Jun Yu subconsciously grabbed her hand: "Will there be danger tonight?" ”

Qing'er was stunned for a moment, and shook her head gloomily: "I don't know." ”

Jun Yu looked at her fixedly for a while, and suddenly smiled: "If you don't know, forget it, don't be embarrassed." Stargazing and divination are not immortal arts, how can you expect everything? ”

"Actually, I really can't ......" Qing'er hesitated, wanting to tell him the truth, but she didn't dare.

Jun Yu closed the window and hugged her shoulder: "Go back to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow and hurry." ”

Qing'er obediently went to bed with him and lay down, but she couldn't sleep.

My mind was groggy, and I didn't know what I was thinking. As soon as she tried to grasp some clue and think deeply, her sideburns would hurt violently, like pins and needles.

Tossing and turning like this until the middle of the night, Jun Yu beside him suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up.

"What's wrong?" Qing'er sat up and asked in surprise.

Jun Yu made a booing gesture to her, got up and got out of bed, and tiptoed to the door.

At this moment, the door made a loud "bang" and fell apart.

At the same time as the wood chips splashed, several black shadow meteors rushed in like a moon.

What greeted them was naturally the sword unsheathed in Jun Yu's hand.

When Qing'er saw this situation, she hurriedly got up and got out of bed, pulled her shoes and hid behind the bed.

After a while, Jun Yu rushed to the bed with a black face and dragged her out: "There are a lot of thieves, let's go quickly!" ”

Qing'er agreed in a daze, and was half-dragged and half-hugged by him and led out of the door.

There was a puff of smoke, and several sharp arrows flew past his ears with a "whoosh" and "whoosh".

"Thieves set fire?!" She was shocked.

Jun Yu's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and hugged her waist tightly: "You hold your breath, let's rush out!" ”

Qing'er knows that she has no ability, so she has to be as well-behaved as she is at this time. Jun Yu told her to hold her breath, and she not only held her breath, but also closed her eyes.

The life was handed over to him, and she didn't care about anything herself.

So Jun Yu rushed downstairs with Qing'er, who was pretending to be dead, in three steps and two steps. At this time, every window in the lobby on the first floor has become a red patch.

The hall was empty, and the arrows that glittered with cold light continued to shoot in from the outside.

Obviously, the other party came prepared, and even this inn was very likely to be specially prepared for them by the other party.

Jun Yu took off his robe, found a tin pot soaked with water, and put it on Qing'er's head without saying anything.

Qing'er jumped to her feet in a hurry, grabbed the corner of the robe and pulled it down desperately: "Don't just care about me, you-"

The end of her words eventually turned into an exclamation. Because before she could finish speaking, Jun Yu had picked her up again and threw her on his shoulders, carrying it and rushing towards the firelight.

Qing'er only felt a flash of red light in front of her. Before she could swallow her previous exclamation, her body flew out, and then she fell heavily to the ground, rolling several times in a row before stopping.

At the same time, the sound of swords clashing sounded in his ears, and then he heard Jun Yu shouting: "Hide!" ”

Qing'er hurriedly ripped off the wet robe covering her head, and then saw Jun Yu surrounded by dozens of black-clothed people.

Half of his sleeve was burned by the fire, but fortunately he didn't seem to be in trouble.

But at this time, the enemy was outnumbered, and the enemy's cooperation was very tacit, and the bright blades beckoned to his body, which made people tremble.

Qing'er also noticed that from time to time, an enemy tried to leave the battle circle and rush towards her, and whenever this happened, Jun Yu would stab the sword just right, so that the person had to face the battle wholeheartedly, and there was no time to care.

In this way, of course, his own situation is even more difficult, and it can almost be said that it is full of dangers.

Qing'er hated that she couldn't help, but she knew that staying here would only distract Junyu. So after a moment's hesitation, she forced herself to look away, and quietly retreated into the alley behind her under the cover of a dark shadow.