Sikong Yanfei was listening to Hanyue with his head down.

The two dancing girls on the field pounced on him at great speed.

Between the lightning and thunder, the two short swords had already come closer, and even if Han Yue had already taken precautions, his reaction was still not as fast as Sikong Yan's.

He kicked the table over, and the table slammed into two dancers at the same time, one of whom had his dagger on the ground.

"There are assassins!"

At this time, the attendants behind Sikong Yanfei also reacted, and stepped forward one after another.

"Keep your mouth alive!" Sikong Yan shouted sharply.

As soon as she finished speaking, one of the dancers swung the short sword in her hand and stabbed directly into her own chest.

Fortunately, the sword in the hand of another dancing girl fell, half a beat slower, and was rushed up by the attendants and taken down on the spot.

Han Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, no matter what, she was right again.

The next step is to find a way to get her deed of sale out of Sikong Yanfei's hands, and then go to Xu Gong......

She was thinking about it when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a white light flashing behind Sikong Yan.

At this time, everyone was staring at the assassin who had been captured in front of them, so no one noticed behind Sikong Yanfei.

The people who could stand behind Sikong Yanfei were all his attendants and cronies, and an ominous thought flashed through Han Yue's mind for an instant: Assassins are not just these two dancing girls!

At that moment, she didn't even have time to remind Sikong Yanfei, so she pounced on her body and hugged the other party tightly.

Sikong Yanfei just noticed that the wind behind him was not good, and before he could turn around, he suddenly saw Hanyue rushing over and hugging him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the sharp edge piercing straight into the back of Hanyue's heart.

Almost in a flash of lightning, he shot out like lightning, grabbed the opponent's blade, and forcibly stopped the opponent's forward blade.

It was only then that everyone noticed the accident behind them.

A man dressed as an attendant, a sword pierced Han Yue's back, and the tip of the sword was buried in Han Yue's body, I don't know how deep, Sikong Yan grabbed the sword with his empty hand, and his palm was also dripping with blood.

At this time, the attendants beside Sikong Yanfei rushed over, ready to take down this person.

Seeing that the blow could not be achieved, the man quickly retreated, and stabbed his sword into his heart before everyone gathered around, and by the time everyone came forward to look, he was already dead.

Han Yue didn't feel how much pain the injury on her back hurt at first, she even raised her head and glanced at Sikong Yanfei, "Are you okay?" ”

The corners of Sikong Yan's mouth twitched, "Yes." ”

He was obviously extremely unaccustomed to being held by a woman, but now Hanyue still had a sword on his back, and he could only hold the sword in his hand, not daring to pull it out.

Blood slowly flowed down Han Yue's clothes, down the hem of her dress, and in a short time it had formed a small pool of blood under their feet.

There was chaos all around.

All the guests were protected by their own attendants, and the beautiful barmaids were all driven away from the table, and even the dancing girls who had just danced were all guarded, huddled together and shivering.

Sikong Yan's eyes stared at the self-severed attendant with heavy eyes, and a thick evil aura emanated from all over his body.

He knew the attendant, and had been with him for ten years.

Ten years of loyalty...... Didn't you expect it to be the hidden eyeliner around you? Just to take your own life at such a time?

He closed his eyes, "Such servants of the Lord, drag them out, dissect their bodies with their swords, and throw them out of the city." ”

At this time, an attendant came over to help Sikong Yanfei simply deal with the cuts on her hand, and someone stepped forward to hold the sword that pierced Hanyue's back for Sikong Yanfei, intending to pull the sword out of her body.

"No." Sikong Yanfei stopped, "Take her back first, and find a doctor." ”

Drawing the sword at this time will cause the blood to flow endlessly, so it is better to let the sword stay in her body first.

Seeing that Sikong Yanfei was leaving, everyone got up together, Zhou Yigong saw the sword on Hanyue's back, shook his head slightly, and didn't know how deep the sword stabbed, if it was deep, he was afraid that it would directly kill her.

However, what he was worried about at this time was not Hanyue's safety, but the cars of iron that Sikong Yanfei promised him.

So he asked: "Danyangjun, those cars of ironware ......"

Sikong Yanfei led people out, and said without looking back: "Tomorrow, you will send someone to fetch it." ”

Zhou Yigong smiled with satisfaction.

Until Sikong Yanfei left with Hanyue, everyone was still talking about what had just happened, only Qin Zhengjing's face was gloomy, staring blankly at the door and not knowing what he was thinking.