Seventy-two You are still alive

Hongyu rushed out of the greeting procession, and the men in black swarmed up, surrounding him like locusts.

Lu Qingyu took off the hijab, and the curtains of the sedan chair were dead, and he didn't dare to scream loudly, for fear of distracting him.

When she first knew his identity as a young master, her heart was not so hung on him. When she got on the sedan chair, she didn't feel how excited she was to marry him. It's like two people who get along every day, and it seems to be a natural thing to be together.

But at this critical moment of life and death, one of her hearts suddenly clenched tightly, and suddenly she didn't want him to be hurt, she didn't want him to be in any danger, and she couldn't wait to replace him.

But there is still a sense of reason, she knows that she can't delay at this time, and she must not disturb his mind.

Shan Wei's side was also entangled with the man in black, but fortunately, the scholar behind Shan Wei blocked the attack of the man in black with one enemy and ten.

Shan Wei saw that the people in black were all rushing towards Hongyu, and shouted at the crowd, "Protect the young master!" ”

So in the greeting procession, there were four or five figures flying towards Hongyu's side.

There are a few fewer people on the sedan chair, and no one cares, after all, the target of the group of people in black is their young master.

At this moment, suddenly from a window on the second floor of the restaurant, several black shadows flew out, like a peng spreading its wings towards the sedan chair.

Shan Wei exclaimed, "Protect the bride!" ”

He didn't expect the person behind the scenes to be so cunning, and he knew the young master's feelings for Lu Qingyu. If Lu Qingyu is caught today, the young master they have worked so hard to recognize will definitely save this girl regardless of their own safety, and they will have to work hard to save the young master at that time.

So, he made a decision on the spot.

Seeing that the scholar was still defending him, Shan Wei was so angry that he pushed him away, "Go and protect the bride." ”

Although the scholar was puzzled, he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to run in the direction of Lu Qingyu.

The man in black fell from the sky and landed on Lu Qingyu's sedan chair, and with a stroke of the big knife, he smashed the canopy of the sedan chair and went straight to Lu Qingyu inside.

Lu Qingyu didn't expect someone to sneak attack her at all, so in a hurry, she screamed out, and raised her hand to sprinkle out a handful of powder.

The man in black didn't expect that the bride still had something in his hand on this happy day, and one of them couldn't dodge it, and he planted it from the top of the sedan chair with a loud cry.

In such a moment, Lu Qingyu won the first opportunity.

Hongyu in the distance, who was killing with red eyes, heard this exclamation, and immediately grabbed the big knife of a man in black, and slashed it into the air, and saw the knife flashing, and everywhere he went, pieces flew red.

Seeing this, the man in black said secretly: Sure enough, he is worthy of his name, and he is worthy of being the first dead soldier under Prime Minister Yu.

Just looking at this bloody red, he was terrified, and the movements of his subordinates couldn't help but slow down, and Hongyu's big knife slashed over in an instant.

He couldn't dodge, and one arm with half of his shoulder was suddenly unloaded by the big knife, and before the person could scream, he had been wrapped around his neck by Hongyu's horsewhip and dragged behind.

The other three or four men in black looked at each other, their legs weak. I heard that Ah Hong is the most powerful dead soldier under Prime Minister Yu, and five or six people died in the blink of an eye, and even their leader can't survive, they, they, can they still fight?

But if they don't fight, the eldest lady will definitely not be able to spare them when they go back.

Gritting their teeth, the men in black picked up their broadswords and rushed forward.

"I can't help myself!" Hongyu turned back on the horse, the corners of his mouth hooked up an evil smile, and flicked the horsewhip, and the man in black who was the leader was like a kite with a broken string, rolling towards the man in black behind him.

When those people looked at it, they saw that half of their bodies were gone, their necks were broken in half, their heads were on the other shoulder in a strange posture, their bloody faces were bloody, and their eyes were as wide as copper bells.

Even they, who are accustomed to seeing all kinds of dead people, dare not take another look.

When they woke up from the shock and looked up, Hongyu had already run away on horseback, and they suddenly let out a long breath, feeling a sense of relief for the rest of their lives.

The sedan chair is surrounded by people in black, who are fighting with the people of the Holy Witch Clan, those people in black seem to be more ruthless than Fang Cai's group, causing deaths, but in a few rounds, the people of the Holy Witch Clan are all hanging colors, and the situation is very bad!

Lu Qingyu was frightened, holding a handful of mandala powder in his hand, planning to aim at the man in black, but everyone was entangled together, and he really couldn't start.

When I was anxious, I heard the sound of horses' hooves, and when I looked up, I saw one person and one rider, red clothes and black mane, hunting in the wind.

Lu Qingyu's eyes were moist, he was fine, he returned safely.

Hong Yu rushed into the crowd with a vicious aura, and the long knife in his hand flew over, and in an instant, the enemy and I were separated.

The man in black fell down like a grain man, and the people of the Holy Witch Clan stood there in disbelief with their bloody swords.

Lu Qingyu couldn't hold back any longer, rushed out of the sedan chair, and staggered over.

Hongyu turned over and dismounted, and stepped forward with open arms.

The two of them hugged each other tightly, and they were fascinated by the bloody corpses.

"Woo, I thought you wouldn't be able to come back......" Lu Qingyu cried for a while before he remembered to complain, and the two pink fists were pounded in his arms, crying breathlessly.

God knows why she is so vulnerable, seeing that Hongyu doesn't care about anything.

Hongyu's big hand gently stroked her back, and there was only one sentence left in his mouth, "It's me who is bad, it's me who is not good!" ”

On a good day, such a bloody and thrilling thing happened, and a woman was frightened. His woman is really strong.

Mr. Shan Wei looked at this scene and sighed quietly: Looking at this posture, the young master can't let go of the woman next to him in his heart, what should he do in the future, when the great cause is successful?

In the private room on the second floor, Yu Ziyuan frowned, holding the window lattice with both hands, eager to use all her strength to break the window lattice: How can her dead man hug other women?

Behind him, a dark figure staggered to its knees, not saying a word.

Yu Ziyuan slowly turned around, looked up at that beautiful face, and for a long time, Fang snorted coldly, "Waste! ”

The man in black trembled, but said nothing.

Once you are scolded by your master as a waste, it means that there is no place for it, and it is redundant to live.

He knelt there, motionless.

He didn't want to die like this, he was really unwilling. There is still an old mother in the family, if he dies, who will take care of him?

Although the eldest lady controls their life and death, he doesn't turn a blind eye.

Yu Ziyuan waited for a moment, but didn't see him take any action, so she couldn't help but sneer, "What's the matter, I'm afraid?" ”

The man in black stumbled, "Miss, it's not that I'm useless, it's that Ah Hong is too powerful!" ”

Of course, Yu Ziyuan knew that Ah Hong was the most powerful, otherwise, he would not have been able to be the emperor in his previous life!

If he wasn't good, how could she do anything to catch him?