The solar terms of March in the spring of March,

The heat of Purple Cloud City is beginning to appear.

The battle in Dongcheng was also left behind by people early, or do you ask them now, 'Do you remember the boy who singled out the Erlong Gang?' ’

You may wonder and ask, 'When are you talking about?' ’

Because, the people who live in the imperial city have never lacked after-dinner conversations, and their forgetfulness lies in the fact that new things happen every day in this Purple Cloud City.

For example, whoever has married a concubine in the family, who has a new product in their shop, and whose son-in-law has a problem again......

Anyway, now, even Yun Fan and they have nothing to do, and they like to go to the restaurant café to inquire about the news.

In other words, since Yunhuo, the master, said a retreat and left, it has been nearly two months since he saw no one.

If Yunhuo doesn't go home again, it is estimated that Yunjin may have Alzheimer's disease.

As long as Yun Fan thought of Yun Jin standing in the yard in a daze every day or getting angry if he was not careful, he didn't want to go home.

For example, now, he has been sitting in the Zuixian Building until mid-noon, and seeing that there are more diners in the building, he got up lazily and went home.

Before leaving, he also brought a pot to the shopkeeper and smiled.

There are always so many pedestrians on the street, Yun Fan walked happily with wine, thinking to himself, with this pot of wine, it is estimated that Yun Jin will not force him to find Yunhuo again.

If you can't get drunk Yunjin, then get yourself drunk.

Hey!

At this time, the snacks that had only come out at night had been set up on the street one after another, and the sweet smell and soft and glutinous appearance made Yun Fan feel hungry again.

Speaking, this Kyoto is really a good place to raise people, he has only been here for a few months, and people seem to have gained a lot of weight.

Yun Fan was thinking about whether to bring something delicious home.

He caught a glimpse of someone, but in fact, that person was staring at him from a distance, and he only felt a certain gaze.

As far as the eye could see, the man was standing by the railing of a tall building, dressed in dark red clothes, very dazzling.

At this time, the other party was holding a bow and shooting arrows, and a strand of hair on the person's forehead made Yun Fan have the urge to help him rip it off.

And the target of that arrow was none other than him Yun Fan himself.

Yun Fan's pace slowed down, his eyes gradually became cold, it seemed that this person had been staring at him Yun Fan for more than a day or two.

No

To be precise, this person should have been eyeing their Yun family in Kyoto.

But no matter who the other party is, he Yun Fan and Yun Zhai are no longer a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

At this time, pedestrians also smelled a strong dangerous aura from Yun Fan,

But in a few breaths, only Yun Fan was left on this street, which was still lively at the last moment...... and more than a dozen black-clothed masked people slowly walking out of the left and right lanes.

It's the Divine Lotus Sect again?

Aren't you dead yet?

Yun Fan slowly clenched the fine iron sword in his hand.

That was the latest weapon that Yunhuo reissued to everyone after they came to the capital.

'Whoosh' with a crisp sound, with a faint fragrance that can't be ignored,

The red-clothed man's arrow flew at the ground and pierced into the crack in the bluestone slab at Yun Fan's feet.

And Yun Fan, while dodging, quickly covered his mouth and nose,

That arrow is poisonous!

But when he looked up again, the man in red was gone, but the black-clad masked man in the alleyway on the left and right had already killed him without saying a word.

Yun Fan was intercepted, so he had to raise his sword to meet the enemy.

But at this time, he didn't seem to be able to lift the internal force, not only his arms, but his whole body was a little soft.

"It's not good, it's poisoned." Yun Fan sighed in his heart,

Hurriedly staggered and prepared to escape.

However, how could those dozen black-clothed masked people be thrown off casually?

Before Yun Fan ran out more than ten meters, he was slashed in his leg and stomach by a man in black with a sword, and the heart-piercing pain made Yun Fan sober up.

Holding on to the last shred of sobriety, he shook his head, raised his sword again, and finally parried the blow aimed at his abdomen with precision.

But his whole body also lost his center of gravity and slipped to the side.

Just as a man in black raised his sword high,

"Whoosh" a sound of breaking wind came,

A powerful arrow feather shot towards the man in black.

Although the arrow feather did not pose a threat to the man in black, it also forced him to withdraw and block, temporarily letting go of Yun Fan, who was poisoned and fell to the ground.

"Xiao Mo ......" Through the gap, Yun Fan saw the small figure coming from the backlight.

He was sure that the figure was Mo Xiaomo.

Because in his impression, the only person who can shoot arrows so well is Mo Xiaomo.

Suddenly, a cold sword hit his neck, and someone shouted: "Little girl, if you dare to mess around, I will kill him." ”

"Let him go." Mo Xiaomo's crisp voice came from far and near.

Yun Fan tried hard to raise her heavy eyelids, she didn't see anything else, but he saw the three arrow feathers that Mo Xiaomo pulled the bow and string.

Sure enough, she is a talented little girl, this trick is fired with three arrows in a row, and she seems to have learned it in less than ten days.

At this time, Mo Xiaomo would not be threatened by the other party at all, and as soon as he pulled the bow full and released his fingers, the three arrow feathers flew out with the sound of the wind.

Perhaps these people didn't expect this little girl to dare to take such a big risk, and they were all stunned, and three of them raised their swords to block the three arrow feathers.

However, they didn't expect that behind the three arrows in succession, there was a single arrow that had already pierced the arm of the person holding Yun Fan hostage with lightning speed.

However, Mo Xiaomo is still too small, and her strength is not enough to save Yun Fan.

And the other man in black didn't want to drag it any longer, so he picked up the long sword and wanted to end Yun Fan's life.

"Stop." Mo Xiaomo was so anxious that he shouted.

"Poof" with a muffled sound,

Out of nowhere, an ice blade pierced the black-clad man's chest.

This sudden change stunned everyone.

However, the ice blade that was still on the black-clothed man one second dissolved in the next second, leaving only a few inches of blood on the black-clothed man's chest, which was a little shocking.

The man in black slowly fell, blood gushing out, wetting his clothes and staining the bluestone slabs of the street......

"Childe is out of customs...... Son? Yun Fan looked around in surprise,

Although his voice is a little hoarse at the moment, and his eyesight is also poisoned, it is difficult for him to even see more than ten meters.

But the ice blade just now is obviously the standard configuration of Yunhuo's shot.

"Aren't you maggots with bones dead yet?" A clear, cold voice came from afar.

The next moment, the clouds and fire appeared on the roof not far away,

In her hand, a cold incense piano was placed horizontally, and the evening breeze blew, blowing up the hem of her milky white clothes and the black hair on the back of her head, like a fairy.

"Brother Yunhuo." Mo Xiaomo was the first to shout, as happy as if he had bought a long-cherished treasure.

“…… It's him, it's that person who is coming, everyone retreats first. One of the men in black gave the order in a panicked voice.

As a result, their originally cold and rigorous team was obviously panicked.

"Don't you think it's too late to leave now?" Yunhuo hooked his lips and sneered.

Suddenly raise your hand and pluck the strings,

When the sound of the 'ding dong dong' sounds,

The slightly depressed street was immediately filled with soul-locking wind blades, and the tiny wind blades were like knives, and each wind blade whimpered and spun and flew towards it......