She frowned at the glory behind her who had dyed her black clothes with blood and Huo Yun, who had fallen into a coma, and asked in a cold voice,

"Can you hold on?"

Glory straightened up in pain, "It's still far from death!" ”

"Okay, I'll leave it to me here, and you can ride back with your father-in-law."

Ling Ling pulled out his sword with both hands, his inner breath was fully opened, his whole body was boiling with murderous intent, and his delicate and cold little face seemed to be covered with a layer of thousand-year-old ice.

The smile on Han Tian's face did not decrease, and his gaze fell on Ling Ling through the five masked people,

"Why are you everywhere?"

"I didn't expect you to be a hypocrite with a human face and a beast's heart."

Ling Ling looked at that delicate and handsome face, remembering everything she had seen, and the inner breath on the sword was even more abundant.

Seeing that Glory was about to get on the horse with Huo Yun on his back, Han Tian lightly ordered, "Stop him and kill him." ”

The five masked men rushed towards glory with their knives, and as soon as the five of them moved, they were blocked by a white figure, Ling Ling stopped in front of them, and shouted coldly, "Hurry up!" ”

Glory didn't dare to delay, he endured the pain of the wound tearing all over his body, jumped on the horse with Huo Yun, pulled the reins violently, and galloped away.

The five masked men still wanted to step forward to catch up, a faint fragrance floated in the air, two sword shadows flashed past them, and the five people hurriedly dodged, but in the blink of an eye, a wound appeared on the wrist of their holding the knife, and the wrist instantly lost strength, and the weapon fell to the ground.

Before they could recover their senses, the bloodthirsty scent wafted through the air, and in less than a moment, blood splattered, and five masked men fell in a pool of blood, a small wound on their necks that was still oozing blood.

Blood droplets splashed onto her pear blossom white clothes, and red flowers quickly bloomed, she turned her eyes to look at Han Tian not far away, her hands were even tighter, and her inner breath was pushed to the extreme, and she quickly rushed towards Han Tian.

Han Tian immediately resisted with his sword, he knew that his strength was a little behind Ling Ling, but he might still have a glimmer of life if he fought hard, but he didn't expect that Ling Ling was crazy at this moment, and his moves were aggressive and ruthless, full of murderous aura.

Between the trees, black and white shadows kept intertwining, and the sound of swords clashing with each other continued.

The lingering images of Qu Miaoyin in the alleys in her mind, coupled with the bloody glory and the unconscious Huo Yun, Ling Ling's anger became more and more intense, she suddenly lifted her inner breath again, a sword slashed through Han Tian's arm, without stopping, another sword slashed through his chest, and another sword slashed across his cheek......

Ling Ling stood in place, the breeze blowing a few strands of green silk behind her, her eyes were red, full of killing intent that could not be retreated.

Han Tian fell to the ground weakly, the sword wounds on his face and body made him bleed nonstop, and he was unable to stand up again, his face was covered with blood, and a pair of eyes stared at the woman in white beside him.

"You killed me." He said lightly.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Hmph, why? Huo Yun brought me up from a young age, I didn't bother to be the pawn that person planted in Longyun Gate, I just wanted to be my Quartet Guardian, but you came......"

Labor pains came from his internal organs, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he relieved for a moment before continuing,

"Three years ago, Huo Yun wanted to choose a young master, why did you wait another three years? You ask yourself, how many things have you done for Longyunmen since you became the master of the young sect? How many things have you shared for Huo Yun? Why do I have to be willing to call you a young master after so many years of hard work? ”

He turned his eyes to look at the sky, and the corners of his bloody mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile,

"After waiting for so long, I finally waited for the order to do something to Longyunmen...... It's not what I remember, so I'm going to destroy it with my own hands. ”

"Where's the wonderful sound? She has nothing to do with any of this, so why did she end up like this? ”

Han Tian burst out laughing, blood flowed down his mouth and into his throat, causing him to cough lightly twice, and said nonchalantly,

"She's just a chess piece, I wanted to kill her, but why didn't Longyunmen seal the city at that time......"

As he spoke, he looked at Ling Ling, his eyes full of disdain,

"If she hadn't cried and begged me on her knees, how would I have taken her with me? She is such a special woman, and when she is happy in bed with me, she still reads your name in her mouth, you say, is she cheap, ah? Haha......"

The blood made his smile more and more hideous, and Ling Ling's inner anger burst out instantly, she pierced Han Tian's throat with a sword, staring coldly at his bloodshot eyes,

"Cheap man."

She raised her sleeve and stroked the blood on her face, shook off the blood on her sword again, retracted her waist, and walked quickly to the horse that Han Tian had prepared in advance, pulling the reins and rushing back to Night City.

A small courtyard in the annex was full of people, and Jinrong's eyes were red, and she kept bringing a basin full of blood from a hut and another basin of water in.

The other room in the small courtyard was also in a mess, Ah Qi ran out of the house with a sad face, and walked out of the small courtyard and was about to get hot water, when he bumped into Ling Ling, who was covered in blood, hurriedly coming.

"Young Sect Master!"

Seeing that Ling Ling finally appeared, the expression on Ah Qi's face softened.

"Ah Qi, where is the master of the door and glory?"

"Glory was seriously injured, and the prince of Mu Feng invited the doctor in his house and was giving him medicine. But the master of the door ......"

Ling Ling chuckled inwardly, "What's wrong with him?" ”

When the master returned, he fell unconscious, breathing very shallowly, and the doctor had not yet found out why...... Young Door Master! ”

Without waiting for Ah Qi to finish speaking, Ling Ling quickly rushed into the small courtyard and ran to Huo Yun's room, only to see Huo Yun lying on the bed, the doctor sitting on the edge of the bed was at a loss, and Mu Feng behind the doctor was also frowning.

"How is he?"

Ling Ling walked to the side of the bed coldly, his eyes staring at Huo Yun's pale face, and the lips under his mustache were no longer as rosy as before, and had a faint purple color.

Seeing that her white clothes were stained with blood, Mu Feng came to her side and asked, "You're not injured, are you?" ”

"How's he doing?"

Ling Ling ignored Mu Feng's words and looked at the doctor with cold eyes.

"He was poisoned, but I couldn't fix it." The doctor's tone was full of helplessness.

"What poison?"

She suppressed the fear in her heart and forced herself to remain calm.

The doctor got up and raised his hand to pull the quilt on Huo Yun's body.

"I can't figure out what caused this purple bruise on his chest, so there's nothing I can do."

Ling Ling was shocked, this, this poison is not ......

"Rotten hearts!"

She knew very well that this poison spread extremely fast, and Huo Yun had already fainted in the woods, if she hadn't taken the antidote until now......

"I'll leave it to you here, I'll find someone."

She patted Mu Feng with her hand, and quickly rushed out of the hut.

Mu Feng looked at the direction she left, the corners of his mouth twitched lightly on his serious face, and the taste of being trusted was quite good.

Bai Feiye and Wei were sitting and playing chess in the small courtyard of Luo Rujin in the past.

As soon as the slender and good-looking finger held a white piece landed on the chessboard, he heard a commotion outside the small courtyard.