The sound of knives roared and suddenly rose.

Su Yitong only felt a chill in her back, and turned her head suddenly, but saw the knife flashing in front of her, coming towards her, and she subconsciously reached out to block it.

"Su Yitong."

Feng Feiyi's heart was nervously raised in his throat, his ink-colored pupils suddenly constricted, and he shook back with a sudden palm, and Mo Qingchen flew in the direction of Su Yitong.

But with such a good opportunity, how could Mo Qingchen let him get his wish. He pursed his lips and waved his hand at the group of strong men in black who were watching the battle, and the strong men in black immediately rushed forward in understanding, blocking Feng Feiyi's way.

The wind rises in the long forest, and the mountains and rivers shake.

As if there was an earthquake, everyone suddenly felt that their bodies were shaking.

Feng Feiyi's cold eyes swept over the group of strong men in black who stopped in front of him, and the green tendons on his forehead couldn't help but burst out, and he shouted angrily: "Get out of the way." ”

The sound of knives roared.

As soon as Su Yitong covered her eyes with her hands, she immediately realized that something was wrong, her face changed, and she only had time to avoid the blade that slashed at her head, however, the knife with a murderous aura still slashed at her left shoulder.

"Ah......h Hurriedly pulled out the big knife embedded in the shoulder bone, and when the strong man in black was proud, he kicked him in the crotch and retreated again and again.

Suddenly, blood flowed, staining all her white clothes red.

However, before she could have a chance to breathe, another knife broke through the air behind her.

The posture of the strong men in black with knives is unruly, as if they are just here to kill, and the knife falls, not seeing the depth, only killing intent.

Su Yitong bit her lower lip desperately, forcing herself to put her gradually blurred consciousness in danger.

More and more people gathered around.

Su Yitong closed his eyes in despair, completely losing confidence in being able to leave here alive.

The Regent's palace guards were all wiped out, and now only she and Feng Feiyi were left. If the wind flying wings were beside her, he might be able to protect her for a thing or two, but he would obviously be entangled by people and couldn't be separated. Therefore, the only thing she can do at the moment is to delay as much time as possible, and live one second longer.

"Uncle, fight with them." The wound was still bleeding out, Su Yitong gritted his teeth with hatred, hurriedly reached out to cover the wound, burst into a loud cry, and rushed into the sword light and sword shadow desperately.

The strong men in black got Mo Qingchen's order, and they didn't dare to slack off easily, seeing that Su Yitong was about to escape, the people around him who only watched and didn't do anything began to participate in this fight.

Su Yitong ran wildly all the way, his body was as flexible as a rabbit, shuttling through the crowd wantonly, although he was injured, but every dodge was just enough to avoid the enemy's attack.

But no matter how lucky she is, there will be a moment when her physical strength will be exhausted. Gradually, Su Yitong felt that his strength was inadequate, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and it was dissipating at a visible speed.

Xu was due to excessive blood loss, and her small face, which was already as pale as paper, would have been almost transparent.

"Are you going to die?" Su Yitong shook his head vigorously, and the teeth that bit his lower lip added a little more strength.

Suddenly, a fishy sweet smell poured into her throat, and her misty eyes gradually cleared.

Only then did she realize that the wound on her shoulder was still bleeding. The strong men in black chased after her, and when they saw her stop, they all raised their big knives one by one, trying to kill her with one stab.

Su Yitong grinned weakly and muttered, "In order to kill me, you really spared no effort." ”

After speaking, she couldn't help but look back at Feng Feiyi, who was surrounded by strong men in black but frequently looked at her, smiled at him, and then looked at the group of strong men in black who were almost in front of her, closed her eyes in despair, and resigned herself to her fate: "It's just a cheap life, just take it." ”

Eighteen years later, she is a good man again.

Isn't it death? Maybe she woke up and went back to the original world?

Thinking like this, Su Yitong's mood suddenly improved. As if she had seen her friends in the world waving to her and welcoming her home, the corners of her lips suddenly raised into a bright smile.

At that moment, the woman's delicate and small little face no longer had the heroic spirit that was deliberately concealed between her eyebrows when she was young and frivolous, and some of them were just the unique shyness and charm of the youngest daughter's family.

Is this man male or female? The same question undoubtedly did not pop up in the minds of those present, and they seemed to have a strong interest in this man who seemed to be a man and not a woman.

The strong men in black stay in the barracks all the year round, and they are surrounded by a group of rough men who are five big and three rough, not to mention their actions and words, they have never even seen a serious woman, and where have they ever seen a person like Su Yitong whose skin is so tender that he can pinch out the water, and he looks like a man and not a woman. At that time, the strong men in black were all fascinated by the splendor of the young man in front of them, and they were so shocked that they were all stunned on the spot, forgetting to react.

At this end, it is as quiet as stagnant water.

On the other side, it was a shout of killing, blood splashed, and corpses piled up.

The wind flew wings in blood, and there was no blood on the ink-colored robe, but it was the place where the hem of the clothes dragged through, and it was bloody and dazzling.

The ink eyes were stained with blood, as if a god was coming to the world, and where the wind flew wings, corpses were everywhere.

Unconsciously, the more than 400 strong men in black were left under the almost crazy and cruel killing of Feng Feiyi.

As for the remaining strong men in black, most of them were shocked by the aura emanating from Feng Feiyi's body, and they didn't dare to approach out of fear, so they escaped by luck. But I'm afraid, but the military order is like a mountain, and Rao is strong men in black can't wait to leave here immediately, leaving the bloodthirsty demon king of Feng Feiyi. But their master still stood motionless, witnessing their life and death.

"Whoever stands in the way of this king, die!" Feng Feiyi opened his scarlet eyes, looking at everyone like a dead man, and every time he took a step forward, someone would be slapped away by him.

Under the scorching sun, all his black hair was stained red with blood, dry and sticky. Wushuang's handsome face is full of blood and water, and he is quite embarrassed. But even if he is so embarrassed, he will never dare to be underestimated.

It was not until this moment that the strong men in black who had gone through this battle finally understood why they had left the country to talk about the regent's change of color, and they saw it like a ghost, and they hated to live forever.

In the past, they thought that the world was exaggerating and deliberately inflating his value. But now, in their eyes, Feng Feiyi is not only terrifying, but also not human.

The means of killing, the excitement of bloodthirstiness, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, I am afraid that they would not believe it until they died, there are really people in this world who like to kill, and moreover, the more they kill, the more addictive they become.

After hesitating, Feng Feiyi had forced everyone back to the place where Su Yitong was.

"...... Uproar"

A group of strong men in black who were confused by Su Yitong's beauty suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing behind them, and their bodies trembled, and before they could turn around, the swords in their hands fell to the ground.

For Su Yitong, waiting for redemption is undoubtedly a long process, so after seeing Feng Feiyi surrounded by so many people, she never expected him to have time to save herself.

Therefore, when life and death come, she will choose to face her death so calmly. But what she never expected was that those strong men in black would miss the opportunity to kill her.

The sound of the sword landing sounded frequently, and in the haze, Su Yitong opened his eyes in a blur. He muttered, "Feng Feiyi, is that you?" ”

The exhaustion of running suddenly came up and swept away her only consciousness, but the pain on her shoulder always pulled her loose consciousness back when she was about to be completely unconscious, half-asleep and half-awake, she seemed to see a familiar figure in her memory, only to see the overlap of light and shadow, the sun was dazzling and dazzling, and the person who came was dressed in an ink robe and fluttered lightly, as if it was clean and dusty, but it was covered in blood, standing against the light.

She tried hard to open her eyes, trying to see the man's face, but no matter how hard she tried, all she could reach was a blur.

"It's a hallucination!" She suddenly smiled bitterly, and muttered weakly and palely, "I thought he was coming." ”

I thought he was coming!

There seemed to be a flash of inspiration in his mind, and Feng Feiyi's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of clarity. He stared blankly at the pale, almost transparent woman with her back to the tree, and his heart felt as if someone had suddenly cut a hole with a sharp blade, and it hurt for no reason.

Again, she was seriously injured under her nose.

I don't know if it's out of self-blame or guilt, at this moment, Feng Feiyi's anger suddenly dissipated, as if he was surrounded by many figures just now, and the devil who killed people like numb was not him.

Although the black-clothed strong men who chased and killed Su Yitong didn't see the picture of Feng Feiyi's murder at that time, the moment their eyes fell on him, they only felt that their hearts were as heavy as a thousand catties, and their legs were weak and they couldn't take a step. Looking at the companions who were far away, the strong men in black suddenly broke out in a cold sweat for no reason, and their bodies couldn't help but start trembling.

Feng Feiyi really wanted to kill them to avenge Su Yitong, but in his heart, Su Yitong's life was more important than anything else at the moment. Therefore, without thinking about it, he picked up Su Yitong and was about to leave.

"Wind Wings."

At this time, Mo Qingchen, who had been standing on the periphery watching the play, suddenly walked over, and at some point there was an extra fan in his hand, and when he opened and closed, his face covered under the black scarf was faintly visible.

Feng Feiyi paused, but did not look back. "Mo Qingchen, this king advises you not to have any greed anymore and move those bad thoughts, otherwise, this king will make you regret coming to this world."

"Really?" However, Mo Qingchen raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, and said jokingly: "That palace really wants to see the demeanor of the regent at that time." ”

"Unrepentant," frowned in displeasure, Feng Feiyi slowly turned around, and the anger in the dark owl's ink eyes suddenly rose, he looked at him fixedly, not for a moment, and after a while, he affirmed word by word: "However, you don't have that chance, Mo Qingchen, hurt her, do you think this king will let you go?" As he spoke, his deep voice was as cold as a bone, and as soon as he came out, it became an ice ballast piercing people's hearts, which was both piercing and heart-scratching.