The Beijing Senior College Student Association has been very busy these two days.

The march on December 25 was in full swing.

The influence of this matter has begun to ferment.

A lot of people are paying attention.

Yuan Wenjun and others were even more busy spinning, and their feet did not touch the ground.

In particular, a few core members almost gave up sleeping and were busy.

Because the core content of the march has changed, the progress of various matters has become much more hidden, and only those who trust enough are qualified to know the subsequent changes.

I have to admit that the enthusiasm and passion of the students, once activated, produce an effect and efficiency that is not far behind the official.

And perhaps because the momentum in the early stage was very mature, even the forces that were ready to use this incident to make trouble were on guard and failed to understand and capture the changes in the content of the march in time.

On the fourth day, night began to fall.

College Street.

Dugu Yuying and Yuan Nong walked out of the gate of the Royal Senior Academy, looking tired, but their expressions were very excited.

The arrangement of the last student club has been successfully completed.

Tomorrow morning, the parade will be on time.

Thinking that this time they could make a name for the imperial hero Lin Beichen and wash away his grievances, the hearts of the two young people were filled with a sense of mission and pride.

"Brother Nong, I want to buy a box of [Su Kum Kee] new [Tuoyun Gouache], can you come with me?"

It's rare to relax, Dugu Yuying held her sweetheart's arm, revealing her girlish side, and said coquettishly.

Yuan Nong poked the tip of his girlfriend's nose dotingly, and said with a smile: "Okay, then go to Lao Liao's snack stall to eat two bowls of red oil and copying hands, and go back to have a good rest, nourish your spirits, and prepare for tomorrow's parade." ”

"Okay, okay. ”

Dugu Yuying cheered excitedly like a child.

Lao Liao's food stall is a ten-year-old stall at the back door of the college where the two are located, they met for the first time, it was there, they didn't know each other, and then they changed from enemies to lovers, it can be said that the humble food stall carried some of the best memories of the two of them.

The two chatted happily as they walked, reminiscing about the good times when they fell in love in the past.

As he walked, Yuan Nong stopped abruptly.

Because he suddenly found that he didn't know when, there was no one on the streets before and after.

The silence is terrible.

In the cold wind, there are a few withered yellow leaves, whirling and falling in the wind.

An eerie ominous aura permeated the air.

Yuan Nong was very vigilant, his left hand held his girlfriend's arm, and his right hand was already pressed on the hilt of the [Qingquan Sword] hanging from his waist.

"Brother Nong?"

Dugu Yuying also sensed that something was wrong.

A hundred meters away, one had no signage

The black carriage was quietly traversing the middle of the street.

On either side of the carriage, there was a black figure.

The figures of these two people, whose faces were covered in black cloaks, held white long swords in their hands, and the swords were cold, like ghosts in the night, standing quietly, releasing a palpitating horror.

"Who?"

Yuan Nong asked with a low snort.

He felt the hostility emanating from the other party.

But there was no answer.

Two black-robed ghost figures dragged their long swords and approached quickly.

Zizi!

The tip of the sword rubbed rapidly against the bluestone brick floor, leaving behind a series of sparks that looked glaring and eerie in the dim night sky.

Murderous explosion.

Cangchang.

The long sword on Yuan Nong's waist was also pulled out in an instant.

As one of the top ten student swordsmen of the younger generation in the capital, Yuan Nong's strength is definitely not low, and he is also very rich in combat experience.

His reaction is also extremely fast.

Draw your sword and fight back.

In an instant, in one go.

Woohoo!

The sword broke through the air.

The three figures, in the night, in the burst of sword qi and sword light, after a short pause, quickly crossed over, and then settled back to back ten meters apart.

Burst!

A faint line of blood burst out from Yuan Nong's left leg.

He's hurt.

"Brother Nong......"

Dugu Yuying exclaimed, with the sword in hand, and rushed over.

At this time—

Poof.

The sound of two streaks of paper being punctured rang out.

The two black ghost-like figures, blood spraying from their throats at the same time, a trachea-cut ho-ho sound came out of their throats, and then they fell forward.

Yuan Nong raised his hand and blocked Dugu Yuying behind him.

His gaze was extremely vigilant as he looked at the black carriage fifty meters away.

At night.

The black carriage without a nameplate, like a night demon lurking in the dark abyss, released an extremely dangerous aura.

"Brother Nong, are you alright?"

Dugu Yuying saw the sword wound on Yuan Nong's right leg, and her heart was very anxious.

Yuan Nong shook his head and was about to speak.

That's when —

Shout!

The sound of breaking the air sounded.

An arrow shot out of the carriage.

It's as fast as black lightning.

"It's not good, it's the Aurora people......"

Yuan Nong was taken aback, and the long sword in his hand only had time to block it in front of his chest.

Rumble!

The crackling sound of gold and iron is like thunder in the nine skies.

Yuan Nong suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a siege hammer, only to feel that the huge power of the Emperor was surging, and the Hundred Refining Qingquan Sword in his hand exploded in an instant, turning into silver fragments like thousands of butterflies dancing, and burst out.

The wrist of his right hand, which was holding the sword, also clicked, and it broke in an instant.

The tremendous force shook him like a paper kite with a broken thread, and he flew backwards.

"Huh?

There was a faint exclamation from the carriage.

Obviously, he didn't expect that under this shot, Yuan Nong didn't die.

And at the same time, the second arrow has been fired.

This arrow is even more powerful.

Faster.

Dugu Yuying had time to react at this time, and slashed out with a sword, trying to intercept it.

But the speed of the arrow exceeded her reaction time.

The sword slashed only the afterimage of the arrows.

The real arrows, between the lightning and flint, had already swept past her side and came to Yuan Nong, who had not yet landed.

The cluster of death arrows pointed directly at the center of Yuan Nong's eyebrows.

This arrow was enough to explode Yuan Nong's head in an instant.

Yuan Nong also did feel the coming of death.

At this moment, a violent unwillingness surged into his heart.

He hasn't done anything yet.

He hadn't lifted his sweetheart's hijab on the night of the candles in the cave room.

If he dies here, what will Dugu Yuying do?

"Ahhh......hh

Yuan Nong's eyes widened.

Then, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he froze.

Because of the cluster of deadly arrows, it suddenly stopped.

At a distance of about a hair's hair from the center of his eyebrows, he stopped unexpectedly.

The reason for the stop was that there was a hand that held the shaft of the arrow.

A claw, to be exact.

Silver, shaggy paws.

It resembled the huge claws of some kind of rat-like creature, sticking out of the air without warning, revealing only a part of it, but easily gripping the thunderous sword.

Then, with a flick of the rat's wrist.

The black carriage on the opposite side immediately exploded, collapsed, and sputtered away.

One of the figures sitting in it, with an arrow nailed to his chest, flew out and flew a full ten meters before it landed on a stone tablet.

At this time—

Shout!

Rumble!

The sound of arrows flying upside down in the air and the roar of the carriage being shot rang out one after the other.

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