"Master."

Shuofeng opened his mouth and reminded Ye Mohan, Ye Mohan's heart was slightly restrained, and he looked forward along Shuofeng's advance.

Above the night dome, a crescent moon just reached the dome.

The white moonlight shone straight down, through the thin needles of the pine trees, and fell to the ground.

On the ground, there were more than a dozen corpses, and the air was filled with a smell of blood.

Blood and moonlight merge to sparkle with an eerie yet enchanting sheen.

Ye Mohan and Xiao Hei glanced at each other, and each other's expressions became more and more gloomy and solemn.

Xiao Hei and Liu Qing stepped forward to check, while Shuo Feng accompanied Ye Mohan, alerting to whether there were other centaurs around.

Xiao Hei checked the wounds of the man in black, and many of them were killed with a single sword, either stabbed in the chest and heart, or sealed in the throat.

It can be seen that the other party is very anxious and wants to get rid of these people.

Leng Yue's level of sword use is limited, so after Xiao Hei checked the wounds of several people, he had a rough idea in his heart.

It should be the hand of Ye Jiuchen.

It's just that who are these men in black?

Gang up with those Assassins?

But if there are so many people, why is there only one who goes to assassinate Ye Lan, and these people want to assassinate Ye Jiuchen here?

The same problem, Liu Qing also thought of it after examining the wound, and immediately reported it to Ye Mohan.

Ye Mohan's pair of sword eyebrows were tightly knotted together.

Here, Xiao Hei had already taken off the face cloth of the man in black, and carefully searched the body of the man in black, but there was no obvious information that could prove the identity of these people.

Xiao Hei stood up and shook his head at Ye Mohan.

Ye Mohan thought for a little for two seconds, and immediately came up with an idea.

"Let's move on."

After that, the group of privates, taking advantage of the moonlight, continued to march quickly into the depths of the dense forest.

……

Next to the cliff, Leng Yue had just dodged a rain of arrows.

She didn't have a sword-like weapon on her body, only a short knife left by the original owner, even if she reacted quickly and moved too fast, but such a round of arrows rained down, she was still a little unable to parry.

Leng Yue hid behind a boulder, breathing rapidly, and her back and forehead were already wet with sweat. The hair is messy and sticks to the sideburns, but it takes advantage of a pair of eyes to get brighter and brighter.

Although her face was still pale and cold, Leng Yue knew very well in her heart that if there was another wave, she would probably not be able to withstand it.

Horse-stepping!

The dignified female soldier king of the 21st century, how can she explain here so unclearly?

Who's who?

Is it Yelan's? Jiang's? Or is it the prince of the night Sibai? Or is it a dog thing that he doesn't know is inadvertently blocking his way?

Thinking about it this way, Leng Yue's whole person is not good.

How did you unconsciously become so many enemies?

Hug yourself, a weak and helpless little pitiful.

No way!

No, go on like this!

Leng Yue took a deep breath and was thinking about how to get out of the current predicament, when suddenly there were footsteps behind her that approached quickly.

Leng Yue stared, and when she turned around, she saw a blade shining with cold light, attacking straight towards her.

Leng Yue instinctively leaned back, watching the tip of the sword rub against the tip of her nose, and she dodged the sword.

Seeing that a sword did not stab Leng Yue, the other party withdrew his sword momentum and stabbed at Leng Yue with another sword.

Leng Yue relied on the big stone and narrowly dodged again.

The cold eyes looked at each other.

It was the same assassin just now.

Fortunately, he was seriously injured, so his sword strength and strength were weaker than usual. This gave Leng Yue a chance to dodge.

Leng Yue's mother sold it in her heart.

It's all hurt like this grandma, and she still doesn't let go of herself, how much do you want to die?

Thinking of this, a light suddenly flashed under Leng Yue's eyes.

Then he ended his dodge strategy and pretended to confront the other party head-on.

At the same time, I also have to tense my nerves, and watch out for those archers on the peak on the right side of the peak who are waiting for an opportunity.

Leng Yue used her short sword to confront the assassin as she retreated towards the dense forest behind her with an expressionless face.

"I think you should go bandage it first."

A sword stabbed out, and Leng Yue said without being salty.

The assassin was stunned.

Leng Yue took advantage of the gap and stabbed the assassin in the chest with another sword.

Seeing this, the assassin hurriedly protected his chest with the sword in his hand.

The tip of Leng Yue's sword touched the assassin's sword, making a "clanging" sound.

And those on the top of the peak, who were full of bows and ready to release arrows, could not do it for a while.

Leng Yue uses a short sword, so he and the assassins are close combat, and if they don't care about the arrows now, then they will inevitably hurt the assassins.

So they can only hold their swords and draw their bows, ready to look for opportunities at any time.

Leng Yue's sword body was bounced back, but he was not annoyed at all, he still had a dull face, and continued to speak unhurriedly.

"If you continue like this, I'm really worried, and before you can kill me, you bleed to death yourself."

When the assassin heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was stimulated by the cold moon, and the attack in his hand became more and more fierce.

Not at all like a wounded man!

And Leng Yue's intention is to provoke him and let him attack him all the time, he can't beat him, he can't beat himself, it has become an established fact, so he has to use his fierce offensive to help him retreat to a safe area.

One against a bunch of bows and arrows?

It's not the thousand-armed Guanyin who is riding the horse!

At first, things went according to Cold Moon's plan, but after a few moves, the assassin seemed to sense Cold Moon's intentions, and with the advantage of his light skills, he jumped and flew directly above Cold Moon's head and landed behind Cold Moon.

The long sword in his hand also stabbed at Leng Yue's heart.

Leng Yue didn't have to look back to know what the dog was going to do when it flew behind her!

But it's not okay not to run.

If you don't run, your back will be pierced by someone's sword.

In desperation, Leng Yue had no choice but to move forward quickly and dodge the sword momentum behind him.

And the people at the top of the peak saw that they had an opportunity and released arrows one after another.

Leng Yue watched the top of her head fall down, like raindrops, fine and dense, avoiding the unavoidable bow and arrow, and panicked in her heart......

No, no, no, it's not a batch, it's hundreds of thousands of batches.

The tip of the arrow that glowed with green fluorescence was getting closer and closer to him, and Leng Yue stood in place, looking at the arrow close to him in his sight, as if he was watching an IMAX3D movie.

However, from beginning to end, there was no trace of fear on her face.

It's just that my mother sells batches in my heart.

Could it be that I really want to die in the hands of these cold weapons today?

However, if I die here, will I travel back?

it!

Thinking about it like this, Leng Yue's whole person swelled.

However, in the blink of an eye, I thought of Leng Chi, Mrs. Leng, as well as Zhu'er, Xiaobai, Liang Qian, and Xiaohei......

Thinking of these, after I crossed over, the person who treated himself sincerely and treated himself well suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart.

The sourness was fine and dense, permeating the tip of her heart, and seemed to make her breathing stagnate.

However, in the next second, I don't know if it was an illusion, and a familiar face suddenly appeared in front of Leng Yue's eyes.

That angular but unusually handsome and bewitching face.

He was dressed in red, like a raging flame in the middle of the night, running towards him not far away.

He seemed to be laughing.

It's like, blaming yourself.

Little demon, you shouldn't be willing to die by yourself, right?

After all, I haven't married yet, and I've been stained with meat foam so many times before, kissing and hugging, but I never went down to the last bite.

After waiting for a long time, she finally waited for that day, and finally realized her dream after waiting for a long time, but as a result, she died.

Looking at Ye Jiuchen's face that was getting closer and closer, those eyes that were like an abyss, pitch black and deep, and couldn't be seen at a glance, Leng Yue's chest suddenly throbbed uncontrollably.

It hurts, as if there was a knife, and it was scurrying in her heart.

She couldn't breathe, and she couldn't move.

The pain was so sudden, sudden, but like a flood beast, in an instant, it spread to all limbs and hundreds of remains.

Leng Yue subconsciously closed her eyes and covered her chest.

In the wine shop, he is full of black and domineering.

"No one can hurt you without my permission, not even yourself."

In the moonlight, the head of the wall of the General's Palace.

"What about me, what are you approaching me for?"

Inside the carriage, he was flustered and frightened.

"Without my Ye Jiuchen's permission, you are not allowed to die!"

……

Memories are like a tide, overwhelmingly attacking, scene after scene, pile after pile, constantly replaying and replaying in front of me.

A poignant smile appeared at the corner of Leng Yue's mouth.

Little demon-

I have never been afraid of death, but now I can't contain the heartache at the thought that I will never see you again.

So, I can't just die here!

Thinking of this, Leng Yue's heart was certain, and she was just about to open her eyes for the last fight, but she suddenly fell into a warm and familiar embrace.

Leng Yue was stunned, and a muffled sound suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Poof—"

It was the sound of something, piercing flesh and bones.

On his face, a warm liquid splashed up, with a faint smell of rust, moist and sticky.

And himself, from beginning to end, was tightly held by that embrace, and quickly moved to a relatively safe position.

"Master!"

There was an exclamation in his ears, but Leng Yue's brain went blank.

When he opened his eyes, as far as he could see, it was Ye Jiuchen's beautiful face, which was enough to charm all beings.

And his dark eyes were no longer the bloodthirsty and yin owl they had before, replaced by a gentle and doting smile.

"Finally, I've found you."

Ye Jiuchen said a word, and his body softened.

Leng Yue only felt as if her breathing had stagnated, and she held Ye Jiuchen with both feet.

Yue Cheng had already separated from the shadow guards at this time, one wave rushed to the top, and the other wave was in front of Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen, resisting the dense rain of arrows that shot down from the top.

Leng Yue hugged Ye Jiuchen deadly, and in the past, a pair of eyes that were as light as water were like water, but at this moment, they were like the cold ice that had accumulated in the deep pool for ten thousand years, revealing full of coldness.

Moving his gaze down, Leng Yue saw the wound on Ye Jiuchen's shoulder blade.