Xue Moyan nodded and got up from the chair: "En." He looked at the slightly messy room, turned and walked out.

Chen Rui also glanced at the room, frowned, and quickly followed.

The night of heavy rain is quiet and mysterious.

Rootless water fell from the sky, pulling up countless silver threads and splashing the ground.

Silver filaments of varying thicknesses hung down from the air, the potholed path was muddy, and the lower side was full of rainwater.

A luxurious carriage came from the other side, and the old man who drove it threw a whip at the horse's back from time to time, causing the horses to neigh.

Silver light flashed, and a large number of black-clothed killers held long swords in their hands, surrounding the carriage. The sword light and sword shadow were seen, and there seemed to be blood splattering.

With a pop, the driver died before he could react, splashing up a cloud of dirt.

The horse seemed frightened, neighing and kicking its front hooves, with panic in its eyes. In the next moment, the corpses were separated, and a pair of eyes that had not had time to close opened wide, rolling to the ground with the skull.

The sedan curtain was opened, and first a Qianqiansu hand reached out, and then a female voice like a warbler cried: "Uncle Yang, why did you stop?" Did ...... "Something" happen?

The smell of blood hit her nose, and she couldn't stand it, so the woman reached out to cover her nose. When the eye touched the corpses of the old man and the horse, the face of a startled goose egg was full of horror.

Subconsciously wanted to retreat into the carriage, but was held against his throat by a bright cold sword. "Get out of the car!"

Trembling, the woman got out of the carriage in a panic, ignoring the mud on the ground, and stepped on the embroidered shoes embroidered with red peonies.

"You, who are you? Think...... What do you want to do? He didn't dare to move, looking at the sword pointed at his throat, and he didn't speak very sharply.

"Chu Yuyao?" The man in black spoke coldly, even in the face of such a weak woman who was stunning in the city, he didn't see a trace of pity for him.

Because of fear, the woman was also panicked, and when she heard the man calling her name, she couldn't help nodding: "Yes, I'm ......"

Suddenly realized that something was wrong, and shook his head vigorously: "No! I mean, Chu Yuyao is my young lady, this is her carriage, I just came out to buy some things for her. ”

The man in black smiled coldly, looked at her a few times with disdain, and said sarcastically: "Yes, a maid can give birth to such a smart girl, and she is so tasteful in dressing." It seems that the water and soil of the prime minister's family really support people! ”

smiled weirdly, and without waiting for the woman to argue, the sword was put away: "Catch it!" ”

Chu Yuyao was frightened, her face turned pale, and as soon as the sword resting on her neck was taken away, she ran in the direction of no one.

The man behind him stood there motionless, looking at the embarrassed fleeing figure, with a bloodthirsty sneer in his eyes.

And the killers got the order, and they all raised their knives to chase after them, and in their opinion, a weak woman who couldn't lift her hand couldn't escape their palms.

For a while, they were lazy and lazy, like an eagle playing with chickens, and when the prey was exhausted, that is, when they started.

Chu Yuyao was in a panic, coupled with the dark night, it was difficult to discern the direction without moonlight.

Her hair was wet with the rain, and her pink dress was also soaked, dripping with water, but her graceful figure was displayed in front of everyone.