Qiu Yue's eyes were blank, puzzled, and incredulous.

The expression on his face is tangled and complicated, and his heart is also uncomfortable, I can't tell what it's like!

But slowly, the sad, sad, and incomprehensible expression on Qiu Yue's face unfolded again, a sense of relief appeared on her face, and a touch of relief gradually surged in her eyes.

It's just that the tears in Qiu Yue's eyes still kept pouring out, and together with the rain, they kept dripping on her body.

Luo Qingying couldn't speak for a long time because of his words, Ye Huaian didn't want to bring any trouble to Luo Qingying because of him, but he was even more afraid that he would lose her.

"Now, are you going to continue to hide it from me?!"

"I ......"

Just when Ye Huai'an hesitated and didn't know how to answer, in the forest around them, there was a sudden strange sound, and after a while, a group of black-clothed people wearing black-colored tights and veils on their faces appeared around the two, and instantly surrounded the two.

Ye Huai'an subconsciously protected Luo Qingying behind him, pulled out the soft sword at his waist, and looked at these uninvited guests with a vigilant face.

These black-clothed men didn't say anything, and after besieging the two, they then drew their respective weapons and approached the two of them, making ruthless and decisive moves, and ruining their lives.

Their purpose is very clear, that is, they are here to get rid of Qingying or Ye Huai'an.

Luo Qingying watched these black people's deadly and ruthless moves, and a strange look flashed in her eyes, but now she didn't have time to think about it, so she quickly bent down and picked up the umbrella she had just dropped, held it horizontally in front of her, used it as a weapon, and fought side by side with Ye Huai'an.

The self-preservation skills that Luo Qingying learned from Bai Xiao are definitely more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but for some masters, they are a little more than capable of strength, but even so, Luo Qingying doesn't want to let herself become a burden to Ye Huai'an.

waved the umbrella in his hand decisively and neatly, and did his best to resolve some crises, so as to reduce Ye Huai'an's burden.

Judging from the moves of these people, it is obvious that they are a group of people who have undergone special training, either soldiers who march and fight in the barracks, or a group of people with special status.

If it is on weekdays, it is absolutely effortless to deal with these people, but the injuries Ye Huaian suffered last time are not yet complete, even if his strength is still strong, it is obviously a little difficult compared to before.

Luo Qingying, who was protected by Ye Huai'an, was also worried about this.

"Stop fighting, let's go."

Seeing a glimmer of life in the ruthless and vicious offensive of these black-clothed people, Luo Qingying casually threw the umbrella out and grabbed Ye Huai'an, Ye Huai'an then understood what Luo Qingying meant, stretched out his hand to hold Luo Qingying, and quickly escaped from the encirclement of these black people.

These black-clothed men obviously refused to give up easily, and immediately flew up and chased after Luo Qingying and Ye Huai'an.

What just flowed from Qiu Yue's eyes were tears of relief, and now, they were bitter tears of horror and fear!

After these black-clothed people chased Luo Qingying and Ye Huai'an out of here, Qiu Yue finally relieved herself from her fear, threw down the rain gear in her hand, and hurriedly ran back towards the Temple of Mercy and Grace.