Ping Yan ran over eagerly, but Shen Dashao took the first step in front of her, his steps moved slightly, and he approached the coffin with a wary face.

The lid of the coffin is slightly tilted, revealing a slit in the palm of a black hole to provide fresh air. Shen Dashao leaned over and lowered his eyes, one hand carefully covered the edge of the coffin, his black eyes were cold, he didn't know what he touched, he only heard a few electric and stone fires, and a few silver needles flew from the coffin.

Ping Yan's reaction was quick, like a bird's nest flying in the sea of clouds, and her figure moved, bringing a gust of wind and pushing Shen Dashao away violently.

The silver needle slammed into the blade, sending out a few sharp and cold stabbing sounds, but she couldn't dodge it, and a bloody streak narrowly grazed her neck.

The blood stains are like threads, and the blood beads are dripping, like red agate with broken threads.

Shen Dashao held her, his eyes rolled nervously, and he asked in a low voice with fear, "How are you?" ”

Ping Yan took half a step back, touched the scar on her neck, and shook her head, "I can't die." ”

He looked at her in a daze, not expecting her to save himself so quietly. Isn't she afraid of dying? Or his life has a different meaning to her.

Sometimes he thinks she is too smart, cold and perceptive, and not burdened by the world's affairs, but sometimes he thinks she is too stupid, the sword is on the sidelines, not afraid of life and death, but deeply trapped in the world.

Shen Yuchen is her world affair and her favor.

And what about him? Is it in her heart, there is also a little bit of difference.

Otherwise, why didn't she save him just now?

"Does it hurt?" He stepped forward, his eyes soft and complex, trying to caress the wound on her neck.

She stepped back without hesitation, her expression like frost, and she distanced herself from him beyond her reach.

"It doesn't matter, it's important to rescue Shen Yuji."

Shen Yujian...... In her heart, there is only Shen Yuji.

His outstretched arm hung down like a dead branch, his thin lips opened and closed, and finally he didn't say anything.

He wanted to ask why he blocked the needle, wasn't he afraid of death? But there was some indescribable fear in my heart, fear of empty joy, fear that her answer would be impersonal.

And she didn't seem willing to leave him even the qualifications for this fantasy.

She saw that his expression was different, so she said bluntly: "I know that I can't save Shen Yuji with my own strength, and if you dare to explore here at night, there must be a way to save you." So please be sure to rescue Shen Yuji, even if something happens to me, you can't have an accident. ”

Her words were unhurried, even resolute, but it seemed that the air cooled down in an instant. Shen Dashao looked at him with abyss-like eyes, his internal organs seemed to be shattered, and he had some difficulty breathing, and only slowly drew a weak smile.

"Okay, I promise you, I will rescue him."

The hidden weapon had been eliminated, and the coffin was carefully inspected again, and the two dared to make a move.

The coffin lid was slowly pushed open by Shen Dashao, and the light slowly poured in, and with a dull sound of the coffin lid falling to the ground, Ping Yan saw that the person who had been thinking about it for a long time was lying in his clothes, tied up with five flowers, stuffed with a mouthful of white cloth, his face was thin and haggard, and he was drowsy.

Ping Yan endured the heat wave rolling under her eyes, took the cloth plug from his mouth, patted his face, and called out in a panic, "Shen Yuji...... Shen Yujian...... You wake up. ”

The man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes slowly and with difficulty, and the moment he saw Ping Yan, he suddenly overflowed with brilliance, like rejuvenated weeds and dead trees.

"Peach ......"

"Am I dreaming?"

"I must be dreaming."

He muttered, his eyes gradually misty, and his eyes were slightly red.

Ping Yan held his hand, and his five fingers were clasped tightly, like a silk flower leaf, condensed into an inseparable part.

"It's me, you didn't dream, I came to you."

The two of them are facing each other, their eyes are veined, and a thousand words are hidden in their respective tacit understanding. In this cramped and dark space, there are clusters of flowers and branches, and the young leaves are pointy, provoking the softest and affectionate parts of each other's hearts.

Shen Dashao was a little unusually irritable, and he couldn't stand it, so he urged: "Since you know that the second brother is okay, in case you are discovered, let's leave quickly." By this time tomorrow, I will be able to get him out. ”

Although she couldn't bear to leave, if she stayed here for too long, everything was indeed dangerous, and if she didn't get it right, it would affect Bai Heng.

"Can you really get him out tomorrow?"

"Yes." Shen Da Shao nodded in assurance, but looking at her with worried eyes, he was a little absent-minded, not a taste.

She turned her head and looked at Shen Yuji in the coffin, her eyes were like a fine spring flowing in a mountain stream, not turbulent, safe and quiet, as if the danger of being in the tiger's mouth was just like a dull time.

"I'll wait for you to come back." She smiled comfortably and gathered a white cloth.

Shen Yuchen also smiled, his eyes narrow, "I will definitely come back alive." ”

She picked up the white cloth and slowly gagged him back, restoring everything to its original state.

They only want to show the most reassuring side of each other, insisting on suffering from the pressure and fear of the mountains in their hearts, and refusing to say a goodbye that is a matter of life and death.

Although life and death depend on heaven, they are not sure whether they can live to see each other again, but they are stubbornly willing to believe that they will live a long life.

It's just because no one dares to face anyone's death.

It's been a hundred years since you're dead, and it's only when you're alive that you're connected.

Safely out of the house, the two of them took a breath, and saw that the two teams of people patrolling the night were slowly walking from different directions, the moonlight corridor, and there was no cover, it was easy to be exposed. If she went on a rampage, she could gamble on a chance to survive, but she didn't plan to do this, she had to ensure that Shen Dashao left safely.

Shen Yuchen can't make a mistake.

Ping Yan immediately made a decision and said in a deep voice: "I'll lure them away and buy you time to leave." After a pause, his eyes were tenacious, "We must rescue him!" ”

Without giving Shen Dashao time to react, she resolutely stepped out, deliberately making a few sounds that were easy to distinguish, only a slender shadow of smoke and cold water in the sparkling moonlight, Shuli was not like the world.

Sure enough, the two teams found her traces, roared, and chased after her.

Shen Dashao's gaze was deep, and he traced it back to the place where her figure disappeared, and then he looked away, agile as a leopard, drowning in the night.

The lights are like rainbows, and the snow is dazzling.

Huo Sanye sat on the sofa, well-dressed, leaning on crutches, with a pair of ghost-like eyes hanging, looking Ping Yan up and down, grinning, and a scalp-numbing smirk wrinkled on his pale face, "I was going to settle old scores with you after killing Shen Yuchen, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door yourself." ”

Ping Yan's hands were tied with hemp rope, her face did not change, and her eyes were contemptuous.

"Hehe, on the day you chose the Oiran, you shot me in the shoulder and hit me in the shoulder, and now every time it rains on a cloudy day, the wound is unbearable. Later, you and Shen Yuchen killed thirty more of my disciples in the Qingyun Gang, and that slut in Yuyi shot my leg. He straightened up, his eyes were vicious as knives, as if he wanted to drink blood, and he slapped her piece by piece, "If it were in the Qing Dynasty, you would have been skinned and cramped a long time ago, and I don't know how many times you have died." ”

He stopped in front of her, and she didn't hide or dodge, her eyes straight.

Huo Sanye saw that she was still as awe-inspiring as frost and refused to surrender, and even the thick contempt and hatred in her eyes that she was still too lazy to hide, couldn't help but get angry and slapped her in the face.

The slap was clear, her eyes were still as dark as night, without fear,-for-tat.

He looked at the five-finger crimson palm prints on his jade-like flawless face, as if he had seen something interesting, and he couldn't feel it, so he said in a tactful voice: "I couldn't pick up your clothes in the Qingyun Gang last time, so let's pick it up today and see what kind of good skin it is." ”

He walked around Ping Yan for half a circle, his eyes were bright and clear, and his smile was clear, like a poisonous snake and a spider, biting a word to make a mystery, "Beauty is in the country, only red can embellish the elegance, and the reddest, brightest and most memorable color in the world is blood, and when you strip off your clothes, you will be beaten with a whip soaked in salt water......"

He turned his tail light, his eyes widened, greedy and excited, it seemed that he couldn't wait any longer, solemnly slapped his palms a few times, and lowered his voice, "Smack!" One whip! Syllable! One whip! Whip after whip on your white and tender body, whip and blood, I don't know how distressing it is. However, these Shen Yu traces are no longer visible. ”

Ping Yan stared at her, eager to grow a pair of hands out of thin air and tear that face apart.

"Haha......" He took a few steps back, sat back on the sofa, and pointed to a few disciples behind him, "Pick her up for me, there is nothing left." ”

Several disciples were ordered, and they rushed up, like a pack of hungry wolves, only to hear the sound of cracking cloth one after another, stabbing and stabbing, reverberating clearly, and hearing people's scalps tingling.

But I saw a shadow running quickly from outside the door, stepping on the moonlight, and directly pounced on Ping Yan, almost frantically fired a few shots, driving away those men, her eyes were blood-red, her voice was hoarse, and she protected her.

"Whoever dares to come near her again will die!"