At this moment, a meteor suddenly flashed in front of him through the night, Wei Zhihang looked blankly at the starry sky, sinking like a deep sea, flying like a bright star, flying like a bright and empty meteor, looking carefully but as deep as a meteor without a spot of light, just so suddenly, in the gap of the light mask that has not been completely closed at the back of Nafeng Hao Valley, it was inserted, to the bottom.

With an earth-shattering roar, the light mask completely disappeared, leaving only a small trail of blood and two black-clothed men in the shape of rolling gourds on the ground.

One of the thin people was lying on the ground in a daze, looking around, and it was the peak that was dragged out by the willow shadow at the last moment;

The other figure rolled faster and faster, like a hot roulette wheel, and went straight to Wei Zhihang's door to kill.

When that little bit of brilliance suddenly burst out in front of him, Wei Zhihang realized what he had just seen, and only then did he understand how fast this meteor-like knife was!

The tongue bloomed with spring thunder, not retreating but advancing, Wei Zhihang's right foot suddenly stepped forward, the dark green long sword in his hand was raised horizontally, and the slight trembling straight pierced Liu Ying's throat. The unconventional blade of the wooden sword has an elegant sandalwood scent, and the tip of the blade trembles lightly before it comes first.

Liu Ying's head is unchanged, the right hand "night" sweeps, the wrist flower is transformed into a hard slash into a downward pressure, with a dagger as a knife to secretly luck Tai Chi skill, it seems that the intention is to dial the long soldiers to bully the body close to the station, the actual body of the real gas Zhou Tian operation for the fixed-point spit, the treacherous "ghost step" to the dark energy has been driven, turning the left side of the empty gear around the back of the dangerous blow is at the moment!

chose to take risks and ventures, not that Liu Ying looked down on Wei Zhihang, who was known as the "magic general", on the contrary, he was extremely sensitive to the word "demon". Helplessly, in the fierce battle in the criminal department, the original true qi was exhausted and the vitality was seriously injured, and the strange magic power in the body was still lingering, hiding like a poisonous snake in the depths of the meridians, spitting out letters, intending to retaliate at any time.

If it weren't for the "beating skills" that gave him a strong foundation and endless recovery, he would have hid in the cave and played with herbs. Afterwards, although I visited the imperial city in the middle of the night and breathed for a long time, I only recovered nearly half of my combat strength, and I really couldn't endure the battle for a long time, so I had to take risks.

As if to understand his thoughts, when "Night" took the wooden sword and was pulling back, a greater force suddenly poured out of the wooden sword, and it actually stuck to "Night" and pulled Liu Ying into Wei Zhihang's arms.

The enemy's will must be opposed, and a man's intention to pull you into his arms must be resisted.

But this force is surprisingly large, if it weren't for the "ghost step" that happened to erupt, driving Liu Ying's body to fold to the lower left side of the plan, it is estimated that it would be cold. Just when Liu Ying was secretly rejoicing, with a sound of "bang~", Wei Zhihang's right foot in front of him had just landed at this time, and the ground at the sole of his foot cracked like a spider web, and countless dark thorny tentacles emitted black smoke to drill out of the ground, coincidentally like a poisonous snake and shot towards Liu Ying.

Under the tearing of the two huge forces, Liu Ying screamed in fright, his knees bent violently, the soles of his feet were thrown obliquely, with the help of this power, his body spun like a spinning top, and the violent spiral force shook away the first wave of snake thorns wrapped around his body, but it was always difficult to break free from the force of the wooden sword's attraction to the "night".

For a while, Liu Ying kicked, swung, split, banged, and kicked with both feet and the five fingers of his left hand, and was very busy, bouncing off countless dark snake thorns' attacks in a row;

With all the strength of his right hand, he used his internal strength to pull, tremble, and tremble, and turn the words, intending to regain control of the "night".

The internal energy consumption is like an avalanche and a mountain collapses, but the frequency of the snake thorns is getting faster and faster, and the number is increasing, seeing that the giant net of thorns is about to overwhelm the willow shadow;

The wooden sword is like a hideous monster biting its prey, no matter what the power of the confrontation is as indifferent as a bottomless pool, the expression on the opponent's smiling face is full of inexplicable ecstasy!

Because of a mistake in judgment, because of ignorance of magic, and because of the special feelings for "night", Liu Ying, who did not choose to give up "night" at the first time, immediately fell into a desperate situation.

We must let go of the "night"! A flash of enlightenment flashed in my heart.

As if he wanted to give up that deep family affection, as if he was about to part with his beloved!

Since Wang Lun passed it on to himself with a grin, he has been close to him for more than ten years, and he is really close to each other.

Deep reluctance and sadness welled up in my heart, intellectually I understood that these emotions were redundant and useless, but emotionally my heart was like a knife.

Release the index finger, the middle finger and ring finger, and the fifth finger...... Even though there are thousands of thoughts in his heart, the outside world is only a snap of his fingers, and Liu Ying, who has finally made a decision, put his feet together, and uses his strength to pop out the last encirclement of the snake stinger.

Suddenly, a strange and intense anger suddenly arose in my heart, and a sharp and indomitable momentum spread.

The inexplicable emotions came and went suddenly, and when Liu Ying squatted up a few times, vigilantly guarding Wei Zhihang, he reached out to Feng to catch someone and escape, but he heard a "knock~" sound and a shout of "Oops~", Feng, who had never been stubborn, touched his head with tears and turned to Liu Ying with great grievances: "Master, why are you hitting me with a stick?"

Liu Ying, who was stammering, looked at the "night" that was tightly grasped by the five fingers of his right hand, and the dark green wooden sword that was still glued tightly on the "night", and then turned his head to look at Wei Zhihang, who was also dumbfounded by the blood on his hands in the distance.

A strange scream flew up in pursuit, and a scream turned and fled. The ending is naturally a complete victory without suspense, the grief-stricken Wei Zhihang was knocked to the ground by the weapon he cherished for half his life, and the ecstatic Liu Ying couldn't put it down while looking at the "night" in his right hand, and at the same time looked at the wooden sword in his left hand and hesitated inexplicably.

Tentatively putting the two swords that were easily separated together, a feeling of resistance and fear suddenly and inexplicably grew, startling Liu Ying, who had always trusted his sixth sense, hurriedly separated them.

"What kind of plane?'Seventh Sense' has evolved again?!" The wry-smiling Liu Ying shook her head helplessly.

"Master, you're too powerful, aren't you?!" came a little fan's head with a face full of adoration, half of which was still covered with blood, but with stars in his eyes.

"Ahem, of course! I told you I'm the best mercenary. Don't you dare to drop the chain in front of this cheap apprentice who has only spoken twice and has attended a morning class, Liu Ying coughed lightly and quietly put away the two weapons.

"Your Excellency, Lord Wei, how are you old, how is the emperor?!"

Suppressed footsteps and tentative inquiries were heard from afar, and it was estimated that the frequent sounds of battle aroused the suspicion of the Praetorian Guards, but due to the usual safety and the majesty of the Emperor, the guards only dared to whisper questions from afar, but did not dare to come.

"Stand down!" Liu Ying suppressed her voice, mimicking Wei Zhihang's tone.

"Who's there?!" exclaimed the questioner.

"Huh?" Liu Ying, who failed to pretend to be, was in a trance, did he imitate it? No, he could get full marks from the "sick bear" in this coursework.

"There's an assassin!" the group of guards who didn't get a reply screamed as they ran with their swords drawn, a scene not seen in more than a decade.

The depressed Liu Ying grabbed Feng and Wei Zhihang with both hands respectively, and ran away in embarrassment, and the guards looked at the back of the man in the wind, where could they catch up.

The panicked Praetorian Guards had never encountered such a situation since they entered the palace, and the Dana clan, who managed the affairs within the palace walls as a family unit, did not actually set up the post of chief of the palace guard. In principle, they are under the jurisdiction of the general commander of the "Praetorian Guard", but in fact, after they were assigned to the palace, it has always been the "Ministry of Health" and Wei Zhihang who are coordinating the deployment.

During the day, he is well-defended and well-planned, but at night, he often relies on his own consciousness and does nothing. At this time, when I encountered a storm for the first time, I immediately made a mess.

But fortunately, as soon as the canopy opened, except for the fixed time switch and the personal activation of the human emperor, they could neither enter nor exit, and everyone was like ants trapped in a steamer. The Praetorian Guards, who had slowly calmed down, began to carry out a series of work such as inquiries and searches under the coordination of several guard captains.

The defense of the palace is like an egg, the outer shell is round and hard without any flaws, once it breaks through the outer layer, the inside is weak and chaotic. The only difference is that the shell of the "Sky Canopy" is too hard, and no one has ever been able to break it before Liu Ying.

The chaos within the palace walls gave Liu Ying a huge space to dodge, and Yan Baifeng's anxious participation in the command and search made Liu Ying blossom, and the few times he saw the helpless and angry expressions of the guard captains, he smiled so much that he showed his flowers.

Feng followed Liu Ying's ass like this, watching him easily carry Wei Zhihang and swagger around the palace. I heard the sound of searching, footsteps, and conversation of the guards, and several times I watched the guards run by a few meters away, and the most recent time was when I followed into a long corridor, and I was surprised to see the back of the guard hurriedly turning left through a door!

Feng suddenly looked at Liu Ying's back eyes were wrong, the first conversation in the woods that night gave him a sense of respect and identity that he had never had, and after a few days of companionship, Liu Ying's maverick charm made Feng secretly envious because he was lonely and seemed lonely and stubborn, and the shocking knife breakthrough on the stone beam finally made Feng make up his mind to learn from the teacher.

But what I didn't expect was that after a professor who made his nose blue and swollen and convinced, the master flew away, and there was no news, and he gritted his teeth and scolded the "liar" countless times in his heart!

But at the moment when he was hovering between life and death, he actually appeared again!

Breaking into the palace, stabbing the emperor, saving lives, capturing demons, a series of clean and invincible scenery achievements, so that the peak boy's soul worshiped to the ground, and he couldn't wait to shout loudly: He is my master, this is my master!

And then he took himself under the wanton search of the Praetorian Guards, and easily and unusually sightseeing in the palace? Every time it seemed very dangerous and was about to collide head-on, there would be a corridor, a dry stream, or a Buddhist hall, and it would pass by with intolerance and unusually accurate.

If it weren't for the frightening scene now, Feng would definitely rush up and hug Master's thigh tightly, crying, didn't you say that you are not a divine envoy? What kind of mercenary? You lied to me again, right? Master, big liar!

Feng, who finally couldn't help it, found a gap and ran to Liu Ying's side, and asked in a low voice, "Master, why do these guards seem to be deliberately staggering with us?"

"Tick grunt?"

The inexplicable willow shadow suddenly stumbled under his feet, looking up to the sky and speechless: I actually fucking imitated Wei Zhihang in Chinese and shouted to retreat, how stupid am I!