was depressed in her heart, how could she let Yue Shuya sleep well, she tossed and turned, tossing and turning on the soft couch, and never fell asleep.

The moonlight is as cool as water, the branches are swaying, in the lonely night, there are a few people's hearts are not confused, the shrouded night, filled with desolation and sadness, the wind blows lightly but does not blow the eyebrows, the shadows under the moon are full of shadows, falling and falling, staggering forward.

Yue'er laid down the shadow of the old tree and spread it on their bodies, which were two people who supported each other to move forward.

They had limited mobility, and one of them was covered in black soot and stained with black soot, and his face was unkempt and dirty.

But he cautiously and without thinking helped the other exhausted man, and they walked forward, and looked closely at the blood marks behind them, which turned out to be injured and unable to move an inch.

They shuttled through the woods, and the man in good condition unfortunately stepped on a stone and fell to the ground immediately, and the remaining person was naturally not spared, and he could not survive without relying on himself.

"Xiao Yu'er, can you still hold on?" Mu Zichu raised his hand and groped, and the moonlight didn't know why he avoided it at this time, just like when he and Wei Tian just came out of the Red Lantern Inn, they were not interesting at all, the moonlight was hidden, the branches and shadows were everywhere, he was blocked from sight and could only grope slowly, Long Baiyu was supported by him, and if he fell down at this moment, he must not be too far away from him.

His question went unanswered, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Could it be that he had fainted?

Mu Zichu touched an arm, it was as cold as ice, he touched it to other places, and in a moment he saw a warm liquid at the bottom of his hand, and the liquid kept emerging.

It's not good, so you don't have to guess much, I probably know that Long Baiyu's situation is not good, but if the time and place are unfavorable today, it's hateful!

Thinking that at that time, he went in and out of the room, but saw that Long Baiyu was surrounded by two people in a dangerous situation, and the fire on the periphery was dangerous, gradually spreading to the interior, he took advantage of his unpreparedness, unexpectedly picked up the indoor crockpot and smashed a person, but he didn't want to be close to another assassin, Long Baiyu took a sword to protect him, and he didn't want to pick up the broken tiles on the ground and stab the body of the remaining assassin.

The assassin was fighting with Long Baiyu, which Cheng wanted to be distracted by Mu Zichu for a while, Long Baiyu took the opportunity to seal his throat with a sword, Mu Zichu helped Long Baiyu, who had been injured, to escape from the room in a hurry, panicked regardless of east, west, north and south, and walked towards one end, the fire burned more and more Since he chose, he couldn't turn back, he just chose a random direction, and he didn't know where to go to the hall, just walked and saw a small door.

Without the slightest hesitation, he pushed it away, but he didn't expect to see a layout very similar to their guest room, so he walked headlong, and he didn't know where he went.

I only knew that when I came to the end, there was another door, and when I got out of that door, I didn't go to the hall, but it was a country road.

Without much hesitation, he was afraid that someone else would chase him, so he helped the injured person to leave first, he left in a hurry, and he didn't know what the situation of the other people was?

If there is a way to leave, it is fine, if there is no way to be trapped in the guest room, it can be seen that the fire is so monstrous that it will not burn down the entire inn, and they will not give up, and their lives are already in danger.

Mu Zichu couldn't help sighing, a mouthful of silver teeth had already bitten the corners of his lip with hatred, and this group of assassins didn't know who sent it, this time it seemed that they would not give up if they were not killed.

He tore off the corner of his clothes to stop the bleeding for Long Baiyu, his heart was stuffy, and his mind kept thinking about who wanted to put them to death.

And he thought back and forth a lot, he really didn't know who they provoked, but really wanted to understand, there was only one sixth prince, he didn't know what others could do to them? But he knew that now that they were wiped out by the Six Princes and the world, the Six Princes would definitely have nothing to worry about, and the benefits would be great.

Thinking like this, Mu Zichu was even more furious, and slammed his fist on the ground, stirring up the falling leaves, and slowly falling to the ground.

And said that Xi'er was drunk, was helped into the inn room, she was leaning on the door bolt and waiting to open the door, suddenly felt a burst of heat on her face, and with the smell of blood, accompanied by the sound of falling to the ground, such a big action, she opened her sleepy eyes, her eyes swept over the place, how to know that a person had fallen on the ground, and the tip of her nose was pointed by the cold and warm sword tip, and even the sound of ticking and ticking fell into her ears, stimulating Xi'er's hearing, Xi'er's vision was also impacted, she watched the blood beads on the sword slip down, and her eyes widened and retreated, But he didn't want to be slipped from the tip of his nose to his cheeks and ears by the tip of the sword, and in an instant, a blood-colored mist filled Xi'er's sight.

Xi'er was originally at the bolt of the door, and when she retreated like this, she actually retreated into the guest room, which was equivalent to catching a turtle in an urn for the assassin.

The man showed a cruel smile under the mask, and was about to wave his sword up, Xi'er dodged, casually holding the candle on the wax table and threatening him, how could the assassin listen, Xi'er panicked and threw the candle on the assassin, the assassin flashed lightly, and then dodged the past, the candle fell on the wooden ground, never extinguished, the wax tears withered, like a beautiful woman crying tears, at that time Xi'er ran out of the door with a glimmer of hope.

I wanted to rush into the hall, but the assassin behind her chased after her, she thought that she was already out of power, tears burst out of her eyes, and she vaguely saw Long Baiyu holding a sword and entangled with that person, Long Baiyu protected her behind her, glad that her room was next door to Xi'er's room, although she jumped out to protect Xi'er, but at this moment, he also had to face the entanglement of the two assassins.

Long Baiyu alone against the two of them was helpless, he called on Xi'er to leave, Xi'er saw the situation clearly, and didn't want to be a burden to him anymore, but the way to the hall had been blocked, she couldn't go over at all, so she had to hide at the end of the guest room on this floor, she never thought that there was a world here at the end, the wooden door was close at hand, she hesitated whether to wait here for Long Baiyu to solve the person or leave now, looking back at Gu Pan, she saw that the assassin actually took advantage of Long Baiyu to chase her when she was resisting others, Xi'er immediately pushed open the wooden door and hid, so frightened that she shrank under the wooden door, trembling like a little beast being bullied, pitiful and helpless.

She hid for a long time, and saw that the wooden door behind her was not unusual, so she slowly pushed it open, but the fire was lush and fierce as far as she could see.

This may have reminded her that the candle that she knocked to the ground was likely to be the fire she started, she cried and cried, wanting to rush into the fire, but she suddenly thought of Long Baiyu's last look at her, and finally resolutely turned around and rushed into the road on the other side of the wooden door.

Long Baiyu hopes that she will live well.