Thinking of this, she shuddered, and secretly planned that she would never go to see that murderer, in case she ran into it and a fierce conflict broke out, then she had to do her best, and if she could beat it, she would run.

As for the bedding or something? She will definitely spare no effort to let this master cut off his children and grandchildren.

With such a blessing to the soul, Yun Yao relaxed a lot, and the willow green and pink near her, the swallow whispered and the warbler cried. In the distance, the purple hall of the Zhu Building, the jade pavilion is a thousand heavy. After crossing the white jade bridge and walking along the winding corridor, the two came to a cherry blossom forest.

This cherry forest seems to be rarely visited, but it also preserves the beauty of returning to the basics. The floor is also paved with flowers, full of beauty.

Yun Yao's heart was slightly relieved. She had observed, along the way, the guards looked loose and strict, and if she moved slightly, she was afraid that she would become a skin that had been skinned on the chain, but the closer she got to the cherry blossom garden, the guards were lax.

I don't know why, but it's a good opportunity.

Although this Chunliu is a maid, her combat effectiveness is good, and she is actually not sure that she will win with one blow......

Yun Yao lagged behind slightly, and suddenly bent down and grabbed a handful of dirt and exclaimed, "What is this?" ”

Chunliu instinctively lowered his head, and the next moment he felt a pain in his eyes, so he immediately rubbed his eyes, and then there was a pain in his neck, and his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

Seeing Chunliu fall down softly, Yun Yao took a deep breath and quickly dragged Chunliu to the rockery, making sure that there were no flaws left, and then her body flashed and swept towards the cherry blossom garden.

The most dangerous place is the safest place, but there is some truth in this sentence, according to the thinking of normal people, knocking out the spring willow, it is bound to run out, how can it be possible to know that there are tigers in the mountains, and prefer to go to the tiger mountain?

This was an extremely clever strategy, but the moment you stepped into the cherry blossom garden, it broke through.

There were two figures standing in front of her, one of them was wearing a dark red Xuanwen brocade robe with his back to her, and the other was facing Yun Yao.

It was a young man, with grim eyebrows, dressed in black, as clear as a cold sword out of its sheath. When he saw Yun Yao who suddenly broke in, his paralyzed handsome face changed slightly.

Yun Yao reacted very quickly, and swept behind the person in the dark red brocade robe in one step, and the dagger was horizontal, and it had already landed on the person's neck.

The man with facial paralysis opened his eyes slightly.

"Don't move!" Yun Yao snorted, "If you don't want to die, come with me!" ”

Although it was only for a moment, Yun Yao wanted to give her reaction a score of nine, she shot quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately, and the person she held hostage was much more luxuriously dressed than the paralyzed man, and he was obviously not an ordinary master.

The man with facial paralysis finally reacted and said in disbelief: "Princess, you ......"

"Less nonsense!" Yun Yao was actually very nervous in her heart. Although she has a supernatural ability, it seems to be ineffective, and she can't use it at this moment, and if she doesn't escape here as soon as possible, if she is discovered by the Lord, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

That kind of big boss-level character, I'm afraid the combat power is not something she can deal with.

"I'm going to get out of here, and I'm going to go down, and don't stop it! Otherwise, I'll kill him! ”

Yun Yao's voice was cold.

She didn't even have time to observe whether the person being held hostage was male or female, and the only feeling was that there was a faint, good-smelling smell on this person's body......

The man with facial paralysis looked at the person who was held hostage with complicated eyes, and immediately seemed to have received some kind of instruction: "Princess, we won't let you leave, please put down the dagger." ”