Chapter 67: Reunion

Galo "chuckled" in his heart, quickly looked around, and quickly locked on to the target.

I saw a mysterious figure take the distracted Han Qingluo away from the chaotic battlefield and easily climbed onto the eaves.

The corners of his lips unconsciously evoke a smile of joy:

He's coming!

……

The brain is blank, and the whole body is not under its control.

Han Qingluo watched as the familiar but no longer recognized face approached him fiercely...... Fear made the sparkle in the corners of his eyes unstoppably slide down his blood-stained cheeks.

She shuddered, and the ugly face in her pupils grew larger......

"Whew!"

A whistling wind appeared out of thin air.

swept her dirty hair, alarmed her eyelashes that had been open for a long time, and made Han Qing close her eyes subconsciously.

As the blackened, rotting palm was about to cover her entire face, a lightning-fast figure lifted her out of danger and held her firmly in his arms.

The smell of blood seemed to be replaced by a faint floral scent, and the terrifying roar in his ears gradually died down, and even the expected attack seemed to disappear into thin air.

All that was left was the sound of the cloak hunting, and a body as solid as steel.

Han Qingluo's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the fragrance of flowers lingering in her nose was so familiar that she quickly remembered its name in her mind: gardenia......

Oh, no!

Han Qingluo quickly dismissed the idea.

In the next second, the name that automatically jumped into his mind made Han Qingluo's heartbeat suddenly skip a beat.

Ginger orchid ......

This is the smell of ginger orchids!

Her brow furrowed slightly, and she tilted her head back in disbelief......

In her memory, she quickly searched for the fragments of memories about this resolute jaw, and as she slowly pieced them together, the familiar face in her memory made the corners of her lips irrepressibly curl like crying and laughing.

Looking down the well-defined chin, it was still the tightly closed, unusually thin lip flap, and perhaps, when it opened and closed, the rather mean words could be heard.

The tall nose was still a non-negligible part of his perfect face, like the sword he carried, sharp and straight.

Under the reddish pupils, there was the familiar purple gold, and the gaze in his eyes was still so sharp, looking straight ahead, without the slightest flicker because of the chaos of the outside world.

Is this a dream?

Han Qingluo looked at it stupidly, constantly asking himself in his heart.

But the clear and palpable sense of touch made her feel that it was not a dream, it was real.

When I let go of my twisted hands, my palms were already soaked with cold sweat, and they were as cool as an ice cellar.

She slowly reached out and wrapped her arms around her solid waist, resting her head happily on her thick chest, and suddenly heard a slow, solid heartbeat in her ears.

Because of this sound, all the Jiaxiang in his heart broke and scattered like foam, leaving only bland joy, and the downward arc of the corner of his lips gradually rose up: it turns out that he is still there!

I could feel the changes in the person in my arms, Jue's purple-gold eyes shook almost invisibly, the tightly pursed lip line unconsciously extended to both sides, and the strength of her arms around her unconsciously made a little softer.

Landing smoothly on the roof, Jue carefully placed Han Qingluo in his arms on the safe ridge.

The moment was as long as a century, as short as an eyelid up and down.

"It's not a dream, is it?"

Han Qingluo stared at Jue's face and muttered to himself.

Jue looked at her stupid appearance, the curvature of the corners of her lips couldn't help but get bigger, and she raised her hand to cut the broken hair stuck to one of her cheeks behind her ear: "I'm sorry to make you sad." ”

When that familiar voice came into his ears, the tears that Han Qingluo had accumulated in his eyes could no longer hold back and fall out, and the smile on the corners of his lips gradually dissipated.

"Wow!"

Suddenly hugging the tall man in front of him, Han Qingluo cried like a little daughter.

"Why lie to me, you're dead!"

"Why didn't you write me a letter for so long!"

"Why did you abandon me!"

"Why!"

"Woo woo woo ......"

Han Qingluo's crying questions swept Jue's ears one after another, he only hugged her tightly and did not answer, and the heavy beatings from behind him made him unconsciously lower his eyes and feel guilty.

"I'm sorry!"

He lightly opened his lips and used the word "guilt" for Han Qingluo to express his inner emotions.

"Excuse me, is it useful?"

Han Qingluo hugged him, took a breath, his tone was complaining, and tears flowed from his face and nose.

After a while, stabilizing her emotions, she wiped the dirt on her face with the back of her hand, and looked at Jue with a pair of blue eyes.

Jue frowned slightly, looking at her and didn't know how to speak, so he had to lower his eyes and not look at her, and when he saw her in the chaotic figure, he only felt his heart stagnate.

She had changed a lot, her once delicate body had become harder, and she was no longer the smiling and innocent appearance she had in the Night Castle.

In the three years since she left him, she seems to have been polished more resolute by the years, and she has her own invisible armor.

Looking at her appearance of fighting bravely to kill the enemy, Jue felt for a moment that she could no longer find the figure she used to be.

But when she cried in her arms, her fragile appearance told herself that she was still the same person she used to be, but she had grown up......

Han Qingluo stared at Jue's cold face, her eyes were full of gentle and watery light, her throat moved, and she moved the hand around his waist to his neck, and brought it down......

When the warmth and coldness touched together, those purple-gold eyes were full of surprise, and the slight tremor was enough to show the uneasiness and panic in his heart, and the hand around her waist did not feel tightened.

The warmth only stayed on the lips for a while, and then left suddenly, and the residual heat remaining on the lip flap still made Jue feel some inexplicable palpitations.

The culprit also seemed to be confused by his actions, staring at a pair of blue eyes, unable to say a word for a long time.

Jue looked at Han Qingluo, his gaze uncontrollably moved to her slightly opened lips, looked at her in a daze for a while, and moved the hand holding her waist to the back of her head.

Gently put it in his arms, lowered his head, and kissed it deeply.

This time it was the turn of the "initiator" to be stunned, and the cold touch made her pupils shrink, and she stupidly accepted the gentle touch from Jue.

The stunned body made the corners of Jue's lips can't help but evoke a prankster smile, and the hand that was holding her head was a little more in.

He closed his eyes and continued his movements, his expression seeming to be more enjoyable.

seems to be driven by Jue, Han Qingluo began to calm down the panic in his heart, closed his eyes like him, and gradually got better under the leadership of Jue, the "old fritter......

Just when everything was wonderful, Jue suddenly let go of Han Qingluo, the gentleness in his eyes was sharp, and he was full of fierceness in an instant, and he pulled out the sword on his waist and threw it in front of him.

With a "poof", a demon who tried to sneak up on them was hit in the heart by a sword, and instantly turned into a pile of ashes and scattered from the eaves.

"Spoiled!" Jue cursed in a low voice, took his sword back, and handed it to Han Qingluo: "Can you protect us?" ”

Han Qingluo looked at him in a daze, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses and nodded excitedly.

Jue gave her a trusting gaze, and then shouted to the side: "Bow and arrow!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuke suddenly appeared out of thin air, brought a bow and arrows, and handed them to Jue.

"Long time no see, Han Qingluo!"

You Ke glanced at Han Qingluo and Jue meaningfully, and said with a ruffian smile.

Han Qingluo turned his head unnaturally, and replied in a low voice, "Long time no see, Yuke." ”

Jue glanced at Yuke and said coldly, "Why don't you go and support the others?" ”

Yuke grinned and dodged onto the other rooftops.

The zombies below can't come up to the roof, but that doesn't mean the demons can't, they began to quietly climb the wall to sneak up on the blood clan on the roof.

Jue's purple-golden eyes appeared dark red, drew his bow, and aimed the arrows in his hand at the demons who were constantly surging in the distance, almost instantaneous, and every shot could destroy an enemy.

Han Qingluo on the side was stunned: Is this the power of the thousand-year-old blood clan?

Surprise is surprise, with Jue's blessing, Han Qingluo also became more and more courageous, as if there was inexhaustible strength in his body, shouldering the heavy responsibility of protecting Jue and himself.

Under her swinging and slashing sword after sword, none of the demons were able to successfully get close to them.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

……

Suddenly, countless flaming arrows shot at the demons who were climbing the walls, lighting up the entire night sky.

All the fierce fighting bloods looked forward, and they all showed joyful eyes.

Reinforcements are coming!

I saw countless figures pouring in from both sides outside the city.

Reinforcements from the remaining five clans arrived at the most critical moment!

Garlo stabbed a demon who had just climbed up, and stood up to look at the huge procession.

At this time, the zombies on the street were also completely incapacitated because of the fall of the demons who controlled them, and fell to the ground in large numbers, like robots that died instantly, without the ability to threaten.

Simmore's archers are the first to use magic to create rockets and shoot demons continuously. The rest of the clans are not good at fighting, and they are all fully armed to deal with the remaining zombies and demons.

With the help of the reinforced blood clans, all the blood clans wiped out most of the demons with minimal losses, and the rest of the demons who took the opportunity to escape, in order to prevent the unknown lurking, they did not plan to pursue.

All the mutated companions can only endure the pain and deal with it all, ending their painful lives.

In this chaotic battle, the overall losses of the two Demon Secret parties were very huge, and if reinforcements hadn't arrived in time, they might not have been able to retreat in their entirety.

At the end of the battle, the noise also came to an abrupt end, and for a moment, the whole city was filled with the silence of nothingness.

The stench of burning and the smell of decay enveloped this place of death, and the humans in the city were also affected in this melee, almost completely wiped out.

The joy of the Blood's victory was soon swallowed up by the invisible aura of death......