More than a dozen masked men in black suddenly appeared and surrounded them.

Surprised, such a strong murderous aura, so many people, she didn't even notice it?! Secretly lucky, but suddenly felt her internal strength...... I couldn't lift it, and I was suddenly horrified. She glanced at the black-clothed people around her, only to see that they were clenching the long swords in their hands, and their faces were solemnly staring at Zongzheng Wuwu, it seemed that these people were coming for him. However, why did she suddenly lose her internal strength, and Zongzheng Wuwu seemed to have nothing to do? Or is he just like her, just pretending to be nothing? If so, then they ...... Trouble!

Zong Zheng drank the herbal tea carefree and elegantly, with a touch of mockery on the corner of his mouth, and snorted: "He really doesn't give up." The people of Wuyinlou can't be invited, and they find you killers who don't enter the stream, so they want the life of this king? ”

He seemed to know who wanted to kill him, and he could still be so indifferent, presumably such an assassination was not once or twice. And the person who wants his life can live well when he knows who it is, who will this person be?

The man in black had a sharp eye, and his murderous aura was even stronger, so he didn't say much, he glanced at the people who were traveling with him, and stabbed at him with his sword. That time, extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, several swords formed a carefully woven web of death, covering him.

Her heart unconsciously lifted, and Zongzheng was still carefree, as if those people were not holding a sharp weapon to kill him, but a willow branch that accidentally brushed on his shoulder.

Suddenly, a man, like a ghost, flashed out of thin air, hurriedly unsheathed the long sword around him, and started a fight with the man in black.

Cold heat? She had almost forgotten that there was such a haunting person around him. Those killers are by no means unpopular as he said, but a top-notch master, and every move is absolutely unambiguous. The man who had seen him a few times but had never spoken like a shadow in the darkness was cold, swinging his sword like rain behind him, as fast as lightning. The garden broke the stump of the arm, and the blood splashed.

A man in black stepped out, and the sharp blade turned to the target this time - Zongzheng stabbed straight at the back of the neck, his eyes were fierce, and his movements were swift and decisive, but silent.

Without thinking about it, he blurted out: "Your Highness be careful-" There was a natural faint eagerness in his voice.

Zong Zheng Wuwu raised his head in surprise, something flashed in his eyes, this woman would even have an unconscious move other than indifference - remind him to be careful behind him! Although he didn't need to be reminded at all. His face did not change, he sat as firmly as Mount Tai, when the long sword reached the back of his neck, he tilted his head slightly, quickly raised his hand, and two slender fingers accurately clamped the sword body, and his movements were chic and leisurely.

The man in black was shocked and hurriedly withdrew his sword, however, with all his strength, he did not move.

Zong Zheng sneered without worry, flipped his fingers hard, only heard the sound of "Zheng", and breaking the sword was as easy as breaking off a willow branch. He was light and light, his phoenix eyes were lightly picked, and he said with a smile: "The quality of the sword is so inferior, why is the business of Wuxiaomen already so bad?" ”

Wuxiaomen, a killer organization whose reputation is second only to Wuyinlou, as long as they can afford the money, they dare to take any task, and it is said that they have never missed, but unfortunately, this time, they encountered Zongzheng worry-free.

The man in black was stunned for a moment when his identity was revealed, obviously a little panicked, and his hand broke off his sword and wanted to stab at him again, but he saw that Zong Zheng raised his hand without worry, and the sharp weapon broke through the air.

"Ahhh

Zongzheng was carefree from beginning to end, and he never even looked back.

She looked at the fairy-like and graceful man opposite, when he killed people in such a cruel way, his expression was indifferent and ordinary as if he had pinched an ant to death, and she only felt a bone-piercing cold air tightly encompassing her, making her breathe hard, but trying to maintain her composure.

The air was thick with blood, pungent. Hot, wet and sticky liquid, splashed all over her. Although she knows martial arts, she only uses self-protection, and has never killed anyone, and she has been in this world for three years, and this is still such a brutal and bloody fight, witnessing the living who was still panting for breath one moment, and the next moment staring, and falling at her feet with a hideous face, stopping to breathe. She only felt cold all over her body, and people who had died once seemed to be extremely sensitive to death.

After a while, only three of the dozen men in black remained, all of them more or less injured, and watching their companions fall one by one, they began to fear and look for a way out. Killers are also afraid of death! After all, you only live once.

Zong Zheng's worry-free gaze stayed on her, looking at her shallow frowning, various complex looks flashed in his eyes, but there was no fear, and he quickly regained his composure, only his face was slightly pale, he suddenly leaned over, and said with concern: "I'm shocking you!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the man in black immediately locked his eyes on her, and it was rumored that Zongzheng was indifferent and ruthless, not close to women, and even said that he cared about a man, and he had been coming to this tea garden every day for more than half a month...... This person is a good man?

He glared fiercely at the evil man...... He did it on purpose! Seeing the man in black rushing towards her, she was forced to use her luck, and now she was depressed, and the more luck she was, the softer her body became. Why? Why is she the only one who has lost her internal strength, but the Zongzheng at the same table has nothing to do?

Before she could think about it, a man in black had a sword resting on her neck. At the same time as the cold flame followed, the man in black said sharply, "Don't move. If you want him to live, let us go. ”

Leng Yan paused, Zongzheng frowned without frowning, and said indifferently: "What does his life and death have to do with this king?" ”

The man in black was stunned, just now Wang Ming was very concerned about this man who was more beautiful than a woman, how could he become so indifferent at this moment?

The sword, imminent, cold blade, kissed her smooth skin, a subtle sharp pain came from her neck, and a warm liquid snaked down from the skin of her neck.

Zong Zheng leaned back on the back of the chair and copied his hands, completely looking like he was watching a play that had nothing to do with him. Is this woman still so calm and indifferent in the face of death?

The silver teeth were biting secretly, and he couldn't figure out what Zongzheng was thinking about worry-free. She rolled her eyes, raised her hand and lightly touched the chess pieces on the side of her fingers, looked at Zongzheng Wuwu, and then looked at the chessboard, raised her eyebrows, and there was a little contempt in her eyes, as if to say: "If I die, there will be no one to play chess with you." Oh...... You must be afraid that I will win you one day, so borrow someone else's hand to get rid of me! ”

Zongzheng was carefree, his thin lips were slightly hooked, his evil eyes were smiling, and he clearly understood but pretended not to know anything.

The man in black saw that she was touching the chess pieces again, and she was passing the news with her eyebrows, thinking that there was some mystery in that chess piece, so he flew up and kicked over the glass table, "Bang! "The cups and pots shattered, the tea overflowed, the white jade chessboard fell into several petals, and the delicate and round chess pieces rolled to the ground, stained with tea stains and blood.

Zong Zheng's eyes sank, his wrist flipped over, and four willow leaves in his hand, as if they had been given life, flew straight out, and hit the black-clothed man on all fours with an invisible degree.

"Ahh The muscles and veins of the limbs have been broken.

Zong Zheng didn't look at it without worry, he just looked at her fixedly, his phoenix eyes were half-narrowed, this woman ...... It's intentional! It is true to use your eyes to convey the news falsely, induce the man in black, destroy his chess, and lead him to make a move. This woman's mind is really delicate, and she can see that he cherishes this chess set.

The other two men in black were suppressed, and Liu Ye could also become a weapon for killing?! Leng Yan took advantage of their stunned moments, flew forward, cut off a person's head with a sword, and the last man in black panicked and pushed her out heavily to resist the opponent's deadly cold sword.

Leng Yan unconsciously withdrew her sword, her body was weak, and she was about to bump into Leng Yan, who knew that Leng Yan dodged at the last moment, and she had no choice to go straight to the ground, and pounced straight on the peerless man behind Leng Yan who didn't even let the woman touch the tea he had drunk.