Leaving the Six Kings' Mansion, Shen Jiaojiao staggered back in the dark night.

Not long after I left, I realized that something was wrong.

After pausing to listen carefully, I immediately heard the sound of birds waking up and trampling on grass and trees.

Someone is following!

And there are quite a few people!

She reacted immediately.

Tearing another skirt, Shen Jiaojiao tied the long sword tightly in her hand.

That way, even if she loses her strength, even if the blood is slippery, she will not lose her weapon.

Feeling that her body temperature was passing little by little, Shen Jiaojiao knew that she should conserve her strength for the next battle.

Taking a deep breath, she stood silently in place, gradually surrounded by killers.

Under the moonlight, the woman's slender waist was unbearable, her white clothes were already stained with blood, and the whole person was full of abusive beauty.

Like a fairy who fell into the mortal world and was chased by mortals, she was powerful but fragile, calm and helpless.

The killers looked at the holy and fragile woman in the moonlight, and they all gasped, and glanced at each other, and they all saw in each other's eyes that they were reluctant, unbearable, and unwilling.

But in the end, it turned out to be impossible.

As killing machines, they can't be disobedient.

Forcibly expelling the unbearable in his eyes, the killers approached with swords, and the first one in the lead rushed forward.

Prepare to stab the woman's throat with a long sword.

It's a pleasure to die like this.

Shen Jiaojiao naturally saw the worthless pity in their eyes, and couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

Who kills whom, not necessarily!

On the side of her body, Shen Jiaojiao dodged the other party's surprise attack.

Just as she was passing by the other party, Shen Jiaojiao's shoulders were raised, her wrists flicked, and the long sword slashed through the other party's throat.

In an instant, he died in the midst of his own enemies.

The rest of the killers' pupils were shocked, and they couldn't understand why this woman looked vulnerable and couldn't even walk steadily, but she could still have the ability to kill.

Seeing that their companions were dead, the remaining killers did not dare to underestimate the enemy, glanced at each other, and attacked Shen Jiaojiao together.

Shen Jiaojiao's shoulder lost too much blood, and it hurt a lot even when she moved.

She could only drag her long sword, staggering to dodge the killer's attack.

Every step is thrilling.

She knew that if she made a wrong step, she would definitely be stabbed into a sieve by these men in black.

However, even if it was so dangerous and so weak, she still relied on her strong perseverance to take every right step and avoid every danger.

It's just that as time gradually lengthens, Shen Jiaojiao has suffered serious blood loss, and her speed has gradually slowed down.

"Hmmm......"

Shen Jiaojiao snorted, but she dodged a little slower, and her waist was immediately scratched by a sharp blade.

But, at this moment, she also saw the other party's flaws.

Gritting his teeth and dragging the long sword, Shen Jiaojiao stabbed hard, and the killer who scratched him immediately lost his breath.

Shen Jiaojiao took advantage of his weight, pushed himself back a few steps, and then pulled out the long sword fiercely.

The blood dragged along the tip of the sword and left a long trail on the ground, making people tremble involuntarily.

Looking at her again at this time, the killers realized that they were wrong, very wrong.

She doesn't really look like a cornered fairy.

And like ......

Like a killer, like an assassin.

I don't know how to fear, I don't know how to retreat, and one blow is deadly.

That ruthlessness, that murderous aura, is by no means something that ordinary martial arts practitioners can have.

Although she was covered in wounds and blood, they had no doubt that even if she died, she would kill them all before she died.

The sense of crisis skyrocketed in his heart, and the remaining five killers glanced at each other, knowing that if they continued like this, they would be killed by her one by one sooner or later.

Seeing the eyes of several killers, Shen Jiaojiao secretly felt bad in her heart, but at this moment, her eyes had begun to blur, and she no longer had the energy to analyze their movements.

Relying only on his own instincts, he constantly dodges, attacks, dodges, and attacks.

Seeing that a killer pounced again, Shen Jiaojiao dodged as usual and plunged the long sword into his abdomen.

Just as she was about to draw her sword, she found that her sword was clenched tightly by the killer.

Sensing the approach of the blade, Shen Jiaojiao wanted to let go of the long sword, but couldn't.

Her sword was wrapped around her hand.

However, Shen Jiaojiao did not give up, she endured the sharp pain in her shoulder, gritted her teeth and picked the killer away.

There were several sounds of long swords stabbing into the body, and the oncoming blades were all blocked by the killer's body.

At this time, Shen Jiaojiao finally couldn't bear the weight and staggered and fell to the ground.

Shen Jiaojiao's body was numb, her brain was numb, and only instinct drove her, rolling on the ground like a beast to dodge.

Seeing that she was about to be unable to support it, at this critical moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded.

"Jiaojiao!"

The familiar voice came into her ears, and Shen Jiaojiao finally loosened her nerves and fell into a coma.

Fu Ti slashed the long sword that struck Shen Jiaojiao with a sword, and Nameless immediately followed, forcing the killer away.

Looking at Shen Jiaojiao's pale face, covered in wounds and blood, Fu Ti only felt as if his heart had been torn apart, and the pain was unbearable.

Hurriedly picked up Shen Jiaojiao and got on the horse, Fu Ti took Shen Jiaojiao and ran wildly on the streets where there were no people.

All the way to Anjia, Fu Ti kicked open the door of Anjia.

"Who! Who dares to trespass and settle down! The people of the An family were startled, and the housekeeper hurriedly ran out disheveled.

Seeing Fu Ti, the housekeeper hurriedly greeted him, "Wang, Wangye?" ”

"Call An Youjie out, quick!"

Fu Ti said as he hugged Shen Jiaojiao into the hall.

Hearing that King Xiaoyao broke in in the middle of the night with a half-dead woman, An Youjie didn't have time to put on his shoes, so he immediately trotted to the hall.

"Lord, it's ...... in the middle of the night Miss Shen! ”

Seeing the woman in Fu Ti's arms, An Youjie was scared half to death, "Why did Miss Shen become like this?" ”

Fu Ti had a gloomy face, and only looked at An Youjie fixedly, and his voice trembled a little, "Can it be cured?" ”

After listening to Fu Ti's words, An Youjie realized that it was useless to say anything else now, and it was the right thing to save Miss Shen.

"Go, call the young master to the medicine hall." An Youjie commanded his subordinates while stepping forward to catch Shen Jiaojiao's pulse.

"How?" Fu Ti saw An Youjie's brows tightened, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"It's a bit dangerous, lord, follow me to the medicine hall first."

Fu Ti put Shen Jiaojiao on the sickbed, and An Youjie commanded his subordinates to prepare things.

surrounded Shen Jiaojiao with all the candles, and when everyone arrived, they finally saw Shen Jiaojiao's injuries clearly.

The heaviest wound was in the shoulder.

Even though Shen Jiaojiao's shoulder has been treated simply, it is still bleeding out at the moment.

The strip of cloth on her shoulder that wrapped the wound had already been soaked with blood, dripping with blood.

And then there's the arm.

On the thin arm, the wound is deep and the bone is visible, which makes people can't help but feel sore teeth.

The long sword in her hand reveals how fierce the battle she has been.

Compared to these, other scratches, large and small, seem to be nothing worth mentioning.

An Youjie couldn't imagine how Miss Shen, a noble and delicate miracle doctor, could make herself look like this.

Just as he took out the scissors and was about to cut off the strip of cloth wrapped in Shen Jiaojiao's hand first, something unexpected happened.

Shen Jiaojiao woke up reflexively, and accurately pressed the long sword against An Youjie's neck.