With the sound of a sharp blade piercing the texture, the sword that should have stabbed Jiang Shu instantly pierced Lang Mo's chest, and the red blood suddenly flowed out, staining the pale cyan clothes on his body red.

Jiang Shu didn't expect him to make such a move, his heart tightened suddenly, and he watched the man in black draw his sword neatly, and before he could fall, he hurriedly raised his hand to support his arms: "Yan Cheng——! ”

"You didn't ...... Hurt, right? Rangmo asked with difficulty as he turned his head to look at her.

Jiang Shu quickly shook his head: "I'm fine, it's you who was hurt." ”

"That'...... Just ......" The breath faintly spat out three words, and Lang Mo was unable to support it any longer, his eyes closed, and he fell heavily into her arms.

And those black-clothed people who were surrounding them, seeing that one of the obstacles to assassinating Jiang Shu had been removed, glanced at each other, and immediately grabbed their weapons and approached Jiang Shu again.

Jiang Shu stood in the middle with the seriously injured Lang Mo, unable to advance or retreat, and the Tian family was entangled by a group of black-clothed people over there, and there was no way to get out to save them.

Just when Jiang Shu thought that he was going to die and was about to close his eyes in resignation, there was a sudden sound of swishing from above.

Before Jiang Shu could look up to see what was going on, the weapons in the hands of the black-clothed men standing around him instantly fell to the ground.

Immediately after, a tall and tall black figure fell from above, holding a sword horizontally in his left hand and raising it horizontally towards the man in black in front of him.

"Luo Xin——?" From the side angle, seeing the faces of the people who came, Jiang Shu's face immediately appeared with a touch of excitement.

A few days ago, he said that he had something to do to go out of the city, and it might take more than ten days to come back, but more than half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and he has not returned home, and she still thinks that something happened to him, and she has been worried for several days.

Luo Xin nodded lightly at her, raised his right hand and pulled out his sword, and said to the Tian clan who was fighting fiercely with the man in black not far away: "Madam, take them away quickly, leave it to me here." ”

"Can you do it alone?" Looking around at the dozens of black-clothed people around, Jiang Shu was a little worried.

"Don't worry, you still can't trust my kung fu?" Luo Xin threw a comforting smile at her, clenched the sword in his hand, and kicked down the black-clothed people around him who had no time to pick up their weapons.

Then, she used her light skills to jump into the encirclement where Tian was located, and used her moves to resist the black-clothed man who was besieging her.

As soon as he got out, Tian immediately found an opportunity to break out of the encirclement, quickly ran to the location where Jiang Shu and Lang Mo were, reached out and took him from Jiang Shu's hand, and said in a hurried tone: "Let's go!" ”

The kung fu of those black-clothed people is not bad, and I don't know how long Na Luo Xin can last, if he doesn't leave, I'm afraid none of them will be able to leave.

"This ...... Good. Jiang Shu turned his head to look over there, knowing that their stay would only become a drag, so he nodded slightly.

Luo Xin was born in the rivers and lakes, although his kung fu is not as good as that of Cowardly Yu, one of the four disciples of the Cangshan Sect, he is also a master, I hope he can get out smoothly.

Then, he raised his hand to hold one of Lang Mo's arms, supported him with Tian, and turned around and walked along the same path in the direction of the main hall.

When Jiang Shu and the three of them walked out of the courtyard, the battle in the courtyard immediately stopped.

The black-clothed man led by one of them walked to the opposite side of Luo Xin with a sword, stretched out his hand to pull down the black scarf covering his face, respectfully hugged his fist and saluted him, and said with a puzzled face: "Eighth Master, why did you want to stop the despicable killing of Ye Jiangshu?" ”