The three words "He Angelica" pricked Duan Xiaolou's ears and hurt so much that he was so stunned that he walked to the table and drank a whole cup of tea before he asked, "What horse?" Where did the horses come from? When is the horse tied to the door? ”

Gao Jue drank tea, shook his head and said: "I don't know, I came to the secret passage last time, and I went to the backyard, how do I know when and where He Angelica's jujube red horse was bolted." However, since the horse is here, the people must also be there-Duan Xiaolou, have you seen her? I just happened to have something to ask her. ”

"Dates, red, horses." Duan Xiaolou repeated these three words, as if to dismember, disintegrate, melt, and then convert these three words into another side meaning, such as soap rainbow hemp, or something else, in short, it must not be a jujube red horse, it must not be He Angelica lent the jujube red horse to Du Yao, it must not be the situation he mistakenly thought, there must be some misunderstanding in the middle.

However, Jiang Pi, who was lying horizontally on the corner of the wall, suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Duan Xiaolou weakly, and grinned weakly: "There is only one jujube red horse at the door of our shop, which Du Yao snatched from a 'masked' fifteen-year-old girl, Duan Shao, this time, you can finally die to He Angelica, cough cough, she is now Du Yao's woman." ”

"Crackle!"

The floor in the center of the hall suddenly dented, revealing a dark, dizzyingly deep black hole, from which two men jumped out one after the other, the first being the Snow Owl Thirteen Lang who had just rushed into the sky through the air window. He could vaguely hear "He Angelica...... Du Yao's woman ......", and he didn't know what to do, but when he got out of the tunnel and reunited with the light, he suddenly realized: "That's right, that little beauty, who reported to her family and said that she was 'to the point' He Angelica, and she was still holding a needle...... Ho, Angelica? I don't think I've heard that name anywhere. ”

The second person to jump out of the tunnel was Lu Jiangbei. He hurriedly ordered: "I received a tip, there are several abnormal movements around Shilipo, it is very likely to be a sign of enemy attack, they must want to take advantage of our vitality to come back to the dark, and when the official start of the ring battle, we are no longer a threat, Chong Yundiao, you go upstairs to wake up everyone, tell them to line up the battle column, the seriously injured are in the middle, the slander is second, and the minor injuries are on the outermost edge, Duan Shao, you and Liao Shao, Jiang Yi sweep the formation for me, I need to ......"

After a pause, he heard Jiang Pi muttering "He Angelica", and saw Jiang Pi's scars all over his body, and shouted: "Xiao Jiang, what's wrong with you?" How did it hurt like this? Miss Ho? Did she agree to do us a favor? As he spoke, he stepped forward, put his right palm on the door of the face of the man on the earth, and rebuked, saying, "How can you get rid of your 'unphased mind' and be so badly injured?" ”

Jiang Pi grinned and said: "The injury is a small injury, I have gained a lot of knowledge in the competition, the young master is very good, the bad one is Duan Shao, right, Duan Shao?" Where Lu Jiangbei's hand passed, half an ice mask appeared on Jiang Pi's face, which was crystal clear.

Duan Xiaolou has been frozen until now, from the time he heard the five words "Du Yao's woman", suddenly he changed from an ice sculpture with no signs of life to an ice sculpture endowed with life, rushed up on the spot, and suddenly "fluttered" to the ground. It turned out that a senseless battle of life and death consumed all his physical strength, and now, he is at the end of his crossbow and does not wear Wu Min.

Unable to fly, he struggled to climb the half-mutilated wooden steps, climbed five steps and leaked through the cracks, and there was no movement for a long time.

Lu Jiangbei looked back in surprise: "What's wrong with him!" Tummy? Noticing the dilapidated scene in the inn for the first time, Lu Jiangbei frowned and said unhappily, "I've only been away for a while, and you're like this, when will you be more mature." ”

The snow owl was blessed to the heart, raised his head and shouted: "Ah! Come to think of it! Duan Shao's sweetheart ......" The voice fell and turned into a lip shape, "It's called He Angelica, that, Du Yao ......"

Gao Jue's eyelids lifted, and his face, which had not woken up, became a little energetic, and he realized it in hindsight: "It turns out that the person who lent the horse to Du Yao is He Angelica, well, she is here too?" Where is she now? I've got something to look for her. He looked at the snow owl, who was silent and unanswered, and his face was earthy.

Jiang Pi, who knew everything about it, coughed violently and laughed to reveal the truth: "Du Yao caught a masked girl and was happy, it has been more than half a day, and in the Crystal Pavilion on the second floor, that girl is He Angelica!" She's okay with Du Yao, haha! Right above our heads! ”

With this scream, under the wooden steps, Duan Xiaolou in the broken wood chips suddenly used light power again, he bounced up to the ground, and rushed straight to the wooden door at the end of the corridor, smashing the door with one palm.

After the door shattered, he stood outside the door, frozen, and once again turned into an inanimate ice sculpture. The second one to go up was Lu Jiangbei, and after going up, he was also fixed at the door, and he couldn't move forward at a step. The third is Gao Jue, a black shadow like lightning, shooting behind Lu Jiangbei. The fourth is the snow owl, which is far behind and does not dare to look at the situation in the room.

The atmosphere was oppressive like a harbinger of the opening of hell.

"Crystal Pavilion" is another name, which has nothing to do with crystals, but is actually a scripture pavilion with thousands of scriptures. There is a large bed in the middle of the pavilion, slightly inclined, it is the bed that is put up later, and the atmosphere of the book in the pavilion is very different, there is no curtain around the bed, only a circle of beads is hung high. There was a man sleeping under the beaded curtain, it was Du Yao.

He opened his eyes and looked lazily out the door. He was leaning on a thin quilt, shirtless, sweat on his strong chest. With a smile on his lips, his face was full, worthy of his life, and his strange appearance of death without regrets, like the expression of a centenarian when he was about to breathe, weak to the extreme, and satisfied to the extreme. Why did he have such an expression?

Three feet away from the bed, kneeling sat a girl in a black night dress, with long hair and a shawl, spread all over her body, and spread to the ground. Her complexion was incredibly white, snow-white, pale, pale, with only a slight flush on her cheeks, which made her expression a little shy in panic. Yes, she looked slightly panicked, but she was feigning composure, and her eyes as vigilant as those of a small beast in the woods looked left and right, very uneasy.

Also, the first button in front of her placket fell off, and the neckline was hidden, and the snow-white skin on her neck was faintly visible. Also, the silver-gray satin cloak she had been wrapped in when she came was torn in two and thrown not far behind her, and the goose down in the mezzanine was scattered all over the ground, some of which were even stained on her long hair.

She is really He Angelica. Sure enough, it is amazingly beautiful, and he is so beautiful that he is worthy of the "eleventh beauty in the early Ming Dynasty". She...... Are they all late?

Silence, deathly silence.

He Angelica pushed his long waterfall hair behind his ears and was the first to break the silence: "That, I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into the bookshelf, and then, I knocked it off so much, I immediately put it up, and put it in the same way as before." "The sound is tense and cramped, like a taut string, cutting through some people's hearts.

Listening to the melodious voice of this headless and brainless wind and cow, the four people outside the door noticed for the first time that she was spreading out under her long hair on the ground, and four or five books were faintly exposed. But what the hell does this have to do with the current situation?

She waved her little hand and explained, "I accidentally knocked it off and didn't look at anything, really, I don't believe you asked him!" He pointed to Du Yao, who looked intoxicated on the bed. And Du Yao just stared at her quietly, his eyes sweet and gentle.

As a result, some people who know He Angelica have come to the preliminary conclusion that He Angelica has experienced great trauma and may have lost his mind and gone crazy. And Du Yao took advantage of the big advantage, and he was almost crazy with joy. It was happening above their heads, and no one was doing what could have been stopped with just one word, so it all happened above them.

Duan Xiaolou's eyes burst out with two astonishing flashes, and he moved, Gao Jue and Lu Jiangbei behind him raised their hands left and right to put their hands on his shoulders, but no one grabbed the real thing, but it was just a moment late, Duan Xiaolou's whole person had already rushed to Du Yao on the bed, standing up as a knife, and the cold air skyrocketed. Perhaps, the two behind him didn't really mean to stop him. The snow owl closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look.

"Peng!"

The muffled sound of the transfer of energy reverberated back and forth in the crystal pavilion.

Of course, the attacking party was Duan Xiaolou, but the person who took his palm turned out to be - He Angelica! Duan Xiaolou retreated half a step back and stared at the person on the bed in disbelief, the girl who protected Du Yao behind her, she?! She? She! She......

"Ahem, ahem!" He Angelica pressed the palm of his left hand on the back of his right hand, and received a full blow from Duan Xiaolou, who was seriously injured, with both hands, and saved Du Yao, who had been motionless until now, from his deadly palm. Her right hand cracked open on the spot, blood splattered, staining a large sheet of bed, and her left hand pressed her chest, and coughed twice, and with each cough, some blood dripped in front of her placket, and it was not very conspicuous on the fabric of the black clothes.

She coughed and insisted on finishing her words: "Don't ...... Don't kill him, he's a little wounded...... Please help him heal his wounds. She lowered her eyes, looked at the floor, finished these words, and avoided Duan Xiaolou's eyes.

Lu Jiangbei and Gao definitely glanced at each other, no one stepped forward to help the "he" in her mouth heal the injury, Du Yao was injured? What kind of injury did he suffer that caused Jade Hand to scratch his back? In fact, they were all frightened by the scene in front of them, He Angelica helped Du Yao block a palm from Duan Shao, but she was still alive! No matter how seriously injured Duan Shao was, a palm with all his strength was an impenetrable whirlwind of death, where did He Angelica find a gap that she could escape from and save Du Yao's life?

He Angelica pressed his left hand on his undulating chest, and lay down weakly on Du Yao's side, his eyes for help fell on Gao Jue's face, and blood gushed from his lips: "Master Gao...... Ice is true and poisonous...... How to detoxify? ”

Gao Jue stepped forward, and Lu Jiangbei was one step ahead of him, took out a green porcelain box from his arms, pulled out the lid, took out a pitch-black pill the size of a dragon's eye, and fed it into the girl's bleeding mouth. Lu Jiangbei was lucky with his palms, protecting her heart and back of her heart one after the other, and asked softly: "Why?" Why save him? ”

"What else?" Liao Zhiyuan, who appeared at some point, leaned on the door frame and said with a smile, "After losing your body, you lost your heart again, the person you want to kill is her father-in-law." ”

Everyone in Jinyiwei was silent, He Angelica was silent, and Du Yao was smiling alone.

"Really?" Under the ice mask, Duan Xiao's floor was like gold paper, "Is what he said true?" Between you and Du Yao...... Nothing, right? ”

He Angelica was still silent, silently drooping his butterfly-like eyelashes.