Chapter Forty-Seven: Departure at Night

Seeing that Changge had gone out for a long time and didn't come back, Ying Zijing was a little uneasy, so he picked up his sword and felt out of the room. But after looking for a long time, I didn't find Changge, but I saw three people coming out of the depths of the alley. No, one of them can no longer be called a human, this person has a green face and fangs, and he is born very terrifying. Ying Zijing quickly hid and hid his figure. Walking in the front was a young and beautiful woman, and the blue-faced and fanged monster was carrying a person on his shoulder, Ying Zijing took a closer look, his eyes were full of shock, it was a long song! Ying Zijing pressed the sword in his hand, suppressing his thoughts of rushing out. Now he still doesn't know what the skills of those two people are, and he still has injuries on his body, so it's really not appropriate to fight hard.

Ying Zijing followed them from a distance, and when he found them in the room where he had been hiding, he knew that they had come to capture him. Ying Zijing thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and then fled. He didn't know how to contact the disciples of the Medicine King Valley, but there was a wave in the imperial capital, and he should go to them for help now.

Gongsun Ling kicked open the dilapidated door, but she didn't see Ying Zijing, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said in a deep voice: "Go find it!" “

After Gu Changgeng heard this, he threw Changge to the ground and jumped out directly. If it weren't for Changge's coma at this time, he would have scolded him.

At this time, Ying Zijing had already run away from the sword, and he desperately resisted the sword and went straight to the direction of the imperial capital. But who knows, on this big night, there are even others flying with the same sword as him. Ying Zijing flew and suddenly saw a black shadow in front of him, Ying Zijing was so frightened that he hurriedly reduced his speed, but he flew too fast, and at this time, it was obvious that he was not in a hurry, and he was about to collide, Ying Zijing closed his eyes conditionally. Then he felt himself be knocked out, and then he was tied to his waist again, and he was pulled back and landed on a wide long sword.

Ying Zijing slowly opened his eyes, looked down at the sword body under his feet, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not good to go fast at night!" A magnetic, yet cold, voice came from overhead.

Ying Zijing looked up and saw a very handsome man, this man was very good-looking, dressed in purple and black clothes, green silk with a crown of hair, two long hairs on his forehead, and a purple-black forehead tie between his forehead. Ying Zijing looked up and met a pair of purple-black eyes, and at the moment of matching, Ying Zijing immediately looked away. Those eyes were cold and terrifying, and there was no trace of ripple in the purple-black eyes, just looking at Ying Zijing lightly, but it gave Ying Zijing a great sense of oppression, so that he didn't dare to look at it anymore.

"Yes, I'm sorry, my friend was arrested, and I was in a hurry to move the rescuers, so I ......"

Before Ying Zijing finished speaking, the cold voice sounded again: "Where?" “

Ying Zijing said: "Purple Leaf Mountain, in the small town under Purple Leaf Mountain." “

As soon as Ying Zijing finished speaking, he felt that the speed of his sword drive had accelerated, Ying Zijing was unstable, and conditionally grabbed the man in front of him, but after a while, Ying Zijing returned to the previous town again.

The cold gaze of Ye Lihang fell on Ying Zijing's hand that grabbed his clothes, and his tone was flat, but with a strong majesty: "Let go!" “

Ying Zijing immediately let go and put his hand behind his back, for fear that the man in front of him would cut off his hand. Ye Lihang glanced at him lightly, and then walked towards the town, and Ying Zijing hurriedly followed.