Bei Juese took the clothes that were thrown aside, took out a few needles from his sleeves and stabbed them at his body, Zhu Yijun, who was standing next to him, frowned, and his expression was as if he had pricked a needle at him. After a long while, seeing that Bei Juese had finished stabbing the last needle and put the needles back into his sleeve one by one, Zhu Yijun approached cautiously and asked, "That's it?" Don't need to call a royal doctor for treatment? ”

As soon as he approached, Bei Jue was so frightened that he hurriedly shrank back, keeping a safe distance from him, and staring at him with a vigilant gaze like a great enemy.

Seeing that Bei Jue looked like he was avoiding the plague, and he was afraid that he would be stimulated to squirt blood again for no reason, Zhu Yijun had to automatically and consciously take two steps back, and proved that he was actually a very decent man and gentleman with his actions.

Bei Juese grabbed his clothes and belt, jumped off the soft collapse and retreated to a position close to the stairs without saying a word, he stared at Zhu Yijun with a vigilant gaze, while putting on his clothes as quickly as possible, and then tied the belt hard to a dead knot; After all the movements were done neatly, he turned and ran downstairs as fast as if there were demons chasing after him.

Although I thought that he would run away, I really didn't expect him to run so fast, this time the speed was definitely several times faster than before, and by the time Zhu Yijun chased him to the bottom of the pavilion, the person had already run away. Seeing that Bei Juese rushed out of his line of sight like an arrow from the string, he was inevitably depressed and squatted on the ground and muttered circles: "I am hated, I am hated......"

When Zhu Yijun drew the first circle, the masked man hidden in the tree quietly left.

When I was drawing the second circle, I suddenly heard someone shouting happily: "Brother Huang, you are really here!" ”

When I looked up, it was Zhu Yiyi, the king of Lu, and behind him was a tall sword guard who could be called an excellent sword guard in appearance and temperament.

Zhu Yijun looked at the sudden appearance of the imperial brother suspiciously, and before he could ask a question, Zhu Yijun, who had a look of surprise on his face, had already pounced on him, shook him nervously and asked, "Imperial brother, are you injured?!" ”

Zhu Yijun didn't react and asked, "Injured?" Where? ”

"Here!" Zhu Yiyi pointed to his face, "There is blood all over his face!" ”

"Oh, this?" Understanding, Zhu Yijun raised his sleeve and wiped it, a little frustrated, "It's not my blood, it's sprayed by others." Hmm, by the way, why did the royal brother come here? ”

Zhu Yiyi shook his head and threw himself into the arms of the imperial brother, and said triumphantly: "Imperial brother, I found a very good-looking guard today, he is not only good-looking, but also very good-looking in sword dancing!" Also, he can jump on rooftops and fly around trees, much better than that stinky crazy cat! ”

Oh, you know, you're here to show off your new toy.

Zhu Yijun touched the head of the emperor's brother who was talking brightly, and was about to speak, when the guard who had been standing behind Zhu Yijun and neither spoke nor saluted, suddenly made a silent movement and said, "Quiet!" ”

Zhu Yiyi asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?" ”

The guard looked serious and said, "I heard the sound of a sword drawn. He looked in one direction, "It seems to be coming from over there." ”

The direction he was looking at was the direction in which Bei Jue ran away.

In a secluded place away from the gazebo.

When he ran here, he found that he couldn't find the right way out, and when he looked around to find his way, a man in black wearing a strange silver mask descended from the sky and stood in front of him.

The man was not wearing the clothes of the palace people, nor the official clothes, nor the royal clothes, and such a person appeared for no reason, Bei Juese couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "May I ask ...... you are?"

Before he could finish speaking, the masked man pulled out his sword with a "whoosh", pointed at Bei Juese with the tip of his sword and said, "I am the one who came to ask for your life!" ”

Out of instinctive reaction, Bei Jue was so shocked that he quickly turned around and wanted to run. But as soon as he turned, the masked man was standing in front of him like a ghost, the tip of his sword pointed three inches from his throat.

The masked man said in an emotionless voice, "You can't run." ”

Bei Jue looked at him in horror and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The masked man stopped talking, flicked his wrist, and stabbed the tip of his sword into the throat of the north. At this critical juncture, Bei Juese turned his head away, quickly took a few steps back, and at the same time threw out the needle in his sleeve and stabbed at the masked man.

There was no need to even dodge the action, the masked man just lifted his sword in a dashing manner and knocked out all the needles; Without waiting for Bei Jue Se to make further resistance, the masked man stretched out his legs and swept over, easily sweeping Bei Ju Se to the ground. He raised his sword to stab North Stunning Heart, just in time for his terrified eyes.

The masked man couldn't help but be stunned, those similar eyes, that same face, made his mind involuntarily flash her shadow.

"Brother Qiu, why you? Why? I don't believe it! Why? ”

The voice of sorrow and sorrow sounded in his ears again, like weeping. The masked man hesitated for a moment, but the sword in his hand stabbed down.

The hesitant sword was not neat when it stabbed down, and Bei Jue reacted quickly and rolled to the side to avoid the fatal sword, although he was not stabbed in time to dodge, but his arm was still slashed by the blade. The sword was sharp, but it was slashed side by side, but the blood could not stop pouring out of the wound, and the sleeve of the shirt was soon stained red with blood.

The masked man looked at Bei Juese, who was covering his wounds and shrinking back in fear, and raised his sword again, approaching step by step. The person in front of her is not the person she was back then! Besides, she could bear to kill her back then, but now why kill someone who has nothing to do with her? For the sake of the girl, he can betray the sky!

Bei Jue Se desperately retreated until his back hit a tree and there was no way back. Death was approaching, and he couldn't think of any way to escape except fear and trembling, so he could only watch the masked man's sword that was still dripping with his blood approaching. The masked man's movements were not slow, but in the eyes of Bei Juese, who was on the verge of life and death, everything around him turned into slow motion in an instant. He saw the bloody sword slowly raised, accompanied by a dazzling cold light that stabbed at his throat in a graceful arc, the skin on his neck already felt the unique coldness of metal, and the smell of blood on the blade of the sword also came to his nose, this time it seemed that it was already in a catastrophe!

The masked man's sword was determined to get, but he was missed by a small stone that suddenly flew out.

A cold light followed closely behind the small stone, shooting straight at the masked man's face, and the masked man hurriedly raised his sword to block it, and quickly took a few steps back to avoid the cold light. When he looked up, he saw a young sword-wielding man dressed as a guard. The sword-wielding guard with a gloomy face and murderous eyes didn't say a word, and shook his sword and attacked the masked man, his sword moves like flowing clouds were fast, ruthless, and accurate, and each move was simply and neatly attacked the opponent's vital point.