Shura King Fenghua smiled.

"Qingsha's task is very well completed, since she likes this little monk, it is better to leave it to her to play."

Song Jian froze, and his eyes bit back the hidden weapon in his mouth with resentment.

Lu Jinghong looked tired of killing, the blood red in his eyes receded by half, and he jumped to the roof to seal the retreat of the sixth prince.

The two waves of people on the field gradually separated, the people of the Hell Tower gathered around the sedan chair, and the people of Tianlong Mountain gathered in the direction of the Sixth Prince, but it was very embarrassing that An Yan's sword was still on the neck of the Sixth Prince.

She leaned behind Xie Liu and whispered to him.

"I wonder now that there's any point in holding you hostage, look at how many of the people here want you to live."

They were just afraid that Xie Liu would run away and cut the grass to get rid of the roots.

Shikong looked at her with a complicated look, and An Yan turned a blind eye.

Xie Liu was very tough, "Now you are a knife and I am a fish, if you want to kill or chop it, please poop." ”

"The words of the sixth prince are very chic, I hope you can be so chic when you run for a while."

As soon as he frowned, he didn't understand what An Yan meant, and he was slapped in the back, and An Yan sent him out of a distance with internal force, and then flew to meet Lu Jinghong's eyes.

This was an opportunity, and the man in black beside the sixth prince was the first to react, and they rushed over one after another, picking up Xie Liu and running.

"The women of the Inferno Tower are truly fickle." The people in the sedan chair seemed to be very dissatisfied with An Yan.

Shura King Fenghua frowned, pointed two fingers forward, and the people from the Hell Tower rushed out.

It's just that the people of Tianlong Mountain have formed a line of defense under the leadership of Yuanwu, he is determined to send Xie Liu out, he has lost his eyes on the matter of asking feelings, and Tianlong Mountain is loyal to him.

An Yan faced Lu Jinghong, and the two pretended to face each other with a few swords, and Shikong chased after him, blocking Lu Jinghong's sword edge.

This aroused Lu Jinghong's anger, and when his hands changed, he was in danger everywhere, the sword light was cold, and he was unarmed, so he had to resist hard, and was pulled back by An Yan.

"You're okay, you're all right, what's going on."

"Yes, little monk, the two of us haven't finished fighting yet."

Song Jian chased after him, he was staring at Shikong, and he had to kill him.

"Master!"

Not far away, Yuan Wu was hit by a sword in the abdomen, and he was drenched in blood, and he also saw the release of the sky, and he only had time to say two words.

"Run!"

Soon the place where he was was covered by a figure, and he was in mourning, and suddenly he was hit on the neck, and the man closed his eyes and fell unconscious.

An Yan immediately restrained him, glanced at Lu Jinghong, turned around and ran in the direction of Xie Liu's escape.

Song Jian wanted to chase, but Lu Jinghong took two steps forward to stop his pace, Song Jian was not his opponent.

Therefore, he put away the Tiantie Fan and sneered, "It's so powerful, she has really betrayed the Hell Tower now, you dare to let her go!" ”

Lu Jinghong glanced at him and didn't even say a word.

Song Jian was so angry that his face turned red, he turned around and left, and ran to King Shura to sue him.

The Hell Tower was already a one-sided situation, but the people in the sedan chair didn't speak, Fenghua couldn't shout to stop, and when there were only a dozen little monks left in Tianlong Mountain, the one inside yawned.

"Hey, I'm tired, the Hell Tower is not good, let's deal with it yourself."

King Shura Fenghua watched the lord retreat, and then waved his robe.

"Stop, Black?"

"It's dark."

Qiushui showed her figure, it turned out that she had long been dressed as a soldier of the Hell Tower and hid in the team.

"It's not good to do things badly, you must know what to do."

Qiushui's face turned pale at that time, and he lowered his head, "The subordinates are clear." ”

"Then as soon as possible, I will present it to the master to make amends."

The people of the Hell Tower withdrew one after another, leaving behind a living hell in an instant.

Qiushui walked towards Lu Jinghong, she walked very slowly, so slow that Lu Jinghong could escape at any time.

Lu Jinghong didn't seem to care about the torture he was going to suffer next, and his eyes were careless.

Qiushui was obviously not so light and light, and she closed her eyes in pain.

"Can you really do anything for her?"

Although he was surprised, his face was not obvious, and he shook his head.

Qiushui suddenly turned around, "You run, run out of the Hell Tower like a green demon." ”

He shook his head again, but the autumn water on his back was invisible.

"Where can I run away from a madman who can only kill people?"

Qiushui suddenly turned around, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes.

"I'll run with you, and I can take care of you, as long as you don't dislike it."

She was disgusted with being a ruthless and desireless overseer, disgusted with the fact that she had the least sense of existence every time, and disgusted that she could only live in the shadow of the Hell Tower.

She was very envious of An Yan, and everything she had made her crazy yearning.

In Qiushui's disappointed gaze, Lu Jinghong shook his head.

"I don't want to go anywhere right now."

"Do you know what will happen if you go back with me!" Qiushui suddenly became excited.

She took two steps forward and grabbed Lu Jinghong's collar.

"Do you know what the Overseer does every day? Do you know how many dying screams I hear every day? Do you know what it was like to be tortured at my hands! ”

Qiushui is a rare normal person in the upper echelons of the Hell Tower, but at this time, Lu Jinghong feels that she is probably not far from going crazy.

He stretched out his hand to block the autumn water, not sad or happy.

"Then please ask the Overseer to act faster."

Lu Jinghong walked away, Qiu Shui held the short sword in her hand, and her hand trembled, she gritted her teeth and turned around.

Blood splattered, and Lu Jinghong immediately knelt on the ground, his left hand had been separated from him.

The already pale face was now even more bloodless, but his own blood was splashed up, a little mottled.

Qiushui put away his short sword, took out a bottle of medicine from his bosom and threw it out as if he didn't want money.

She glanced at the severed arm on the ground.

"I'm going on a business trip, so let's do it for yourself, I hope you don't regret your decision."

Qiushui was about to leave with a broken arm, tears flowed down unconsciously, she touched it in surprise, she thought that she didn't have this kind of thing for a long time, did she pretend to like Lu Jinghong for a long time, so long that she took it seriously.

On the other side, An Yan ran away with the unconscious release all the time, but after all, with a big man in a coma, her speed was not fast.

Suddenly, she saw a horse, standing on the edge of the road, which was amazing!

An Yan couldn't care so much, she helped Shikong get on the horse and tied the two together with her belt.

"Drive!"

I heard a voice emerge from the grass with a delicate head, and there was a small mole under the eye, it turned out to be Yuan Xing!

"Who is so lacking in virtue! I'm going to the bathroom! That pedal is my horse! ”