Outside the curtain, it rains lightly, making it cold, and the dusk is approaching the moonlight. She chaired the rail, looking forward to his return.

When the people on the long street gradually dispersed, the people did not return, and they were shocked to hear the bad news.

It seems that the calm of Yecheng for days has been suddenly disrupted in this drizzle.

Seeing that the moon was hanging high and the night was deep, Song Ling still hadn't waited for her brother to return for a long time, she was really relieved, so she came to Duan Sui's house to inquire.

Although Song Xu sometimes inevitably returns late for entertainment, she will send someone to give her a message, and now that she has passed, she has not received any news, and she is really a little worried.

Big brother, what the hell is going on!

The Duan Mansion in the night was shrouded in a thick layer of tranquility, as if all the people had fallen asleep at this time. Song Ling knew that it was indeed inappropriate to visit at this time, but the matter was urgent, and there was a strong sense of bad premonition, which made her restless. If she doesn't find out Song Xu's whereabouts tonight, she won't be at ease.

At the moment when she knocked on the door of Duan's mansion, she really hoped that the eldest brother had just had a good time with Duan Suixiang and was drunk with a cup, so he didn't return to the house for a long time.

However, there was silence that seemed to disillusion her last hope.

After a long time, a Duan Fu family member yawned and came to open the door.

"Girl, what's the matter?" The family was sleepy-eyed, obviously a newcomer, and had never seen Song Ling.

"Please tell Captain Duan that Song Xu's sister Song Ling is visiting."

disturbing people's dreams, Song Ling was somewhat ashamed.

The family seemed to have heard Song Xu's name, so he immediately cheered up and said politely, "Okay, I'm sorry for the girl to wait." ”

After waiting for a long time, I saw a figure with a sloppy figure, the man's sideburns were slightly messy, scattered casually in front of his forehead, just covering the deep eyes.

"Drink! Drink it again! I only heard Duan keep muttering, obviously drunk and delirious, and there was a strong smell of alcohol.

"Brother Duan! Do you know where my brother is? He hasn't come back yet! Song Ling still chose a dead horse as a live horse doctor, so he had to ask the drunk Duan Sui.

"Who is your brother? Can you drink it? Duan Sui raised his head impatiently, his face flushed with the smoke of spirits.

"My brother Song Xu!" It really made her die.

"Oh, Song Xu, I've drunk flower wine." He seemed to think about it seriously.

"What!"

Seeing this, the family on the side couldn't help but persuade, "Miss Wen, my family did drink too much today, and if you ask now, I'm afraid you won't be able to ask anything, so it's better to go back first and come back tomorrow." ”

Song Ling looked at Duan Sui, who was still unconscious, and thought to himself that he really couldn't ask anything, not to mention that it was late at night, so it was not good to disturb him more.

So, she said goodbye first, "Okay, then I'll come back tomorrow." ”

She glanced at Duan Sui again and admonished, "Take care of your family." ”

When Song Ling walked away, Duan Sui was still erratic when he walked, but his eyes under the cover of his broken hair were much clearer.

The affairs of the Song family were all within his expectations, how could King Wu's old ministry be worry-free?

Song Ling frowned tightly and hurried in the rain.

Where did the eldest brother go?

Is there something going on in the imperial court?

If the eldest brother was fine, he would definitely come back so late.

If something really happened to the imperial court, why didn't the Song Mansion receive any news at all?

The uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense, so she had to go to Yang Mansion and Duan Mansion early tomorrow morning to inquire about the news.

The autumn evening night was cold, the light rain rose again, she was very sad, and she reached out for some reason in confusion, only to feel that the wind made the drizzle into the palm of her hand, and she couldn't find a trace.

At this moment, she raised her head slightly, only to see a long and tall figure walking towards the long street, and she couldn't see the appearance of the person in the dim light, and she only felt an innate noble and cold aura spread out from his body.

The man walked from afar, only to see a beautiful shadow standing in the light rain, the autumn wind sometimes blowing her waist-length long hair, sometimes bringing up the rain between her fingers, the night fairy, the beautiful person in the painting.

She stood, as if waiting for him to approach.

Just want to ask, is that you? Murong Ling.

The night was so quiet, as if she could hear her own heartbeat.

If it was him, what should she say? Do you want to congratulate Triumph or ask about your brother's current situation?

He walked step by step, step by step, as if in her direction, and as if he was following his own path.

He gradually approached, as bright as the sun and the moon into his arms, solemn as the wind under the pine, high and slow.

She saw it really, and she was fascinated by it.

He approached again, and the wind blew his robes, making a soft noise.

The four eyes are facing each other, just looking at each other for a moment, as if fireworks are rising all over the sky, the four seasons are flowing, and the beautiful scenery of the year is seen. It seemed that the whole night, the whole street, was silent, and only the sound of her own breathing remained.

His eyes were still cold, but when he looked at her, there was a ripple in the cold pool in his eyes.

It's her.

The rain fell gently on her eyelashes, blurring his countenance, and she was still thinking about how to speak, and in the blink of an eye, he had walked past her.

As soon as she turned around and wanted to speak, he took the first step and grabbed her by the waist, and his figure flashed like a whirlwind, from the long street to the side of the house.

The night was so dark, but his eyes were so bright, as bright as the North Star in the sky, dazzling light.

Suddenly, I only heard a "whoosh" sound in my ears, only to feel a strong wind coming, a sharp arrow rose from the ground, passing through the wind, like thunder blowing up in the air, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, and the danger passed by the heads of the two.

Song Ling hurriedly looked behind, there were figures in the alley, and the reflection of the longbow and arrow was reflected on the ground through the gaps in the alley, densely packed. She roughly estimated that there were more than thirty people on the other side.

"There's someone there!" She pointed in the direction of the alley and hurriedly reminded Murong Lingdao.

He covered her mouth and motioned for her to be silent.

Although he dodged an arrow, the other party seemed to feel that the grass was startled, so he simply half lifted the long knife and half the bow, and walked slowly in their direction.

Murong Ling watched their dark shadows become shorter and shorter, holding his breath slightly, just waiting for a chance to win with one blow.

He unloaded the sword from his waist and thrust it into her arms, his tone was irresistibly serious, "They are coming for me, I'll lure them away in a moment, and you will run first when you see an opportunity." ”

Before she could say "no", he had already rushed out one step ahead of her. When a man in black saw Murong Ling rushing out, he hurriedly raised his knife to slash, but before the knife was raised, it had already been passed into his hands with a quick move. Before the man in black could react, he had already been stabbed by Murong Ling, so fast that he didn't even leave him a chance to breathe.

The long knife was stained with blood, his face was shrouded in a layer of blurry and indifferent night light, and his eyes glowed with Ling Ling's cold light made the black-clothed man behind him feel a little chilled inexplicably, and he didn't dare to step forward for a while. Before they saw Murong Ling take out the knife, they went directly to the fall of their companions, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

After knowing that they were invincible in close combat, the people in black drew their big bows one after another, only to see sharp arrows off the string, strong winds, and dozens of arrows shot towards Murong Ling like a river and a sea.

Murong Ling slowly retreated, swinging his knife as fast as lightning and as fast as a violent wind, and the broken arrow fell to the ground messily under his knife.

But the arrows are like a dense rain, and the arrows are extremely poisonous, and at first glance they are killers who have undergone rigorous and professional training.

She wasn't sure if Murong Ling would be able to retreat with her whole body, and seeing that the speed of the enemy's encirclement exceeded the speed of his retreat, she drew her sword and rushed out.

As soon as the man saw Song Ling, he hurriedly freed his hand, and quickly cut off an arrow that was originally coming towards her from the side, and he hurriedly said, "Why don't you leave yet!" ”

"Let's go together, stay together!" She lifted her breath suddenly, swung her sword like a rainbow, and slashed the two arrows in front of her, the words were sonorous.

Murong Ling looked at her determined expression and frowned slightly, her cold heart seemed to be slightly touched.

The arrows were dense and dense, like a vast net full of sharp blades, roaring towards them.

The swift rain of arrows came densely from her side, and Song Ling gradually lost her strength, and the speed of swinging her sword could not keep up with the speed of the arrows.

Suddenly, a sharp arrow in the rain of arrows didn't know whether it deviated from the target or was intentional, and it actually ran towards Song Ling's life gate beside the man.

Unexpectedly and extremely fast, just when she was caught off guard, a white light flashed in the air in front of her, and then she saw the sharp arrow split in half and cut in half.

She looked at the man who was in a hurry and freed up, not expecting that he would be distracted to save her. At that moment, another sharp arrow flew at the man's chest at lightning speed over the other arrows.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Song Ling didn't think about it, and stepped forward with an arrow, opening his arms to block in front of him.

When Murong Ling saw the sharp arrow shooting towards her, he felt that his breathing suddenly stuck in his throat, and he pulled her away, but it was still a little slower. The sharp arrow grazed her left shoulder, pulling up a thin line of blood, and the blood soon bloomed into a blood-red flower on her shoulder.

He hurriedly grabbed her, but at this moment, another arrow shot fiercely, piercing Murong Ling's left shoulder bone.

The man's figure suddenly slanted, and the long knife slipped out of his hand with a clatter, and he frowned and snorted, staggering back a few steps, but the action of protecting her did not change.

"Murong Ling! How are you?! Warm blood trickled down his shoulders and ran through her fingers.

"I'm fine." The man endured the pain, took the Qingshuang Sword from Song Ling's hand, stood up straight again, blocked in front of her, and looked coldly at the group of black-clothed people, whose momentum was still a hundred battles.

Seeing that both of them were injured, the man in black put away his bow and arrow, took out the long knife on his back, and wanted to fight quickly.

"If it's for my good, you go first! This is not far from King Wu's mansion, and I can survive until the reinforcements come! He turned his back to her and said coldly.

She watched as the blood flowed from his shoulder to the hilt of the knife, and then slowly dripped to the ground, seeping into puddles of water, staining red.

"I'm not leaving!" She shook her head desperately, only to feel that her heart was painful, and tears blurred her eyes at some point.

"Let's go! You're here just a drag on me! He yelled at her impatiently.

She stood still, not moving, knowing very well in her heart that what he was doing now was actually just to protect her.

Although Wu Wangfu's mansion was not far away, there was still some footsteps, and she was not completely sure that she would be able to bring reinforcements before he was safe and sound.

She didn't dare to go, she was afraid of having a lifetime of regrets!

"Murong Ling!"

Let me stay!

She didn't dare to say it, she was afraid that he would be distracted at this time.

Seeing the men in black getting closer and closer, I only heard the sound of their long knives scraping the ground, which was sonorous, as if I heard the tragedy of the collision of knives and bones.

"Let's go!" He shouted at her again, only this time, he looked back at her.

If it's the last sight, let's leave a little thought for this life!

"Shizi!" At this moment, I saw several flickering fires gathering from behind. Qi Feng saw that the prince had not returned for a long time, and the special family general came out to look for it, and when he saw that Murong Ling was besieged by the man in black, he hurriedly rushed over to support.

"Shizi, you're injured!" When Qi Feng saw that Murong Ling had been hit by an arrow, he hurriedly worried, "Send the prince back to the house quickly!" Here's it to us! ”

Murong Ling nodded at him, and then looked at Song Ling fixedly, "Come with me!" ”

He pulled her tightly, as tightly as he held a handful of fleeting quicksand, for fear of hearing her say no.

"Good!" She also looked at him, at that moment, it seemed that the current danger was no longer a danger, as long as he said a word, the ends of the earth, life and death followed.

At that moment, she really had such an urge!

The man in black saw that the reinforcements from King Wu's Mansion had arrived, and the assassination of Murong Ling was difficult to accomplish today, so he immediately fled in all directions. There were people who escaped by luck, and those who didn't have time to escape immediately committed suicide by drinking poison, leaving no one alive for Wu Wangfu, nor leaving any clues.