The night is very thick, and unlike Liuyang Street, which is still lively next to it, Jiusi Street seems to be dead and silent.

The moonlight coldly reflected the lights out of the houses, reflecting the cold light of the cautious people, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

Suddenly, two figures flew across the roof. The body is as light as a swallow, and they are all masters of light skills.

Both figures had a lot of blood stains on their bodies, and it was obvious that they had just experienced a bitter battle.

Not far behind the two, dozens of black-clothed people, all with knives in their hands, were chasing the two in front of them with all their might.

Those two were Hua Lanyan and Luo Ziyan.

Ziyan didn't expect Hua Lantian to be so seriously injured.

As soon as the game ended, the two found an excuse to get out of the birthday banquet and ran all the way to the east gate of Xuancheng.

I didn't expect to encounter these dozens of killers just after leaving the palace.

didn't expect that Hua Lantian would block this unquenchable knife for her.

On the roof, the people who turned into blue were still chasing behind, and Ziyan didn't dare to stop, and ran to the originally booked route with all his strength on his back with the already unconscious blue tilt.

It is still far from the east gate, but the smell of people on his back is already very small.

The blood in his chest continued to flow to Ziyan's neck, forming a blood-red necklace.

Feeling the warm liquid constantly flowing down her neck, Ziyan's heart has never been so flustered.

In front of the palace, when Hua Lan tilted sideways in front of him without warning, and when a sudden sword passed through Hua Lan tilt's right chest and stopped in front of his throat, Ziyan was completely stunned.

Looking at the man in front of her who had blocked a knife for herself without hesitation, she couldn't help but redden.

Blood splashed on her face, and she slashed the body of the sneak attacker with a sword like a frenzy, turned around and raised her hand to hug Hua Lantian's body that couldn't hold on.

"Why did you suddenly turn sideways?"

"Or you'll get hurt."

"Why do you want to block the sword for me?"

"Because I like you."

It's still quite an indecent laugh, but this time Ziyan really moved his heart.

"Aren't you just bullying me for liking you..."

He is always so active, but Ziyan still can't help but like him.

Silently carrying the blue tilt that had been unconscious in the past, Ziyan secretly swore an oath. From now on, as long as he doesn't rush, she will stay with him forever.

I won't let you die!

——————I'm Ziyan and fall in love with the blue leaning dividing line——————

Turning around sharply, a man in black fell to the ground in response, and Ziyan stopped. Gently put down the blue tilt, and the girl took Qingchen in front of her. The tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and blood droplets continued to slide down from it, covered in blood, and the whole person was like a Shura crawling out of hell. The man in black followed, forming an encirclement and enclosing the two of them.

The man in black didn't dare to rush forward, so he had to stalemate like this, and the saber rattled for a while.

The ten fingers behind him moved slightly, and the spider silk surrounded the surroundings, and a large array was formed in a short time.

As soon as he took back the Fengluo lock, Ziyan saw a man in black take a step forward, and immediately clenched Qing Chen's sword, ready to defend at any time.

Unexpectedly, the man in black did not attack again, but saluted respectfully to Ziyan, and said, "If Lord Fengluo is willing to leave, I will only see the corpse of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today." ”

Purple Smoke snorted coldly when he heard this, and a sword slashed away at will.

The man in black hurriedly stepped back, but the mask was still cut off, revealing a slightly familiar face.

After identifying it, Ziyan frowned slightly.

"Chen Hao?"

After being identified so quickly, Chen Hao's face also turned cold, and he slowly raised the sword in his hand.

And the purple smoke is still the tip of the sword hanging slightly, and the stunning appearance is more and more overwhelming, like an elf in the night, slightly staring at the group of black-clothed people who are ready to attack, but the left hand is quietly covered with the maple lock.

Finally, Chen Hao gave an order, and a group of people in black jumped up.

"Kill!"