Chapter 502: Striking the West (2)
"Zhai Xiyou!" Youruo had just been woken up, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a thick figure dressed in white sitting on the edge of her bed, screaming in fright.
Zhai Xiyou didn't turn his head to look at Youruo, and sat quietly on the edge of the bed. He could hear the sound in the Hidden Pavilion, Zhai Xiying was only a few hundred meters away from the courtyard where Youruo was imprisoned at the moment.
"What's going on out there?" According to Zhai Xiying's plan, didn't he enter the palace to do stupid things? Why is there movement outside the Pavilion?
"Huh." Zhai Xiyou laughed self-deprecatingly, tilted his head slightly and didn't look at Youruo, and hit his side face with the hazy beam of the moon, and the other side that Youruo saw was a cheek covered by shadows. "He didn't play a good trick."
"Huh?" Give the dummy? Youruo thought of the situation outside from the word Zhai Xiyou said.
Could it be that Zhai Xiying broke into the palace and kidnapped Lin Guifei, but in fact, he brought a large number of people into the hidden pavilion?
"Ruo'er~." Zhai Xiyou shouted in a deep voice.
Youruo lay in the quilt and didn't get up, and her eyes kept falling on Zhai Xiyou's back.
"Go back to sleep, and when you wake up, you'll be out." Zhai Xiyou finally looked down at Youruo, the smile on the corner of his mouth was very gentle, as if he was staring at a treasure, reluctant to be helpless before it left.
Youruo frowned at Zhai Xiyou's words, but she couldn't match Zhai Xiyou's speed. After Zhai Xiyou clicked on Youruo's sleeping hole, Youruo groggily rolled her eyes a few times, and her eyelids reluctantly blinked a few times and closed again.
Before Zhai Xiyou got up, he first dropped a kiss on Youruo's forehead. Bitterness has been echoing in his heart, and in the face of the woman he loves, all he can do is secretly have her for such a moment.
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"In which direction?" Zhai Xiying killed all the way to Yue's side, and slashed the people who attacked from the Youge Pavilion with a knife, and the blood flowing from the opponent's neck spurted out like a column of water.
Yue's gaze shot in the direction of the courtyard where Yuruo was, "I bewitched a person just now, and he said... The Lord's wife, in the Lord's room. ”
The Lady of the Pavilion? Zhai Xiying did not show anger after hearing this, but became more calm. It's just that the sword in his hand has become faster and betrayed him. There are no fancy swordsmanship, one slash and one stab, all of which are important positions for the other party.
This is the territory of the Hidden Pavilion, and even if Zhai Xiying leads five hundred people to break into the Hidden Pavilion, it will not be able to withstand the more than a thousand people in its stronghold.
In addition to hard fighting, the most important thing is that Xing poisoned a new group of people before they poured out, causing the opponent's combat effectiveness to drop sharply.
"Master, leave it to us, you rush over!" Chen saw that the people in the secluded pavilion wanted to prevent them from going to the courtyard where Miss Lu was, so he simply let the master go first.
Zhai Xiying's sword has never stopped taking people's lives, and today's move, in addition to bringing Youruo out, is also to avenge Youge's destruction of one of his altars.
Quickly shuttling among the enemy, Zhai Xiying will have a head landing wherever he goes.
The killing was nothing more than that, and ten heads were killed in an instant. Smelling the smell of blood, Zhai Xiying hooked the corners of his mouth evilly, and his face happened to be sprayed by the blood of the enemy, like a bewitching Rakshasa who came to the world from hell!
Even the loose black hair was stuck to the blood of the enemy, but when the blood slid down the hair, Zhai Xiying's clothes were black, and no one could see the bright blood color in this moonlit night.
The demon is even the fluttering clothes, which look like a thin slice of murder, as long as the people who get close to Zhai Xiying, no one can escape. A mass grave has been erected in the area centered around him!
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