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Chang Yu followed the gaze of the flower thief, and in the shadow of the corner of the wall, a petite figure gradually emerged, revealing a masked woman's face.

The woman showed some of her fair skin, and a pair of cold eyes were like the moonlight in winter, unable to melt into any temperature.

Yanjing!

Chang Yu couldn't help but have two words in his heart.

This pair of snow night elf-like eyes is not who Yan Jing is, Chang Yu looked at it carefully, and his heart was more certain.

Yan Jing was wearing a tight-fitting night suit at this time, her hands were raised in front of her, her fingers were together, and she was holding three plum blossom needles between her fingers.

Yan Jing is good at shadow escape, and when Chang Yu didn't notice it, she appeared here unconsciously, and Chang Yu's heart was no less surprised than a flower thief.

But Yan Jing can wait for the flower thief to kill herself before making a move, why should she save herself?

Chang Yu couldn't guess in his heart, but he didn't lose the opportunity, he immediately seized the moment in front of him, smuggled up the half set of mantras of the old man Qingyang, and his body recovered little by little.

Peng Gaoyang and the others stood on the periphery, but they didn't know that the woman in black who appeared was Yan Jing, but they couldn't figure out the origin of this person, so they couldn't act rashly for a while, so they could only hold the periphery tightly.

"Did she send you to kill me?" The flower thief asked with a grin, but his figure took two steps back and pressed against the wall.

"Yes and what." Yan Jing said coldly.

The flower thief had a hideous face, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and said to the sky, "Slut, that day you and that sissy deceived my son with the fake exercises of Hehuanmen, and now my son came to Weiguo to find you to theorize, and you even sent someone to hunt me down!" I'm going to cut you with a thousand cuts! ”

"Hmph, you have done a lot of evil, and it is not a pity to die." Yan Jing said coldly, the plum blossom needle between her fingers was shining with silver light.

"Am I evil? Haha, that's ridiculous! The flower thief sneered, although his face was hidden in the dark, Chang Yu could also feel that the flower thief's hands were caressing his face with regret, and said with love and hatred, "That slut has caused my son to go into the devil, his martial arts have regressed, and even my most cherished handsome face has been ruined!" If my son doesn't suck the female yin for a day, his body will be uncomfortable to death, and my handsome face will become uglier day by day, which is worse than killing me, can you understand my feelings! Who did the evil first?! ”

The flower thief said the last two sentences, like the roar of a wild beast, spit flying, and the sound of anger echoed in the dark alley.

Yan Jing was not moved at all, and lightly spit out two sentences in her mouth, "People who are about to die, why bother to say more." ”

The flower thief didn't say anything more, and his violent eyes shot out of resentful anger, staring straight at Yan Jing.

Yan Jing sneered, waved her hands together, and six cold rays shot towards the flower thief like lightning, pointing directly at the vital points on his body.

The flower thief hurriedly swung his mace and waved it in front of him.

There was a jingling bell for a while, and then there were several muffled sounds of plum blossom needles penetrating the body, accompanied by a scream of the flower thief.

The smell of blood permeated the darkness.

Chang Yu's body had recovered most of his body, and he was quietly moving back half a step, distancing himself from the flower thief, so as not to make a sudden attack on the other party.

"Good! Good! Good! The flower thief said three good words in a row, and let out a wild laugh, "Since the stinky and the sissy are going to kill me completely, I will not stand up with you!" ”

As the flower thief spoke, his right hand suddenly swung back, and the wall behind him suddenly splattered with rubble, and a big hole was smashed!

Chang Yu screamed in his heart, and was about to stop it, but the flower thief had already burrowed into the stone cave in the dust and disappeared.

This flower thief turned out to be a trick!

Another figure passed by Chang Yu and also burrowed into the stone cave, it was Yan Jing.

When Yan Jing passed by, a few cold words came from Chang Yu's ears, "I just came out to save your life, and I don't owe you any more." If you meddle in your affairs in the future, don't blame my men for being ruthless! ”

The words are like needles, falling on Chang Yu's heart.

It turned out that Yan Jing was still worried about the incident in Yanbo Pavilion that day, and I thought that this woman had already forgotten about it.

However, a cold-hearted person like Yan Jing owes the most favor to others, so he will come to the rescue just now. Yan Jing was already lucky not to kill herself, how could she dare to mention the matter of Yanbo Pavilion in front of her.

Chang Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, looked at the big hole in front of him, pondered for a while, and then got up and chased after him.

With a few bangs, Zhan Nao and the others also fell into the alley.

The scene of the flower thief smashing through the stone wall and escaping came too suddenly, and the people standing on the periphery had not yet reacted.

"They've just chased them from here!" Mao San pointed to the entrance of the cave and said.

Inside the entrance of the cave was the courtyard of another house, and there were no human figures in it except for a courtyard and a few houses.

Zhan Zhi stretched out his head to take a look, and beckoned, "Let's catch up too!" ”

After that, everyone rushed in and chased in the direction of Chang Yu and the others.

Not long after Zhan Nao and the others left, a group of more than 50 soldiers with torches chased them to Dongdajie and searched the situation in the alley.

……

Half an hour later.

Zhan Nao hung upside down from a roof, turned over and landed in front of Peng Gaoyang and others, and said, "Oh no, we lost it!" ”

The Mao brothers looked at each other, without the help of Chang Yu Shennian, this team was like a blind eagle, unable to find a target to hunt.

Peng Gaoyang looked at the rear and said in a deep voice, "The guards in the city have already searched over, and I am afraid that more people will go out in the back, so it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's quickly return to the door, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble!" ”

"What about Big Brother Chang?" Although Mao Er knew that what Peng Gaoyang said made sense, he couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Chang's cultivation is the highest among us, and he should have the power to protect himself in the face of flower thieves, and the man in black doesn't seem to be here for Brother Chang, Brother Chang shouldn't have any problems." Peng Gaoyang analyzed.

When everyone heard this, they felt that it made sense, and they couldn't help but nod their heads and look at Zhan Nao.

Zhan Nao saw that Peng Gaoyang was in the limelight again, and said dissatisfiedly, "If something happens to the eldest brother, what will you explain?" ”

Peng Gaoyang said solemnly, "Brother Chang is a smart person, and he is alone, he will definitely not put himself in danger, but if we are discovered by the military, it will be the biggest trouble, and it is the right thing to do now, and if Brother Chang is here, he will also make such a decision." ”

"Okay, I know, I'll go back a little further, you guys go back first." He threw out his feet, jumped onto the wall, and ran quickly along the wall, but the direction he went was in the direction of the Golden Gate.

Peng Gaoyang and the others glanced at each other and dispersed.

……

Crossing a tight residential area in the east of the city, but a small dense forest, in the dense forest, three figures one after the other, shuttling and chasing.

There was a loud sound, and several bursts of plum blossom needles came out of Yan Jing's hand one after another.

The flower thief in front of him has been pierced like a sieve, countless holes on his body, blood flowing, if it weren't for the flower thief to protect the vital point, he would have died on the spot, but he also lost too much blood, his body gradually slowed down, and his face was as pale as sand.

The figure of the flower thief suddenly stopped, stood on the branch of a big tree, and looked back at Yan Jing with a vicious expression.

Yan Jing's body was like a swallow, and she also stood on a tree, only ten steps away from the flower thief, and her eyes looked at each other coldly, as if she were looking at a dead person, and she was not moved by the anger of the other party.

Chang Yu found that the two were facing each other in the distance, and he also stopped.

It was only a matter of time before the flower thief was caught up by Yan Jing, seeing that the flower thief had countless wounds, Chang Yu knew that this person would die, Yan Jing cultivated to the eighth stage, and the breath on his body was far stronger than that of the flower thief, and he should have been able to kill this person a long time ago, but Yan Jing chased the flower thief here like a kite, did he want to kill this person in a place where there were few people, Chang Yu couldn't help but guess in his heart.

The flower thief showed a mouthful of fangs, picked up his mace and pointed it at Yan Jing, and said, "My son can't beat you, I surrender." You tell that slut that if she is willing to let me go, I will never step into the defense of the country again, how about that? ”

Yan Jing retracted her ten fingers, tucked the plum blossom needle in her right hand into her waist, and pulled out a small short sword from her waist. ”

Yan Jing's words were as cold as the short sword in her hand, and the flower thief trembled when she heard it.

The flower thief finally knew that there was no way out, and his face was clouded, and he reached out his left hand and rubbed it back and forth on the mace, and his palm was immediately pierced by a sharp edge, and blood was smeared on the mace.

The flower thief's action suddenly made Chang Yu's brows furrow, this person was so bloodthirsty and perverted.

After the flower thief finished doing this, he raised his eyes to look at Yan Jing and let out a wild laugh, "In that case, this son will fight with you!" ”

With that, the flower thief jumped up from the tree, waved his mace and smashed it at Yanjing!

Yan Jing smiled coldly, held the short sword in her hand with her backhand, jumped lightly, and flew towards the other party.

Chang Yu only saw two figures staggered in the air, and a sound of gold and iron clashing spread, and the two figures separated.

The flower thief stood on the tree, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at the wound on his right chest, and under a neat wound, Bai Sensen's ribs were exposed, and the blood flowed endlessly, and the flower thief's face showed a look of shock and resentment.

Even Chang Yu was taken aback, he didn't expect Yan Jing to attack so hard, it seemed that he was really going to kill this person.

Thinking so, Chang Yu looked in the direction of Yanjing, and the eye-catching scene surprised him even more:

Yan Jing's feet had just landed on the trunk of the tree, and before she could stand firmly, her body suddenly shook to the left, shaky, leaning on the tree weakly, stretching out her left hand and touching her forehead, as if she had a headache.

Her right hand drooped limply, and the dagger in her hand fell straight down, its blade sharp and piercing into the trunk of the tree beneath her feet.

Yan Jing held on to the tree, slowly turned around, her eyes were blurred and painful, she stared at the flower thief, reached out to take out two plum blossom needles from her waist, but her fingers were like cotton, weak and weak, and the plum blossom needles also fell to the ground.

Yan Jing's face showed a misty color, her body slowly slid down from the tree weakly, and she said softly, "You ......"

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