't help but show a trace of chagrin.

But he also knew that Lu Dao chose her as a weak woman, and she must not be far away from here, so he began to search carefully.

Zhang Xianxian was running for his life, but suddenly found a pot-bellied figure standing in the dark and looking at it in a panic. Her heart tightened, in order not to affect Jing Se, she could only pretend not to see it.

But Jing Se obviously didn't know what happened to her, and he seemed to be very surprised when he saw her figure: "Xian Xian, it turns out that you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time." ”

The man in black, who had no clue, heard this voice, paused, and turned to rush in one direction.

"Princess, hide." Zhang Xianxian couldn't help but say nervously, but she was still a step late. Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the man in black was in front of her.

This time, she began to be really scared, retreating step by step, while he approached step by step.

Maybe this time she really has no way out! There was nervous sweat sliding down her forehead, and there was a touch of death.

"Why kill me?" She asked, while giving a hint to Jing Se, who was still stunned, that you should go quickly, but because the person in front of her did not dare to make it too obvious.

And Jing Se didn't know if it was because he was scared or because he didn't see it, so he just stood where he was, and he didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

Zhang Xianxian was even more anxious in her heart, she knew that Lu Dao would not ask anything from this person's mouth, but she was delaying time so much just to let Jing Se find a chance to escape.

If she is here, she is dead, how can she be at ease?

"You don't have to know the way!" The cold voice was chilling to hear. With his voice, the sword stabbed towards Zhang Xianxian.

The pain that struck her instantly made her mind blank, but the moment she fell, she watched an unknown object hit the center of the black-clothed man's eyebrows.

A stream of blood spilled from the center of his eyebrows, but in a matter of moments, half of his face was crimson. His eyes widened, obviously not expecting such a catastrophe. His body suddenly fell backwards, and before he took his last breath, he finally saw the person who killed him.

A bewitching scarlet robe, a face that gritted its teeth with hatred.

At this time, the man in the scarlet robe was taking the already weak breath into his arms and hurriedly walked forward.

Jing Se came back to his senses at this time, looked at the black-clothed man on the ground who was already breathing, his scalp was numb for a while, and he raised his feet and followed Hua Wurui's back.

"She's fine, is she?" I don't know if it's intentional or not, but she can't help but ask. A little nervously picking at his palms, looking at Hua Wurui's cold face, there was a moment of weakness.

Hua Wurui just swept her face coldly, looking at her panicked expression, and there was an inexplicable disgust in her heart.