The old patriarch of the Ye family had a look of despair in his wide-open cloudy eyes.

The dagger silently pierced the flesh, slicing through the muscles, slicing through the veins, and more and more blood flowed out, but there was still no sound.

The short knife in the girl's hand continued to stab inward without mercy.

Ye Luan's delicate spirit became more and more distorted, and his heartbeat became faster and faster, so the blood at the knife edge also flowed faster and faster.

It's like the tears on Ye Luanxiu's face, which can't stop flowing.

Unconsciously, Ye Luan was already in tears.

Tears messed up the delicate makeup, like flowers that had been broken by a rainstorm.

However, the nightmare is not over.

When Ding Aya's short sword pierced into Ye Luan's abdominal cavity, the blood flowing down Ye Luan's slender and tight legs had unconsciously formed a shocking pool of blood under her feet.

The dagger continued inward, and Ding Aya could feel the dagger pierce a soft organ.

At this moment, she had an indescribable pleasure.

As the blood loss increased, Ye Luan's body began to slump, and she could no longer stand, she could only lean on the girl behind her.

At this moment, the girl's voice sounded again.

This time, not only Ye Luan heard it, but the old man also heard it.

The voice was as light and cold as ever, suppressed within a radius of three feet.

"It hurts, doesn't it? The woman you killed a thousand years ago hurts too. ”

The old man and Ye Luan didn't know why, and since the girl appeared, they repeatedly mentioned a word.

A thousand years ago.

What happened a thousand years ago, what kind of blood feud needs to be grudged for a thousand years, and today, thousands of years later, there is still such a monstrous resentment in the body of its descendants?

The girl slowly pulled out the short sword from Ye Luan's lower abdomen and opened a shocking wound on Ye Luan's lower abdomen.

Ye Luan is still alive, but he has burst into tears and is living in great pain.

Ye Chen poured out a burst of grief, and he looked at the girl beggingly.

He wanted the girl to let Ye Luan go.

The grievances of thousands of years ago, as the head of the Ye family, he is willing to bear it alone, but he hopes that she will not blame the younger generations.

The girl read Ye Chen's pleading eyes.

But the short sword slashed through a cold light again at this time.

This sword was much faster, and it stabbed into Ye Luan's full left chest, Ye Luan's eyes shrank, and he wanted to open his mouth to scream, but he couldn't make any sound, and when the girl took a step back slightly, she immediately collapsed.

Ding Aya's expression was indifferent, and she suddenly pulled out a short sword from Ye Luan's chest, and blood gushed out from her left chest, this woman who wanted to become the Empress of Yonghui in the future has now become a bloody person, and the blood has stained her long skirt red.

She didn't blink an eyelid.

There was no sparkle in those wide eyes.

Although there was no life in his eyes, he still left the unforgettable horror before he died.

Ding Ling slowly let go of Ye Luan, and after her body lost its support, she fell directly backwards.

When the corpse fell to the ground, there was still no sound.

It's like everything in the square, it's very weird.

The old man suddenly felt that all this was familiar.

Woman...... Millennial ......

As if he remembered something, he stared at Ding Aya tightly, his eyes full of disbelief.

Ding Aya glanced at him and said softly, "I don't know if you still remember the woman who was killed by you thousands of years ago?"

Ye Chen's eyes widened suddenly.

"Now it's time for you to pay your debts. ”

She swung her dagger again.

A head flew into the air.

She vanished.

With a thud, the head landed on the floor and rolled twice.

Dead silence reached the eerie room, and finally a voice sounded.

......

......

Zhang Xingyuan glanced at Su Zhuo up and down in shock, subconsciously reached out and patted Su Zhuo's body, and after confirming that he was not missing arms or legs, he gasped and said: "Young Marquis, I almost scared my heart out of trouble, if you want to have an accident here, I followed you all the way to Wanghai City for a month, but I was all busy in vain." ”

Su Zhuo looked at his cautious appearance, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, I didn't die so easily, but the guy I brought here was broken." ”

He looked at his own waist, and there was only an empty sheath left.

Zhang Xingyuan said: "It's good, it's good to carry this thing, you have to replace it with your little uncle's Canglan sword, the shadow of the famous tree, then Zhou Chengjun may not dare to act rashly." ”

Su Zhuo smiled when he heard this, and was about to speak, but he raised his eyes as if he was aware and looked not far away.

Ye Bufan is here.

When Zhou Chengjun escaped, Ye Bufan also made a move, but he couldn't keep Zhou Chengjun.

Su Zhuo didn't feel anything about it.

He knew very well in his heart that Ye Bufan was just acting like a show.

In the bottom of his heart, this uncle is afraid that he would wish for a few more lifeless assassins to kill him.

Ye Bufan glanced at Su Zhuo's pale face and said, "Fortunately, Changle Hou is very capable, if something happens to you here, I don't know how to go back and explain to Your Majesty." ”

Su Zhuo said: "Uncle Guo has bothered him. ”

Ye Bufan didn't know where to find a bottle of pill, and said: "I have a bottle of Three-Pattern Blood Qi Pill here, you take it first, Changle Hou was frightened today, and he can take this pill back to recuperate." ”

The three-pattern qi and blood pill is also a precious elixir, and everyone knows the relationship between the two, and when they saw Ye Bufan acting like he was willing to take out such an elixir, he couldn't help but sigh at the generous hand of this uncle of the country.

Su Zhuo didn't accept it, just shook his head and said, "No need, it's just a small injury." ”

Ye Bufan looked at him and said, "I'm afraid that this little injury will delay Hou Ye's cultivation and affect the breaking realm." ”

Su Zhuo smiled and said, "Uncle Guo is too worried, after fighting with the assassin this time, I also have some understanding, and I will be able to break through again in the near future." ”

Ye Bufan also smiled and said, "Fortune and misfortune are ambushed, and fortune is relied on, I will congratulate Changle Hou first." ”

When the two of them were playing a sharp game, Ning Yuchen had already taken three steps and two steps together, and rushed over from the stage, and at this time, everyone reacted, the real protagonist of Ning Mansion today is not Su Zhuo, but Ning Yuchen.

Ning Ru was still standing on the stage, he looked at the young man who was surrounded by everyone, and fell into thought.

Captain Liu came to his side, bowed his head and said, "It's a dereliction of duty, please punish the general." ”

Ning Ru put away the spear, shook his head, and said, "Don't blame yourself too much, that Zhou Chengjun is not an idle person." ”

"Yes!"

Ning Ru stood with his hands in his hands and said softly, "What do you think?"

Liu Duwei was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Ning Yuchen, who was facing Su Zhuo and asked for warmth, and said softly: "Changle Hou is a real hidden dragon, brave and strategic, and extremely talented. And it can also be seen from the matter of Jingling Palace and Xingwu Palace that Changle Hou is still a loving and righteous person, and the prince is now friendly with him, and he will have more choices in the future by relying on this affection. ”

Ning Ru just nodded slightly.

Emperor and King Zhao.

Now that Yonghui has an undercurrent, he is not sure how far he can go in the upcoming whirlpool as a god general.

In his opinion, if he took the first step, if Su Zhuo was still alive at that time, Ning Yuchen would at least be able to survive the catastrophe safely.