Chapter 17: The Ghosts That Can't Be Killed

The sea of fire is about to devour the small courtyard, and it will be too late if you don't make a move.

Ji Yu raised his eyebrows, a cold glow flashed in his eyes, and the seven pills that exuded an icy aura began to shine.

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking the air resounded in the night sky.

Immediately after, a sword light tore through the sea of fire and slashed the scorched courtyard wall.

A red-clothed maid carrying a cold sword burrowed into the rift in the sea of fire, her face was full of anxiety, and she looked around, as if she was looking for someone?

It's finally here.

After Ji Yu saw the red-clothed maid, he was immediately happy, and the seven pills that exuded a cold aura suddenly dissipated.

The maid in red also smiled when she saw Ji Yu.

She carried a sword, carried a bright red palace skirt, and ran over in the light of the fire.

At this time, there was only the red-clothed young man standing in a sea of fire and smiling peacefully in her eyes, and nothing else.

In a sea of fire, the red-clothed maid put down her skirt, then took Ji Yu's hand and said categorically: "Your Highness, the slave maid will take you out of trouble!"

Ji Yu nodded, and the two shallow dimples looked particularly good in the bright firelight, like flowers.

With a wave of his long sleeves, he immediately rolled up the seven pills that exuded a cold aura into his sleeves.

The sea of fire had burned down the small courtyard, and the space between the two of them was getting smaller and smaller, but it was only a square circle.

The red-clothed maid led Ji Yu and looked at the sea of fire like a wild beast, and a sharp color flashed in her eyes.

Then, she drew her sword and danced, and suddenly sword light bloomed with her dance, cutting countless rifts in that sea of fire.

At first, those cracks were small, but they were very dense, and as the red-clothed maid danced, there were more and more sword lights, and more and more cracks were cut, and finally the dense small cracks became a large crack.

In this way, a safe passage was cut out.

The red-clothed maid led Ji Yu and walked out of the sea of fire from this safe passage.

The moment they stepped out of the sea of fire, the huge rift suddenly restored.

The scorching wind blew in his face, and the young man's unparalleled face was particularly clear in the dazzling firelight.

The girl in red was stunned, and thought: I haven't seen you for half a year, and you are still so good-looking.

And Ji Yu looked at the small courtyard that turned into ashes in the sea of fire and dissipated in the wind with some regret, of course, not because the introductory recipe didn't have time to take it out, but because the hibiscus tree in the small courtyard was really beautiful.

It's just that I won't see it again.

The red-clothed maid returned to her senses and put away her sword, and then knelt down to Ji Yu and said, "The slave maid Lingyue is late to save the car, I hope Your Highness will forgive your sins!"

Ji Yu smiled and said, "I don't blame you." ”

But for half a year, the little maid Lingyue became more and more enchanting after putting on a red palace skirt, even compared to those beauties in the palace, she can also compete for a little brilliance, she is only more than ten years old at this time, if she grows up for a few years, I am afraid that those beauties in the palace will also be compared.

The little maid Lingyue did not get up, but directly buckled her head at Ji Yu three times: "Your Highness, the slave will never forget it." ”

Her voice trembled, but her tone was categorical.

In the past six months, she has been able to step into the way of the sword, and she has shown amazing talent, all of which are related to the pill and the sword scripture in the miscellaneous room half a year ago.

Ji Yu raised his hand: "You should thank you for your excellence." ”

If you are a piece of jade, no one will be willing to carve you.

The little maid Lingyue understood the meaning of Ji Yu's eyes, and also heard the deep meaning of this sentence, stood up, stunned.

"From now on, stop calling yourself a slave or a maidservant, and when you see me, you don't have to bow down again. Ji Yu said as he looked at the night sky that was red by the firelight.

The little maid said urgently: "Your Highness, don't you want me anymore?"

Her delicate little face was full of nervousness.

"In Tonghua Palace, there is no distinction between respect and inferiority, only affection. Ji Yu said: "Also, don't call me Your Highness in the future, just call me Gongzi." ”

"Obey, the ...... of the palace" The word "down" has not yet been exported, and the little maid Lingyue saw Ji Yu raise her eyebrows like a sword, and hurriedly changed her name to "Childe".

The little maid Lingyue was about to say something, but suddenly Ji Yu raised her right hand and said indifferently: "There is a killing opportunity!"

She looked at Ji Yu's good-looking face and was a little puzzled.

At this moment, countless black-clothed people ran out of the darkness that could not be illuminated by the fire, and they didn't know how long they had been ambushed nearby and how long they had been waiting?

Seeing this, the little maid Lingyue's heart tightened, she clenched the hilt of the sword, ready to protect it at any time, between the black hair in front of her forehead, there were faint beads of sweat, and she didn't know if the sea of fire behind her was too hot.

Ji Yu was indifferent, and he couldn't see any emotion: "The battle is big enough!"

The man in black at the head looked at Ji Yu and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't burn you to death like this, boy, my life is big enough, it seems that I have to trouble us." ”

Ji Yu closed his eyes, and opened them again after three breaths.

At the same time, those men in black also drew their swords one after another and swarmed forward.

For a time, the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword lit up the darkness that the fire could not illuminate.

The little maid Lingyue clasped the hilt of the sword, and the aura gushed out, ready to take out the sword.

At this moment, Ji Yu took her hand and ran away.

It's not appropriate to say that it is running, it should be said that it is floating, Ji Yu, who is dressed in red clothes, doesn't know what kind of exercise he uses, so he floated up to the eaves that are not very close in the blink of an eye, and then floated out a distance of several zhang.

Is this a man or a ghost???

The men in black looked at each other at a loss.

However, they soon came to their senses, and whether Ji Yu was a human or a ghost, they had to kill Ji Yu because that was the task that had to be completed.

Thinking of this, the people in black came back to their senses, mobilized their aura, performed light skills, and began a pursuit of cornices and walls.

Due to the low realm, for the body refining stage, Ji Yu's fluttering speed was fast enough, but for these black-clothed assassins, it was a little slow.

Led by Ji Yu and running away in embarrassment, the little maid Lingyue couldn't help but explain: "They are similar to my realm, with the Sword Sutra, I can defeat them." ”

Ji Yu floated hard as he said, "The news that you have entered the Qi Gathering Realm should have spread in the Imperial City, it is impossible for these assassins not to know, and when they see you by my side, they dare to attack blatantly, then it proves that there are means to deal with you." ”

The little maid Lingyue was stunned, she couldn't imagine that Ji Yu was so wise and thoughtful, where was she like the stupid and lazy ghost in the rumors?

"There are a lot of ghosts in the dark, and we can't kill them all now. ”

"Since you can't kill it, let the person who can kill it kill it. ”

Seeing this, Ji Yu shook Ling Yue's hand vigorously and said softly.

Ling Yue was stunned for a moment, although there was no intoxicating tenderness in Ji Yu's tone when he said these two words just now, but the chill in his words was so thorough.

Such a Ji Yu actually made her a little strange.

However, even if Ji Yu floated very strangely and tried his best, his realm was too low, and before he had run past a quarter of the palace, he was surrounded by these black-clothed assassins who flew off the wall.

Maybe it was because the cat was too tired of this cat-and-mouse game, and the black-clothed assassin who was the leader looked at Ji Yu panting, his eyes full of annoyance: "Little bastard, why don't you float away, why don't you float to me again?"

Seeing that she was surrounded and had no way out, Ling Yue's eyes flashed with a touch of generosity to die, wanting to fight for her life with these black-clothed assassins.