With a faint cold fragrance wafting into his nose, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The incense is intoxicating.

When you feel your feet stop, look up.

A slender neck, a small Adam's apple, a slender chin, and thin lips in light color.

Above, a silver mask covered the upper half of his face, but he couldn't hide the eyes that looked like an abyss.

The black transparency clearly reflects his appearance at the moment.

Subconsciously reached out and wanted to touch his face, but he touched a wisp of coldness, which was very silky...

When I picked it up, I saw inky hair.

The cold fragrance that I had just smelled thought was an illusion hit me again when I was passing through my hair.

Murong Jiu was in a trance.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

After the Dark Guard Commander got rid of the flying arrows, he hurriedly rushed over, and with a loud howl, the startled Murong Jiu immediately returned to his senses.

Then the person next to him took a step back and distanced himself.

A flash of regret flashed in my heart for no reason.

But before he could say anything, dense arrows flew towards several people again.

Luo Mio frowned, this kind of big battle, how did the heroine of the three-legged cat kung fu save the male protagonist?

It's not scientific.

Grabbed the male protagonist next to him, toe a little, rose into the air, and quickly swept backwards.

When he retreated to a safe place, he put the jade flute in his hand to his lips.

Elegant and ethereal notes floated out.

Invisible sound waves, where they passed, arrows were broken one after another.

Murong Jiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the slender back of the red-clothed figure in front of him, his eyes flashing slightly.

Who is this person?

Why is it here?

It happened to save him.

Especially, how can his Xiao voice be so sad.

It was as if there was an inexhaustible sadness around him.

Why is he sad?

At this moment, Murong Jiu felt as if there was a fire in his heart, which made his already gloomy mood more and more violent.

"I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, and if you leave now, we will not pursue it."

The dead soldier who led the attack on Murong Jiu felt heavy when he saw Xiao Sheng, who couldn't break Luo Miao.

They don't have much time.

When the Praetorian Guards reacted and wanted to make a move, it would be difficult.

It is not easy to force people into this situation, if he does not die, they are the ones who die.

Luo Mio didn't reward them with any eyes, he didn't seem to hear the movement around him at all, he was completely immersed in his own world, and blew Xiao silently.

The silky black hair was carried up by the wind and fell down to his chest, and there were a few strands on his cheeks.

The silver mask, jade white skin, jet-black hair, and emerald green jade flute make the visual effect very strong.

In the mountains and forests, they were like invaders who had strayed into and disturbed him.

The two parties held their breath, this person's aura was too special.

Especially so that they don't dare to act rashly.

Taking advantage of the fact that the other party temporarily stopped attacking, Luo Mio's figure flashed, hugged Murong Jiu, and quickly disappeared in place before they could react.

As soon as they left the hunting ground, a group of tough Praetorian Guards appeared in front.

Seeing Murong Jiu, the person on the horse immediately shouted excitedly: "Your Majesty." ”

Luo Mio knew it was a rescue.

Let go of the hand holding the male protagonist.,After making sure that he didn't react to the person who came.,Then he turned around and prepared to leave.。

As soon as he stepped forward, his sleeves were tugged on, and a rough and harsh voice sounded.

"Who are you and why did you save me."

Luo Mio stopped walking, tilted his head slightly, and fell silent.

Just when Murong Jiu thought he wouldn't wait for an answer, a cold tone came, which shook his heart.