Bang.

Xiahou Chun coughed up blood and flew upside down.

Murong Yan was knocked away in exclamation.

Song Zhao laughed wildly: "Xiahou Chun, today is your death!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the light flashed.

There was a whoosh.

It turned out to be another 'Xuanbing self-explosion'!

Murong Yanhua's face was pale, and he did not hesitate to hold Xiahou Chun in his arms.

She turned sharply and turned her back against the disaster.

The man with the mask was furious and said in a cold voice: "Look for death!" ”

In fact, he could make a move, but Xiahou Chun's life and death had nothing to do with her.

In addition, she faintly felt that something was wrong with Xiahou Chun, obviously she could use the 'Nanke Sword' and 'Mountain Gradually Green' to block the power of the self-explosion, why did she have to resist?

As soon as her mind turned, she realized it, and snorted coldly: "Color! ”

However, she didn't have time to 'break up' Xiahou Chun and Murong Yan, at this moment, the Xuan soldier blew himself up, and if it was not good, Murong Yan would be hit hard.

I saw her embroidered robe flicked, and the huge infant refining peak qi machine puffed out.

At the same time, blood-colored plum blossoms bloomed in the air.

The petals are bright and enchanting, like bloody roses.

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the covered man, and he scolded lightly.

The blood plum instantly dispersed, turning into a high-rise barrier.

At the right time, a violent shock wave roared.

Burst.

The Xuan Bing self-detonation was enough to shock any half-step real person.

The masked man snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Die!!"

A snort broke through the air.

Song Zhao's hideous face met the eyes of the overlay.

A chilling sword light burst through the blood plum and went straight to the atrium of the Covered Man.

Unexpectedly, her eyes were indifferent, and she did not panic in the slightest.

She spat out a word: "He! ”

The blood plum suddenly merged.

Buzz.

A blood-colored spear in hand.

A flash of anger flashed between her eyebrows, and the spear stabbed forward.

The battle came to an abrupt end.

Song Zhao stared at the spear that pierced his heart.

Before he died, he looked at Xiahou Chun in Murong Yan's arms with resentment.

The one who hates the most is still Xiahou Chun.

Xiahou Chun is not happy.

It's extremely uncomfortable.

He was lying on the soft place on Murong Yan's chest, his face was pale, and he kept coughing up blood.

Murong Yan was completely panicked and didn't know what to do.

It was not only the first intimate contact with Xiahou Chun, but also the first heartbeat.

Bearing the hatred of the country and the family, she has never considered the affairs of men and women.

But everything has long been traced.

What's more, he was still set up in advance by Xiahou Chun, a 'scumbag'.

She had long since fallen, but she had not found out about it.

She thought that she was cooperating with Xiahou Chun temporarily for the sake of 'recovering the country'.

She thought they were just a partnership.

But today, she suddenly found that for the first time, she had a 'panic' mood.

If Xiahou Chun died, she was afraid that she would really be sad.

"Xiahou Chun, don't die! You don't want to die! ”

Murong Yan's calm and calm posture was completely broken.

It is also the first time that Xiahou Chun has been broken.

Tianxin behind him suddenly felt a little retching, and he dared to let her touch such a bloody plot.

Although this Murong Yan is very knowledgeable, he is a 'novice in feelings'.

It seems that from the beginning of the Eastern Capital, Murong Yan was tricked into the chariot by Xiahou Chun, and he was trapped.

Shen Guangyin looked at Xiahou Chun with great meaning, his eyes flickering, as if he was hesitant.

Tianxin fluttered lightly, and suddenly he was happy.

This guy has a bad stomach, so why don't you want to test Shen Guangyin?

She glanced at Qinzhou City, her face was cold, and a faint voice sounded: "Xiahou Daoyou, are you still fine?" Now the situation in the city is critical, and we need to investigate as soon as possible. ”

Xiahou Chun, who was lying in Murong Yan's chest, snorted muttered, and spurted out a blood stasis again.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, a smile appeared on his pale face, and he said weakly: "I have a fellow Daoist of Lao Tianxin." ”

Tianxin secretly pouted: Still pretending!

In fact, Xiahou Chun didn't have the heart to rub the oil, but Murong Yan was too comfortable, and he couldn't help it.

It's too soft, so I want to lie down for a while.

But he didn't have a chance, and Murong Yan's panicked look gradually disappeared.

Her face was slightly red, as if she was shy, and she immediately put Xiahou Chun down and hurriedly jumped away.

Boom.

Xiahou Chun fell to the ground again.

It hurt so much that he bared his teeth.

Murong Yan looked embarrassed, pointed at him and said angrily, "Brother Shi, how can you be like this!" ”

Xiahou Chun stood up without blushing and without a beat, looking surprised, "Ah, I'm actually fine." ”