The chapter begins with > only the big hole in the neck, still bubbling with blood.

Yang Ruoqing didn't blink her eyelids and jumped behind Luo Fengtang.

The backs of the two were pressed against each other.

"I'm going to be dumplings, I'll go over there and drag the enemy, and you rush out from the other side with your brothers." She said.

When Luo Fengtang heard this, his expression changed greatly.

"No way!"

"If you can't do it, you have to do it, I'm in charge of our family!"

She chuckled, picked up her knives and toes, and swept out like Ruyan.

"Qing'er!"

He hissed in the direction she had disappeared.

His voice was immediately buried in the earth-shattering sound of the battle over there.

Her petite figure, like a light Ruyan, had already rushed into the pile of enemy troops in that place.

The flashing light of the knife and the sound of weapons colliding together are endless.

"Let's go!"

In the distance, her shouts could be heard from the pile.

When he looked again, her figure had long been submerged.

I only saw that the knife light was flickering non-stop, wailing and screaming, one after another.

Luo Fengtang gritted his teeth fiercely, picked up a small soldier under his back, and yelled: "Brothers, kill me out!" ”

……

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been difficult to achieve.

Luo Fengtang led his soldiers to tear a hole with blood, and finally succeeded in breaking through.

Leave the battlefield far behind.

He is a general, and the soldiers he brought out will be brought back.

Sitting on the galloping horse, he turned his head to look at the place where the sound of fighting came from far behind him, Luo Fengtang's eyes were red.

Qing'er, if you hold on a little longer, I'll come to you immediately!

……

This way.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but praise herself.

What does it mean to be a husband and a husband?

She's just there today.

Look, this lone man broke into the pile of enemy troops, and a pair of steel knives waved through the wind and rain.

It really pinned down some of the enemy forces.

It's just that there are many, many enemy troops.

She killed and killed, but this arm was also sore.

But the enemies still came up like an endless stream.

There was a dead wave in the front, and another one came in the back, hey!

She knew that if she continued to fight like this, she would die of exhaustion, if not killed.

So, while fighting, he retreated, retreating in the opposite direction of Luo Fengtang's breakthrough.

"Uh......"

There was a sharp pain in her arm, and she let out a muffled grunt.

Someone slashed him in the left shoulder.

The pain stimulated her anger even more.

She's like a murderer who has risen from hell.

The silver needles on his body spilled out like rain.

Wherever every silver needle falls, an enemy falls.

Under the throat, there will be a silver needle firmly tied to it.

Such a terrifying killing method makes the enemy jealous and panic.

"Luo Fengtang!"

Suddenly, someone in the enemy army shouted behind her.

What the?

He's back again?

She was confused and turned her head to look over.

It was at this moment that a burst of white powder spilled over.

She held her breath and leaned into a vertical position, trying to jump out of the circle of poison powder by the shoulders of the enemy soldiers beside her.

However, just as she jumped, a large net fell from the sky and netted her in the middle.

Hmph, just a fishing net to catch your aunt and grandmother?

She picked up the steel knife in her hand, trying to cut through the net.

"Bang!"

The steel knife fell, and she found herself powerless!

Damn, the powder is really poisonous.

She held her breath, she was still poisoned, damn it!

Covered in a moment, she collapsed to the ground.

She saw the enemy troops around her raise their weapons in their hands and lunge at her with a fierce menacing.

Long knives, long swords, and some strange weapons, under the cold light of Xuanyue, flew through the dazzling white light.

She narrowed, her hands hanging at her sides struggling to grab her weapon.

She can't just die like this, she has to get up and fight again.

However, it seems that the strength has been drained.

She could only lie on the ground, unwilling to watch as the enemies grabbed their weapons and pounced on her.

The expected killing did not come.

The sound of the fight was even louder.

She was surprised to find that at some point, another group of people rushed to kill her.

She saw countless heels scurrying around her.

From time to time, someone fell beside her.

When the killing noise around her subsided a little, she saw the feet of a man in black leather boots walking up to her.

At this time, the medicinal properties of that poison are afraid to come up.

Inside her head, she was groggy and her eyes ached, as if she couldn't find focus.

In her blurred vision, she saw the man leaning over beside her.

He was dressed in a golden, colourful suit that looked like armor made of gold.

He held out his hand to her.

His hands, wearing gloves of black ice silk.

He personally lifted the net that had shrouded her.

"Don't panic, this king is not a bad person, and he will take you back to heal later."

His voice is very good.

It is as warm as a spring breeze, and there is an indescribable kindness.

This king?

Yang Ruoqing's drowsy head pondered this title hard.

She opened her mouth and found that she didn't even have the strength to make a sound.

She struggled to keep her eyes open, trying to see what the man who was about to take her looked like.

The pain in his eyes was even worse, as if a needle was pricking.

And the feeling of drowsiness in my head hit me a**.

She didn't hold it after all, her eyelids closed, and she fainted.

……

After Luo Fengtang made arrangements for the group of soldiers he brought out, he turned his horse's head.

One person and one horse, the horse hurried towards the direction of the Peach Blossom Temple.

He had always regarded the horse as his companion and was reluctant to be whipped, but tonight, the whip was whipped on the horse harder and harder.

The horses galloped beneath him, kicking up flying dust along the way.

He couldn't wait to give birth to wings, and he flew to Yang Ruoqing's side at once.

When he hurried back to the road where he had been lurking as fast as he could, he saw corpses all over the ground.

All of them were lying down, and none of them were standing.

He almost fell off his horse.

"Qing'er!"

He let out a roar and rummaged through the pile of corpses.

"Qing'er, Qing'er!"

As he searched, he cried out, from one end to the other, and from that end to this end.

Yang Ruoqing was not found.

His voice was hoarse, and the wounds on his body were bleeding profusely.

But he didn't care about anything.

Still rummaging through the corpses, moving out the ones that were pressed underneath.

He was not afraid of heaven and earth, but at this time, he was so scared that his whole body trembled.

Qing'er, where are you?

He stared blankly, and suddenly, his gaze locked on somewhere ahead.

There, there are footprints of horses' hooves leaving.

Someone went down that road?

That's the road to Licheng, isn't it...... Qing'er was kidnapped by the Black Lotus Sect?

Without thinking much about it, Luo Fengtang turned over and got on the horse again.

Rushing in the direction of Licheng.

Qing'er, you wait for me, I'll save you! End of chapter - >