Ye Lingyi seemed to have been hit by a huge force on the top of her head, her head was instantly dizzy, her steps involuntarily took a step back, frowned, shook her head and tried her best to keep herself awake, but her vision gradually blurred, and in a trance, she saw a group of black-clothed people armed with bows and arrows and various weapons centered on her like ants, gathering from all directions, and the killing machine suddenly rose.

As much as she tried to raise her hand to draw the knife, the body did not obey her at all, and was covered in lead.

Seeing that the runaway carriage was about to crash into the archway.

At the last moment, she was powerless, and she couldn't even stand still, and she was about to fall off the speeding carriage.

At that moment, an arrow burst through the wind and pierced her shoulder, forcing her to take another half step back.

Blood flowed down her shoulders like a gushing spring, staining the apricot gown on her body, but strangely she didn't feel any pain, as if it was someone else's body that had been pierced.

His knees began to weaken, and he slammed heavily on the car board, and large drops of blood immediately dripped down through the light clothes on his body, and smashed into the blood of the deceased, like a bewitching red lotus blooming on the river of blood.

A thick bloody breath filled her nasal cavity, and Ye Lingyi only felt that her internal organs were churning with it.

At the same time, something seemed to be breaking out of the cocoon in the depths of her mind, and her fragile nerves shook violently, and then all kinds of strange sounds and pictures kept intertwining and shuttling in her head, making her feel like she was in the scene of a quarrel and fight among thousands of people for a moment.

Ye Lingyi only felt as irritable as a hundred claws scratching her heart, and her head was about to get big: It's so noisy! Who is arguing, it's so annoying, I can't wait to kill them all.

Kill, this terrible term seemed to be the only thought left in her heart at the moment.

The thought was highly active, and it quickly ignited every bloodthirsty cell in his body like a magic spell.

Her heart was excited by the blood in her veins that began to flow faster, like a pot of boiling water, and as the blood flowed, she could clearly feel that the other person in this body was gradually waking up.

When the blood boiled to the peak, the mixed sound in the ears finally turned into a long and endless buzz, and the colors in front of me condensed little by little, gathering into countless pictures.

Scenes flashed in the form of marquees, including the picture of a heartbroken girl sitting in a rainstorm and crying, the picture of a silver car rushing out of control into the icy rapids, the scrawny girl's eyes slightly straightened because of her excitement and murder, and the appearance of her father sneakily destroying the brakes.

The pictures are interspersed and overlapped, and for a moment Ye Lingyi was even confused, unable to tell what role he was playing.

In the end, the ragged girl in the picture showed a fierce light, jumped up with all her might, fell down like a light butterfly, holding a smooth, sharp wooden stick in her hand, and suddenly pierced into the neck of the wild wolf with bared teeth and fierce appearance, only to hear the last wolf howl in the ice and snow, and suddenly blood splashed five steps, the girl stood in the violent snowstorm, the thin paper-like coat mixed with the color of dirt and blood was blown by the wind, and there were one or two neighing sounds of horses in the distance, The girl's eyes were as fierce as lightning and looked into the distance, as if she sensed the danger and ran away, but at this time, the snow storm howled, and the vast area in front of her could not tell what the road ahead was.

However, what scared her more than the bad weather was the uninvited guests brought by the horses behind her.

The little figure was as fast as the wind, only instinctively shuttling through the vast wind and snow, suddenly, unfortunately, the foot stepped on the air, and the small body could not control the fall of the cliff, smashed into a piece of snow, and never moved again.

Her body was gradually buried by the wind and snow, until an opportunity came, and her whole body was like being struck by lightning, and she trembled......

This is where the picture comes to an abrupt end.

Strangely, as the picture ended, the piercing beep disappeared.

Immediately, this body seemed to have regained its mobility, and Ye Lingyi's consciousness also regained its clarity.

Shockingly, these two behaviors seem to coexist but are not interconnected.

In other words, these two behaviors belong to two people separately, Ye Lingyi is the one who has regained consciousness, and it is ...... Ye Zhenzhen?

When Ye Zhenzhen's name crossed her heart, Ye Lingyi's heart seemed to have been punched hard, thumping and startling, and even breathing became difficult.

Then, just like when the hunting dog was forced to kill Helian Chu in Cangzhi Mountain, Ye Lingyi began to act as a third-party bystander in all scenes, watching this body get up, watching her pull out the feather arrow that pierced her shoulder without hesitation and jump out of the car, watching the carriage close at hand and approaching the archway, the horse turned sharply for fear of impact, watched the carriage that had not had time to turn sharply with the horse crash into the archway and split in an instant, watched her slowly walk towards the killer who was approaching her, and watched her draw her knife, She raised her arm and threw the feather arrow out of the head, hitting the killer closest to her in the head.

watched all the killers rush over like dense ants, and fell vulnerable to her knife one by one.

She wields the knife with great skill, like a professional butcher who has been slaughtered for a long time, her movements are neat, and her blows are deadly, and no matter how many killers in front of her are like fish cut on a cutting board.

Like a tireless machine, he raised his sword and stepped on the path paved with blood and corpses until the woman with the bow and arrow standing behind the crowd.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his arm and threw the blade in his hand into the air, and when the blade rose to its limit, it began to fall, and in the faint light of the street market, it fell straight towards the woman behind the crowd, piercing her right shoulder with great precision.

The sudden severe pain made the woman have to drop the bow and arrow in her hand and lay on the ground, screaming hoarsely, the muscles on her face twisted together, and she gasped sharply and tightly covered the bleeding wound with one hand, and then raised her blood-red eyes in pain to look at the proud-faced girl standing on the top of the corpse mountain, and her eyes were almost bulging out of her sockets.

"You owe me! This is the first cut! Ye Zhenzhen actually spoke.

This is the first time Ye Lingyi has heard Ye Zhenzhen's voice, the voice is ethereal and not like a human thing, not stained with sporadic fireworks, and there is no trace of popularity.

"Then comes the second knife that will kill you!" With his bare hands, he caught the arm that had been cut at her, snatched the long knife from the hand, and slashed neatly through the killer's artery.

The killer didn't even have a chance to scream, and immediately fell to the ground and died.

Ye Zhenzhen slowly stepped over his body, with an indifferent expression, raised her hand holding the knife and aimed at the woman who was still breathing on the opposite side.

The woman behind the crowd also realized that the situation was not in her favor, and although she was unwilling, she had to grit her teeth and shout: "Withdraw!" ”

With an order, the killer who was still surrounding Ye Zhenzhen and had jealous eyes turned around one after another as if he had been amnestied, hugged the injured woman, and fled in embarrassment.

"Humph!" Ye Zhenzhen snorted coldly with disdain, and threw away the long knife in her hand with interest, as if talking to herself, "You can't even treat me well, what qualifications do you have to share with me again?" ”

As a bystander, Ye Lingyi was shocked and thought to herself: Ye Zhenzhen said this to her?

Before I could think about it, the picture in front of me moved again.

I saw Ye Zhenzhen turn around and walk towards the horse that was tied to the archway due to the collision.

Raise your hand to untie the horse's sleeve, turn over the horse, turn the horse's head, and kick the horse's belly, and the horse will rush like an arrow from the string to the crowded street market, scattering countless beautiful couples along the way, crashing into small stalls, frightening the faltering old man, causing a burst of resentment and anger, but after all, it is gone, leaving the victim with big eyes and small eyes.

After half a pillar of incense, a group of embarrassed black-clothed people hurriedly pushed open the backyard door of Chengfu Villa.

A dozen or so people helped the injured woman into the door, and when they raised their eyes, they suddenly saw a familiar figure standing in the center of the courtyard, and he was facing a blonde man with blue eyes, who was writing something with a pen, and occasionally stopped to think.

The wounded woman withdrew her gaze and explained to her subordinates: "You all go down!" ”

After everyone retreated, he called softly: "General! ”

The woman's voice interrupted the thoughts of the man in the back.

Cheng Ji turned around, saw the woman and her injured shoulder, raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked, "What will be explained is done?" ”

The woman didn't answer for the time being, and looked at the blonde man opposite with some scruples, and frowned: "General, this monster is ......"

"Youkai?" Following her gaze to look at the blonde man sitting on the edge of the stone desk with a pen and writing, Cheng Ji realized that the "monster" in her mouth was referring to the Guran Inep.

Ineppi didn't smile, his brows twitched twice, and he said to Cheng Ji in a mouthful of Chinese: "General Cheng, I know that this monster means to curse!" Your men are rude! ”

Cheng Ji had no choice but to symbolically teach: "What monster, are you blind?" This is...... It's ......"

Because he couldn't reveal Inep's true identity, he couldn't think of a good word for a while, so he was speechless.

Suddenly remembered that the orchid dancers that have recently emerged in Tokyo City also look like this, so he said nonsense: "This is a dancing girl from the Western Regions!" ”

Inep was stunned, his blue eyes suddenly widened because of the word "dancing girl" in Cheng Jiao's mouth, and his expression seemed to say: There must be a lower limit to nonsense, you see me as a big man, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, where does I look like a dancing girl?

Cheng Ji secretly gave a thumbs up for her wit, completely ignoring the fact that the "stupid monster" next door was about to be blown up.

There is a person who listens to the wind and rain, his expression is serious, and he nodded suddenly: "It turned out to be a dancing girl, no wonder she looks like a fox, the wind and dust are so thick!" ”

Miscellaneous......

Inep's face was wonderful, as red and white as fireworks, and he only felt that his young heart had been devastated, and his heart was crazy.

However, what he didn't know was that the woman was a loyal guard raised by Cheng Ji, even if Cheng Ji pointed to a dog and said that it was a thousand-year-old beast, the woman would believe it.

Then, Inep obviously felt that the woman's eyes were a little more frivolous and playful when she looked at him, and bowed her head to Cheng Ji and said: "General, with all due respect to his subordinates, now that Helian Zhu's power is getting stronger and stronger, everyone in the government and the opposition is in danger, and it may not be good for the general to associate with the Hu people." ”

"That's it!" Cheng Ji waved her hand impatiently, "How to act will have its own measure, I don't need you to say much, but this is the task...... You're not going to miss again, are you? ”