The people in black seemed to have seen Yin Xian's power, and no longer blindly attacked Luo Nanyin, but uniformly pointed their swords at Yin Xian.

They split into several directions and attacked Yin Xian.

The sound of swords was incessant, accompanied by the "poof" sound of sharp blades piercing into flesh, making the night particularly terrifying.

Yin Xian's arms tightly wrapped around her waist, as if he wanted to break her waist.

A thick bloody aura came to his face, and his aura was a little more chaotic than it had been at the beginning.

The sword in Yin Xian's hand pierced the body of the man in black mercilessly, and as soon as he stabbed it, he pulled it out, and the sword body seemed to be still full of heat, and the next second it cut through the throat of another man in black.

At this time, he was as ruthless as a ghost.

But Luo Nanyin felt an indescribable warmth in his eyes.

In such an era when human life is like a mustard, there are people who are willing to protect her like this.

Suddenly, the assassin turned to attack her, and Yin Xian quickly retreated on tiptoe as he swung his sword through the man's throat.

At this moment, another man in black attacked him, and he was so busy that his wrist holding the sword was wounded by a sharp blade, and the sword fell out of his hand at once.

Luo Nanyin's heart rose to his throat.

She seemed to hear the sound of the blade cutting through Yin Xian's flesh and blood.

This is the last man in black.

Yin Xian, who had lost his sword, directly reached out and choked the throat of the man in black, but this was no match for his swift swing of the sword, and the knife was fatal.

Seeing that the sword of the last man in black was about to slash at Yin Xian's shoulder, Luo Nanyin's eyes lit up, he took out the golden hairpin from his sleeve, raised his hand and stabbed it into the back of the neck of the man in black.

Immediately, the man in black convulsed a few times, and then fell from the sky.

The location of her stab is the human cervical vertebrae, and the bleeding is not much, but it can be fatal immediately.

This was the first time she had killed someone, and the fingers that were holding Jin Hai were slightly white.

But when she turned her head and saw the blood gushing out of Yin Xian's wrist, she hated, hated that she hadn't let the assassin taste the pain of being cut through by the blade and the hot blood running out of her body.

"Yin Xian......" She stared at his bleeding wound and said with a shudder.

All the men in black died in this silent jungle.

Yin Xian didn't answer, just tightly wrapped around her waist, tiptoed a branch, and swept towards the place where Forsythia and the others were.

But the speed of bleeding from his wrist was too fast, and it didn't take long for him to see his face turn pale, his body shook, and he hugged Luo Nanyin and fell straight down.

The lonely night wind lifted the soft hem of her skirt, and just when she thought she was going to fall hard, Yin Xian's arms around her waist were a flip.

They fell freely through the branches.

When he was about to land, Yin Xian took her into his arms, and he landed on his back.

At that time, the moonlight was in full bloom, and the whole forest seemed to be clear.

The branches and leaves that had been crushed off the top of his head fell one after another, and the fresh fragrance of grass blades moistened Luo Nanyin's eyes.

She lay on Yin Xian's chest, her forehead against his chin, and Yin Xian's strong and powerful heartbeat was under her ears.

At this moment, God knows what kind of mixed feelings she has in her heart.

A smell of blood poured into his nostrils.

Luo Nanyin hurriedly got up from Yin Xian's arms and went to check the wound on his wrist.

"Do you have any medicine?"

Luo Nanyin pinched the blood vessels at the end of his heart, but the speed of the blood flow did not decrease at all, and she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.

"Nope."

Yin Xian lay on the ground and looked at her sideways, with a plain and calm look on her sharp face. Those eyes scooped into the moonlight, and they shone slightly.