A leaf shook off, the autumn wind gradually rose, and the coolness began to invade, and the whole land was vast.

In the evening, a black curtain gradually enveloped the sky, wanting to swallow the last light of the world. The breeze blows a gentle drizzle, adding a bit of coolness. Rows of street lamps stretch along the crooked path, stubbornly and unyieldingly contributing to the faint light.

The night was silent, and the little insect calls faded and faded, and finally drowned out by the sound of drizzling rain, and became more and more silent.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by two footsteps, and following the sound, I saw a pair of men and women walking from the night.

On closer inspection, both men were dressed in black, and the man was about twenty-six or seven years old, and he was slender and stood as straight as a spear. His face is cold, his sword eyebrows are in his temples, and his heroic posture is vigorous, especially those eyes, which are as bright as stars, and the light in his eyes inadvertently flows, and a few rays of essence make people feel awe-inspiring.

But at this time, this man's handsome face was full of sadness, with a little stubble on his face and messy hair, which added a bit of pathos.

In this cool autumn drizzle, the man did not wear a raincoat, not even an umbrella, the original black suit was even darker after being invaded by the drizzle, so the white flower on his chest was particularly conspicuous, but it told a sad story.

Dressed in black and white flowers, he would only dress like this for funerals, and he didn't know where the man had gone before, and from his sad look, it could be seen that the deceased had an extraordinary relationship with him.

Look at the woman, she was about fifteen or six years old, petite and a head shorter than the man. She has a good look, and she still has a bit of childishness unique to a girl. In the autumn rain, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her black eyes were like a chen, her cherry lips were bitten lightly, and her expression was a little sad.

As if remembering something, the girl's nose moved slightly, her eyes were red, and her tears were shining, which made her even more sad.

Like the man, the girl was also dressed in black, and there was a white flower on her black dress, which looked so delicate and sad in the drizzle of the night. Unlike the man, she wore a black raincoat, which wrapped around her thin body, giving people a sense of delicateness.

The two of them kept walking, so dazed, as if they were aimless.

"Brother Ye, sister, she ......" mentioned this word, and the tears in the girl's eyes finally rolled down.

"Yue'er, you ......" A slightly vicissitudes of life and hoarse voice sounded, but the man was interrupted by several rapid brakes before he could finish.

The man looked in the direction from which the voice came, and his expression was a little wary, but he seemed to distinguish that those people were not in danger, and the look of vigilance disappeared slightly, but his expression was much gloomy.

Five or six cars stopped more than 100 meters behind the man and woman, and more than a dozen men dressed in black rushed out of the car and headed straight for them.

The men, all dressed in black, moved in order, uniformly and orderly, and apparently well-trained. They moved quickly, rushing like a black tide, although they were only more than a dozen people, but they gave people the feeling of thousands of troops.

These more than ten people quickly surrounded the pair of men and women, but they didn't make a move immediately, a person who looked like the leader took a slight step forward, and said with a little respect: "Mr. Ye Luo, on the orders of the head of the family, we want to take the second young lady back to the family, and I hope ......."

"Hmph, tell Daddy, I'm not going back." The girl interrupted the man, and though her voice was weak and a little weeping, she spoke categorically and without hesitation.

"Miss Zhiyue, the order given to us by the head of the family is mandatory, and I hope you will cooperate, otherwise it will ......"

Listening to that man's words, Ye Luo's brows furrowed slightly, and his face turned a little colder: "Otherwise, do you still want to forcibly take Yue'er away?" Just you people? ”

"Boy, don't be too arrogant, if it weren't for the face of the eldest lady, the brothers wouldn't talk nonsense with you at all." One of the men in black knew from the foot he stepped forward that he was more than just talking.

Hearing the word 'eldest lady', a soft color flashed in Ye Luo's eyes, but it quickly turned into sadness, and then cold: "Then don't talk nonsense, just do it." ”

"Boy, you don't know what to do, then don't blame us for being rude!" The man was furious, and then jumped out, and with a flash of cold light, a sharp blade with a length of a foot in his hand, stabbed straight at Ye Luo.

Looking at the speed and angle of this person's shot, you can see that he has some attainments in short knives, and this knife is extremely difficult for ordinary people to dodge.

At the beginning, the leader who saw the man make a move frowned slightly, but thinking of Ye Luo's previous words, his brows furrowed, and he didn't say anything to stop him.

The cold light flickered, the blade danced like a butterfly, a pop sounded, the knife fell, and a puff of blood flowers was raised, which was particularly bright and strange under the drizzle and light.

"Ahh After a long time, a miserable cry resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the man who had shot earlier covered his arm and stumbled back.

The first strike was injured, this strange scene made everyone who had been training for a long time couldn't help but gasp, and they all looked at Ye Luo not far away in shock.

Ye Luo still stood flatly, but he took half a step forward, and his body faintly protected the moon behind him. At this time, he held a one-and-a-half-foot-long white spike in his right hand, and the little beads of blood rolling down from the spike proved that it was him who shot before.

"What a speed, what a knife!" The leader was slightly surprised, and there was a slight exclamation in his tone: "The spikes pierce through the arm in an instant, but they can avoid the major blood vessels and meridians, and the accuracy of the eyesight has reached the point of being superb. Mr. Yelo, thank you for your mercy, but it is still the same as before, the orders of the head of the family must be carried out. ”

Glancing lightly at the leader, Ye Luo just picked the short blade in his hand, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Hmph, big brother, don't talk nonsense with him, he's just one person, so many of us are on it together, I don't believe I can't take him!" The other member of the team snorted coldly, and as he spoke, he had already taken out a sharp blade.

With a sigh in his heart, the leader nodded helplessly, and with a flash of cold light, he also had an extra short blade in his hand, and then rushed over first. He was faster, his short blade slicing through it, faintly with the sound of the wind groaning.

The others saw that the boss had already made a move, and they also made a move, more than a dozen black shadows surrounded them, and more than a dozen short blades glowing with cold light shone under the illumination of the street lights, quite a scene of sword light and sword shadow.

Seeing more than a dozen people shooting in unison, Ye Luo only frowned slightly, and with a movement of his left hand, a short blade with a length of a foot appeared.

Unlike the spikes in the right hand, this short blade is pitch black and hard to spot in the dim darkness of the night.

However, the leader kept staring at Ye Luo, he saw the black short blade, and some information flashed in his mind, and he muttered: "The white spike in the right hand, the black short blade on the left and right, surnamed Ye, could it be that he is the legendary Chinese Yi......ye who is the former captain of the Dragon Group of the National Security Bureau, known as the Death Twin Swords."

Thinking of this, the face of the leader was much more solemn, and even a flash of admiration and fear flashed in his eyes that had been resolute. But at this time, everyone had already made a move, and the arrow had to be fired, and he had to force himself to suppress the awe in his heart, and his body was a little faster, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart:

"He was right before, only we can't take the second miss away at all, I hope that in front of the two young ladies, he will show mercy to his subordinates......"

More than a dozen people have such thoughts about one person, and Ye Luo's horror can be seen.

When thinking about this, the two sides were already fighting together, and the imaginary scene of Ye Luo being slashed by a random knife did not happen. In Zhiyue's shocked eyes, Ye Luo moved, only to see the white spikes flickering again and again, like butterflies dancing, light as thunder; And if a dragonfly touches the water, it is as smart as electricity.

It's just that every time he dances, he will bring up a puddle of blood, and every time he spikes water, he will pierce an arm, and in a short moment, three or four people will be injured and withdraw from the battle circle, and as Ye Luo swings his spikes, more people are injured.

The figure turned, Ye Luo drew an arc, and the short blade in his right hand was like a ghost, easily blocking everyone's short blade.

A burst of piercing sounds sounded, and I saw that most of the short blades in the hands of those black-clothed people had gaps, but the ink-colored short blades in Ye Luo's hands were intact.

The short blades of those men in black were all specially forged, not much better than the army swords, but they were easily knocked out of the gap at this time, which shows how sharp and tough the ink-colored short knives were.

The battle continued, Ye Luo's body style was quite peculiar, with two knives out, the left hand ink knife defended, and the right hand spiked attack, calmly under the attack of more than ten people, and as the battle continued, those black-clothed people gradually hung up, but none of them were seriously injured.

As for Ye Luo, under the siege of everyone, his arm was only rubbed, and a shallow wound overflowed with a little blood beads, which was still stabbed because he was protecting Zhiyue.

Seeing that there were only five or six people in black who were still holding on, a shout rang out: "Stop!" ”

The voice was hoarse, but it had a majesty of its own. Under this cheer, Ye Luo and the men in black all stopped and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

With this shout, a middle-aged man walked from the car, glanced at the entourage who stopped the umbrella, and waved his hand to let the people besieging Ye Luo leave, he didn't look at Ye Luo, stared at Zhiyue, and said in a deep voice: "Yue'er, you really don't want to go back with me?!" ”

The middle-aged man was burly and quite dignified, but as if he had suffered some major blow, his face was slightly gray, and his tiger eyes were red, giving people a sense of vicissitudes and loneliness.

"Daddy, I'm ......" Looking at the man's gray hair that was only in his prime, Zhiyue hesitated slightly, but after glancing at Ye Luo beside her, her expression became resolute: "Daddy, my sister asked me to follow Brother Ye, he can protect me......"

"Qiu'er told you these things on her deathbed,......" the middle-aged man muttered, his body trembled slightly, but he managed to stabilize himself, looked at Ye Luo, and his eyes sparkled: "Qiu'er entrusted Yue'er to you?" ”

"Hmm." Ye Luo replied lightly, his expression flashed with a hint of resentment, and there was a bit of mockery in his tone: "It's good for Yue'er to follow me, at least you don't have to be affected by your so-called family interests, and you won't be forced to ...... like Sister Qiu."

Speaking of this, Ye Luo's face showed a deep sadness. And the middle-aged man's expression also darkened a little, and then anger, resentment, regret, helplessness, and so on, complicated and difficult to explain.

After a long time, the middle-aged man calmed down, he looked at Zhiyue, and his expression softened a lot: "That's fine, Yue'er will at least be a lot happier with you." ”

Without waiting for Ye Luo and Zhiyue to say anything, he stared at Ye Luo and continued: "I only recognized your identity from your previous move, and I am also relieved that Yue'er will follow you." But can you really keep her safe? Judging by the rumors I've heard about you, you're not going to give up on your side......

A touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and Ye Luo's voice was much colder: "The person who hurts Sister Qiu must die, even if he is a disciple of the Dongfang family, which is known as the second family!" ”

"Although you are very strong, I also believe that you can kill that beast, but you should also know the power of the Dongfang family." The middle-aged man's expression was a little solemn: "If you kill him, you will lose your life, I know that you don't care if you have the will to die, but what about Yue'er, Qiu'er's instructions, do you ignore all this?" ”

Hearing this, Ye Luo hesitated, his face full of pain. After a long time, he looked at Zhiyue and muttered, "Sister Qiu, I finally understand why you entrusted Yue'er to me now, but your hatred ......"

"Qiu'er's revenge must be avenged, but you don't have to kill him." The middle-aged man interrupted Ye Luo's words, his expression was a little resolute, and the whole person was also a little more dignified: "You also know that the Dongfang family is the second game family in my country, and the 'Heavenly Tribulation' will be launched soon, this is the largest game in the world, and the Dongfang family must invest most of its manpower and financial resources, this is our opportunity." ”

Hearing this, Ye Luo's eyes lit up, and his expression became a little resolute: "When the time comes, I will enter the game, ruin everything in the Dongfang family, and avenge Sister Qiu!" ”

"Come here, I will tell you something......" The middle-aged man said, seeing the two approaching, he lowered his voice and didn't know what to say, while Ye Luo and the two listened carefully, nodding their heads from time to time.

Half an hour later, the middle-aged man finished his instructions, and the three of them distanced themselves again.

"Okay, you guys leave, don't let the Dongfang family find Yue'er." The middle-aged man waved his hand, then looked at Zhiyue dotingly, and he added: "Take care of Yue'er, notify me if you need help with anything." ”

Nodding, Ye Luo picked up Zhiyue and continued along the path.

"Alas, it's not easy to destroy the Oriental Family, after all, it is the second largest game family in my country, not to mention that there is an international force behind this family."

"But there is always hope in life, not to mention that Ye Luo is not an ordinary person, maybe he can do it."

After speaking, the middle-aged man straightened up, took another look at Zhiyue and returned to the car, the engine sounded, and the convoy drove away.

The autumn wind continued to blow, but I don't know when the autumn rain had stopped, the last dark clouds had dissipated, and a full moon hung above the sky, bringing more light and hope to the world.