Seeing that the girl was approaching violently, Li Hong, who wanted to dodge and avoid it, suddenly dispelled his thoughts. A smirk gaunted his dark eyes, and he let the tip of the dagger plunge into his neck, a drop of eerily red blood running down his slender neck across his collarbone and into the bright red collar.

When Ding Ruoyu saw that he had hurt him, he quickly withdrew his right hand, turned his face sideways and stopped looking at him, looking cold: "With your skills, I don't believe you can't dodge." ”

"Yes, you can dodge," Li Hong smiled gracefully, but reached out and wiped the wound indiscriminately, "But I don't believe you're really going to kill me." ”

Ding Ruoyu's heart trembled, and he looked at him again, wanting to confirm the trust in his eyes, but he saw such a scene.

The wound on his neck, which was not much bigger, was torn by him just now, and the blood flowed more and more. Ding Ruoyu couldn't help but say angrily: "What are you messing with? If you don't take yourself seriously, don't expect me to do anything for you in the future! ”

Although he said this, he took the initiative to step forward, tore off the clean gauze he had prepared every day, and bandaged it carefully.

However, a little bitter trick made her anxious and angry, and she seemed to care about him very much in her heart. The smile on the corner of Lihong's mouth grew thicker, but there was a trace of sadness hidden in his eyes. Maybe it won't be long before the person in front of him will help him fulfill that long-cherished wish...... It's just that in the future, I'm afraid I'll never see her again.

Ding Ruoyu's calloused fingertips accidentally touched Lihong's cold skin, and suddenly remembered the scene when they were young. His body is always cold, what the hell is going on? She unconsciously pressed her palm against the pulse around his neck, hoping to send him some heat.

"Ahem......" felt her strangeness, and Li Hong coughed and reminded him, but Ding Ruoyu did not respond. He sighed, grabbed her slender wrist, and said with a smile, "What are you doing?" ”

Ding Ruoyu raised his face, his eyes were as clear as water, and he was so calm that he didn't have a trace of emotion: "I'm thinking, your body temperature is not normal." ”

Her eyes were clear and rational, even a little indifferent, and a little sour suddenly surged from the bottom of her heart.

"By the way, you go to Beiyu Xiangyun City in advance, and it's best to leave early tomorrow morning." He grabbed her wrist and stared at her eyes again, "Find Jiang Guo's proton and tell him my plan...... All the actions after that, he will arrange them. ”

"Then the others ......" Ding Ruoyu struggled to break free.

"I'll send someone to explain it to them." Li Hong smiled, walked towards the tower without looking back, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Ding Ruoyu hung his head and walked back, and came to the big iron gate of the dead camp at dawn the next day. There was a lean horse tethered to the iron railing, and a package on the horse's back, and it was obvious that the national teacher had taken care of everything for her.

At this point, she had no choice but to mount her horse and whip her head. As soon as he recalled Lihong's ruthless words under the Demon Suppression Tower, Ding Ruoyu felt very uncomfortable. If one day he is no longer useful to him, will he also wipe out her existence at will without pain?

She was reluctant to delve into the issue and did not want to know the results. At present, in order to live with dignity in Xiyan Country, she can only stay by his side and try to make him feel that he is beneficial to him.

Until she was able to leave him calmly without worry, and returned to this world as the concubine of Dongping Marquis.

The old things in front of her have nothing to do with her.

Two days later, the eldest prince was about to send an envoy to Yuguo, and Chen Lan also began to prepare. On this day, the Witch Emperor's departure order was finally issued, and she and two other male killers rode on the thousands of miles of horses carefully prepared by the Witch Sect, and traveled straight to Xiangyun City, the capital of the Emperor of Yuguo, day and night.

Chen Lan suddenly remembered the scene when she was first sent to Yuguo many years ago.

At that time, she was only five or six years old, and she didn't know what the net was. Things are not people, and they have been returned over the years, and the prosperity of Xiangyun City is still like the past, but it is no longer the face of the old people. She thought of the fairy-like handsome and elegant King Jiang with a sickly face, the Jin Niang who was as glamorous as a peach and plum on the outside, but helped everyone everywhere, and the old and young who talked and laughed back and forth between the drunken smoke building and the Muhuo Mansion...... Are they all right?

Along the way, because he was not familiar with the two male killers, Chen Lan barely spoke. She guessed that they were probably Flame's henchmen, and one of the purposes of bringing her this time was to see if she had two hearts.

At this moment, they came to a small liquor store to sharpen. After ordering a few dishes casually, Chen Lan thought of Ding Ruoyu, who was supposed to be with her, and asked, "Why didn't Qiao'er go with us?" ”

"I heard that she was assigned another task by the people above." A killer named Arasmo replied to her.

"Ahh......h But when you think about it, the person above is only afraid that it is some elusive adult.

After the meal, they relied on their excellent skills to find a deserted cold palace in the palace to temporarily settle down, looking for an opportunity to assassinate Yan Li.

The sky was getting dark, and the five of them quickly figured out the topography of the palace, and found out that the eldest prince was arranged in Bihai Palace, where Jiang Guo's proton was originally in the palace, and it was Jiang Chenghua who was responsible for receiving Prince Yan this time.

"Yu Siyuan, the emperor of Yuguo, is really an old fox!" Huangyun cursed in a low voice, even if the eldest prince is no longer favored, he can't let a proton prince come to receive him, right? Once something happens, the emperor can put all the blame on Jiang Chenghua's head, and get rid of it quickly.

He felt a little sorry for the unlucky prince he had never met.

This night in the palace feast, the lights are bright. Chen Lan looked at the dark sky, reflecting the brilliant lights and people of the imperial city in the distance, revealing a bit of scarlet like blood.

She clenched the hilt of her sword at her waist.

In the Bihai Palace, Yan Li's face was heavy, and he sat on his knees with Jiang Chenghua, looking at each other and smiling bitterly.

"So, the eldest prince wants this king to help you?" Jiang Chenghua's pale face and eyes were as bright as cold stars.

"If the little king returns safely, he will be grateful in the future." Yan Li's head was bowed, his eyes were deep-set and his face was dull, and it was obvious that he was struggling with the potential crisis.

Jiang Chenghua thought slightly, stroked the lid of the teacup, and asked slowly, "Which killers did the Witch Emperor send?" ”

"There are two great disciples under the Swift Wind Protector Seat, and there is also a killer of the Obsidian Palace." Yan Li himself also sent a secret guard to check and knew the terrifying thing about his opponent this time.

"The Wind Protector of Water, Fire, Earth, and Wind?" Jiang Chenghua's expression was awe-inspiring, the four of them were invincible divine soldiers in recent years, and now there was only one master who could be used by his side, plus Yan Li's personal guard Qingpeng, he could only barely make a tie in the number of people.

But he understood that his two killers, plus Yan Li himself, could not be compared to Desolate Cloud and Jackdaw.

"What is the strength of the Obsidian Hall Killer?" Jiang Chenghua is most worried about this issue now.

Yan Li's eyes sank, and his right fist clenched: "My people have inquired, she is one of the latest batch of young dead soldiers, and her strength is still unknown." ”

"Lihong didn't send anyone to protect you?" Jiang Chenghua was thinking about the strength of both sides in his heart, and suddenly asked.

"Sent, she said that she was the only dead man in the Obsidian Temple who knew witchcraft, but she was also a novice." Yan Li clapped his hands and whispered, "Qiao'er!" ”

Judging by his expression, it was clear that even if he was given ten of his most powerful guards, there was no hope.

The momentum fell behind, and Jiang Chenghua frowned secretly.

Ding Ruoyu, who was dressed in black and had a black veil on his face, suddenly appeared in front of the two of them out of thin air, and suddenly a strange aura spread throughout the Bihai Palace.

The moment Ding Ruoyu appeared, a cold light flashed in Jiang Chenghua's black jade-like eyes, as if something had been confirmed in an instant.

"It's all about creation." He said lightly, closing his eyes, his pale face was unfathomable.

After arranging the manpower, Yan Li extinguished the lights and candles, held the long sword in his hand, and waited for the most dangerous moment to come.

Two hours had passed, and no one had come. Outside the window, the moonlight was completely dim, and it was the darkest hour of the night. There was not a trace of wind between the heavens and the earth, as if time had frozen.

On the beam of the house, among the three people who were faintly ambushed, the jackdaw, who was regarded as the leader, patted Chen Lan on his side at this moment, and shouted in a deep voice: "Kill!" ”

Chen Lan clenched the dagger, seeing that the two of them soon started to fight with the eldest prince and Jiang Chenghua's people, she secretly said that they were working with these people, obviously putting the important matter of taking Yan Li's life on their own bodies.

She no longer thought deeply, stepped on the wall like a ghost, silently bypassed the chaotic crowd, and the blade of the sword snatched the throat of the panicked prince like lightning.

At the moment when he was about to win, the Bihai Palace, which was in full swing, was suddenly enveloped by a chill. That breath overwhelmed everyone, and Chen Lan was especially struggling.

Because of the source of the breath, she was now holding Chen Lan's wrist holding the short sword and maintaining an assassination posture, almost pinching off her weak arm.

Chen Lan endured the pain in his arm and looked up at his opponent without saying a word.

Dressed in black and dressed in black, a black veil obscured the entire face, revealing only two eyes. However, this familiar gaze ......

When the woman in black saw the face of the girl under the swaying moonlight who endured pain, her eyes also flashed with a little recognition.

She nodded at Chen Lan, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

"Why are you ......," Yan Li exclaimed in disbelief at this moment.

He thought that the danger had passed, but when he saw that the people arranged by Lihong had defected on the spot, he felt that the general trend had gone, and he committed suicide by chewing his tongue without waiting for Chen Lan to make a move.

"Don't you want to struggle even a little?" Chen Lan felt deeply sorry for him. But he still stepped forward, and in order to prevent him from dying, he made another stab in his throat to confirm that the throat had been cut.

Huang Yun, who was originally closest to Chen Lan, happened to witness this scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he scolded angrily in a low voice: "The most poisonous woman's heart, don't let it go even if she dies!" ”

Qingpeng, who was fighting with the jackdaw, saw that his master was dead, and he couldn't die anymore, so he also drew his sword and killed himself.

Chen Lan glanced at the barren clouds and smiled sweetly: "The task is complete, let's withdraw!" ”

She looked back at the dark place in the corner of the house, stopped talking, stepped on the window lattice on tiptoe, and left the Bihai Palace with the jackdaws and others.

After a long time, two figures, a man and a woman, walked out of the shadow of the backlight.

The man lit a candle lamp and looked at the mess in the house, and his pale face became more and more handsome in the dim light, it was Jiang Chenghua. He kicked Yan Li's tragically dead corpse with his foot, looked at the woman lightly and said, "Ruthless, hiding a knife in your smile, you can pay more attention to that little girl." ”

"Why did the prince tell Qiao'er this?" Ding Ruoyu pulled off his veil and smiled slightly.

Jiang Chenghua's eyes were meaningful: "You are Lihong's good sister, I'm afraid of offending him." ”

This answer is obviously not what Ding Ruoyu wants.