Jialan learned to draw sheng to speak, and as he spoke, tears suddenly flowed from his mandarin duck eyes. He kissed her forehead and said in a trembling voice: "Lady, you have to wake up quickly, you still have to watch Su Su grow up, teach him to read and reason, I am a killer, ......what can I teach him?"

However, Hua Sheng's eyes were only half-open, motionless, and there was still no response.

Jialan just wanted to pick her up and rush to the Tianshu faction.

Suddenly, several shadows flashed, reflected in the broken windows of the mountain temple.

A flash of vitality flashed, Jialan's eyes lit up, and he blocked it back, and his vitality suddenly shattered.

Jialan covered the quilt on Huasheng's body, set an enchantment around it, and said softly: "Lady, come back for your husband." ”

He stepped out of the threshold, and in front of him, more than a dozen disciples of the Moon Palace were dressed in white, with cold faces, without saying a word, clearly coming to take Jialan's life.

His charming mandarin duck eyes flashed with a heavy murderous aura in the night, and a round of slender scimitars like crescents flashed in Jialan's hand, and sneered: "Invite Moon Palace is really well-informed, and you all know exactly where I'm going." ”

"Jialan, we will desecrate the Heavenly Power of the Moon Palace, and correct the law on the spot!"

The vitality of Jialan's body exploded instantly, his blonde hair flew, and he injected all the vitality into the scimitar in his hand, fighting to the death!

In the dark night, the sword light was cold, blood droplets were flying, and his figure was like a ghost, shuttling through the crowd, each knife was a hit to the vital point, and it was instantly fatal.

One husband should be closed, and ten thousand people can't be opened! Like the god of war!

He told himself.

- Can't die.

He still needs to take care of it. Su Su was still waiting for him in the Palace of Eternal Life.

He also has to be with Huasheng and accompany Susu. He also wants to be like Xiao Xian, who has three thousand merits and eight hundred lines, and washes himself into the sins all over his body......

But......

The disciples of the Moon Palace were well-trained, and they lined up the formation and besieged Jialan.

Countless Dao Yuan Qi pierced through his body, and in an instant, a large amount of blood splattered, and the blood flowed like a river......

His shirt was stained with blood, and blood flowed from the festering wound that had not healed before, and he tore the strip of cloth from his clothes, wrapped the handle of his knife tightly around his hand, and tightened it with his teeth.

The disciples of the Inviting Moon Palace had a solemn expression, and wave after wave of attacks hit him fiercely and strongly, making him powerless to fight back.

Jialan was on her knees, gasping for breath, clenching her teeth, one eye was blurred, and her vision was scarlet.

After all, two fists are hard to beat four hands...... He himself knew very well that the other party was all at the level of pure gold, and all of them were armed with powerful magic weapons, and he had no chance of winning at all.

"Uncle—"

It was as if he had suddenly heard a clear call.

And suddenly—

He looked up to the sky and roared, the scarf flew fiercely, the vitality of the veins was stirred, and the wind swept -

In an instant, the explosion was deafening, leaving only ashes in its wake—

After a few moments, the surrounding area was once again dead silent, and there were almost shattered corpses in the Inviting Moon Palace.

Fang Cai's blow exhausted all of Jialan's vitality. He didn't have time to breathe, and staggered to the side of the painting sheng.

Blood dripped from her body.

He gasped, took out his handkerchief tremblingly, and wiped her little face little by little, "Lady, it's okay...... It's all right......"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from his ears, "Second brother! ”

Outside the mountain temple, a snow wolf fell from the sky, and before it could settle down, Huai Ze turned over and jumped down, almost running over with a roll.

(End of chapter)