Chapter 248: Not a Great Joy

"What's wrong?" Xie Li looked back and looked at Xiao Yi with some concern.

Subconsciously snapped Xiao Yi's wrist, and found that his pulse was thunderous, urgent and fast, but unorganized.

"You'll have to go faster later." Xiao Yi gently dropped a kiss on Xie Li's forehead, "It's me who is too conceited." ā€

Upstairs, there was a hint of joy in her delicate and charming eyes.

It's not in vain that she has been tortured so much in King Huan's mansion, His Royal Highness King Huan is really "knowing everything and saying everything".

If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Yat was in good health, why would she have been wandering in that dark prison for so many days.

Linglong looked at Xiao Yi, the redder the red clothes, the whiter the handsome face, and on top of this miserable whiteness, a strange flush quickly appeared, and under this red, there seemed to be a bag like a drumbeat, writhing wildly.

Then, in front of everyone's eyes, Xiao Yi spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

The internal force was frantically moving, and he knelt on one knee with a "bang", and the blood at the corner of his lips dripped on the bright red robe, which was strangely fused together.

"Xiao Yi!" Xie Li grabbed Xiao Yi's hand and looked at him a little bewildered, "What's wrong with you?" ā€

The delicate beauty has tears in her eyes, like a pear blossom with rain in spring.

Xiao Yi wanted to touch Xie Li's head, and told the girl in front of him with a smile that he was fine, but now he was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to breathe, so he could only keep the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

There seemed to be thousands of stars falling in his eyes, and he slipped into the world like meteors.

Xie Li pounced on Xiao Yi and hugged him, turned to the guards around him and said sharply: "There is no forgiveness for killing!" ā€

The big red hijab flew in the wind, and with Xie Li's order, everything around seemed to be slowed down, the sound of the impact of a sword and a sword was so clear and audible, and the low roar of the guards was so familiar and unfamiliar.

Xie Li stubbornly helped Xiao Yi up and slowly retreated step by step.

She couldn't leave Xiao Yat here alone, she had to take Xiao Yat away.

Behind him is the sea of blood, and in front of him is the dying lover in his arms. Xie Li gritted his teeth, only hoping that the guards behind him could resist for a long time.

However, if you have mental arithmetic or no intention, after all, you are one step short of chess, and you will lose the whole game.

Xiao Jing, who was standing far away, looked coldly at the pair of people who were moving forward step by step not far away, the mockery and coldness in his eyes were like a sharp sword, easily cutting through Xie Li's last defense.

Xie Li glanced back, and couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

Xiao Jing's hand is the Blue Feather Qingluan Arrow.

The bow was drawn full, and the arrows glowed a strange blue glow in the winter sun. The blue light seemed to be a little aggressive and sharp, and at a glance, Teaching Xie Li was like falling into an ice cellar, unable to get out.

Through the fight, Xie Li looked at the light hook of the corner of Xiao Jing's mouth, "Ah Li, come to me." ā€

It sounded in Xie Li's ears almost like a Sanskrit sound, and she saw that the bow and arrows were getting fuller and fuller, and she was getting harder and harder......

As soon as his hand was loosened, Xiao Yi was quietly placed on the ground by Xie Li.

Xiao Yi's eyes widened and he stared at Xie Li.

"You...... Want...... Do what!! His eyes filled with tears and he screamed hoarsely, "I—I won't allow ......"

Xie Li's eyes moved slightly, he looked down at Xiao Yi, and smiled.

This smile seems to be a trickle of ice and snow melting in spring, and it is like the peach blossoms of the mountain temple in "the world is full of fragrant flowers in April", with a desperate and suffocating heartbeat.

"They're prepared, Ah Yi." Xie Li's lips touched the hot forehead, and a slightly cool teardrop fell on Xiao Yi's cheeks.

"Only I ......"

"No......" has always felt that this poison is good or Gu, as long as he is still alive in the world, there is still hope for everything.

But now, he hated the man who poisoned him.

If he had to live and leave, he would rather die!

Looking at Xiao Yi's eyes, the smile on the corner of Xie Li's lips did not fall, "Don't worry, I will come back." ā€

After saying that, Xie Li stood up, his back straight, and the thousands of tenderness in his eyes seemed to be frozen, leaving only a dead lake.

Xiao Jing looked at the corners of Xie Li's mouth and moved slightly: "Let him go, I'll go with you." ā€

The bow and arrow in his hand were like heavy shackles, and Xiao Jing was a little confused for a moment: Why did he have to be Xie Li?

He looked at Xiao Yat lying on the ground like a lamb to the slaughter.

Forget it, if it is delayed for a long time, I am afraid that things will change.

So he hooked his lips and smiled, turned his hand and put the blue feather Qingluan arrow aside, and stretched out his hand towards Xie Li through the blood rain.

Xie Li stood still and did not move, Xiao Jing raised his horse under his crotch, like a sharp sword rushing towards Xie Li from the fighting crowd.

Xie Li glanced back for the last time, and saw that King Huan and his people had rushed over not far behind him.

Her heart moved slightly, but she was captured by Xiao Jing on the horse in the flash of light.

Both hands were clasped by Xiao Jing's one hand, and the breath of the strange man lingered on his side, Xie Li heard Xiao Jing sigh and said softly: "Ah Li, I will be good to you." ā€

As soon as his words fell, Ye Feng, who had already killed red eyes, suddenly jumped up, and the long sword in his hand was aimed directly at Xiao Jing's throat.

Xiao Jing smiled coldly, and shrank back suddenly, and the long sword was aimed at Xie Li's throat.

Xie Li couldn't avoid it, and he watched the long sword stop only an inch away from his throat, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted: "Heart! ā€

The sword aura was like a rainbow, cutting through the white skin on Xie Li's neck, and blood rolled down like a bead.

However, behind him, Xiao Jing had already backhanded the blue feather Qingluan arrow in his hand, and the arrow stabbed Ye Feng's chest mercilessly.

He seemed to pause in mid-air, then fell to the ground like a cannonball, kicking up a puff of dust.

Xie Li closed his eyes, and then raised his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes was even worse, "Xiao Jing, if you hurt people again, I guarantee that you-won't survive until now." ā€

The big deal is the burning of jade.

Xiao Jing smiled, and spit out a sentence coldly like a snake hyacinth: "Don't worry, I will wait until I am good with your fellow cultivator." ā€

With all the strength in his hand, the dagger that Xie Li hid in his sleeve fell into his hand, Zheng hugged Xie Li's stiff body, and Xiao Jing made a big turn and rode towards the back.

Xiao Yi watched Xie Li disappear into a cloud of dust, and finally a large pool of blood came out, and the pupils gradually began to lose focus.

"Ah...... Li ...... "When King Huan and Qingchen rushed to Xiao Yi's side, they could only dimly hear Xiao Yi's inaudible murmur.

"Xiao Yi!" Qingchen quickly sealed Xiao Yi's three major acupuncture points and patted Xiao Yi's face vigorously.

Xiao Yi saw Qingchen's face dimly, and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Then, the consciousness fell into a dark darkness