At the thought of this, a hint of determination flashed across the wind spirit's face.

The next moment, just as she was about to fight to the death, a familiar voice came into her ears.

"You two, am I going to clean you up, or are you going to get out of the way on your own?"

This voice, is it her young lady?

Feng Ling's face was happy, and the next moment, she looked at the source of the voice, and then saw her own young lady.

Feng Ling just wanted to speak out after seeing her young lady, and the next moment, she seemed to think of something.

The voice suddenly stuck in his throat, and then the wind spirit shouted, "Miss, what are you doing here! Run! Leave me alone!"

Yes, her young lady can't pick up her shoulders or hands, how can she be the opponent of these two people who can directly bring down a group of officers and soldiers.

She knew that the reason why her young lady called so much was entirely for her to divert the attention of the two black-robed men.

Her young lady's heart, she has received.

Her life is not valuable, but the life of her young lady is valuable.

She didn't want to kill her young lady because of herself.

So, she shouted without thinking about it.

She only hoped that her young lady would leave as soon as she heard her shouts.

In this way, she has no regrets.

At this moment, Feng Yutian was holding the moon in both hands, looking at the two black-robed people in front of him expressionlessly.

She heard the wind spirit's words, but she didn't move half a step because of the wind spirit's words.

Seeing Feng Ling waving his hand while urging him to leave with a panicked face, Feng Yutian raised his hand and made a silent movement, and then raised the corners of his mouth.

This is a signal for the wind spirit to be quieter.

Feng Ling saw that she was in such a hurry to call his young lady, but her young lady was still so indifferent.

My heart is more worried than anxious.

She was worried that her young lady would die.

Just when no one was talking to Feng Yutian and Feng Ling, the two black-robed people had already put down their long swords against Feng Ling and turned to face Feng Yutian.

"You girl is very arrogant. It was a short, black-robed man who spoke.

"It's fearless for the unknowing. The tall black-robed man chimed in.

"Whether it is arrogant or fearless, you have to see it to know. Feng Yutian raised his eyebrows, his gaze silent.

"It's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, this little girl, she looks thin and dry, and her mouth is quite powerful. The tall black-robed man smiled: "It seems that it's time to give you some color." ”

"What nonsense to talk to her, just do it. The short black-robed man rattled the long sword in his hand.

Feng Yutian looked at the movements of the short black-robed man, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "The momentum is quite sufficient." ”

Seeing that the two black-robed people were really holding swords against their own young lady, Feng Ling was shocked, gritted her teeth, and the next moment, she made a decision.

I saw that she quietly began to move her body slightly, trying to get closer to the two black-robed people.

At this moment, the attention of the two black-robed people was all on Feng Yutian, and in addition, the previous performance of the wind spirit was too harmless, so they did not notice the small movements of the wind spirit.

Simply, these two black-robed people were not far from her.

Soon, the wind spirit came to the side of one of the short black-robed men, and right now, the short black-robed man was holding a long sword in his hand, so relatively speaking, he was more threatening to her young lady.

Feng Ling's eyes flashed, and she hugged the short black-robed man's legs, and then she began to imitate the moves of the martial arts masters she had seen before, and with all her might, she pushed the short black-robed man's legs to the side.

The next moment, the wind spirit was stunned.

Because, the short black-robed man was not affected in the slightest because of her movements.

He stood motionless, as if he had not fallen loose.

In an instant, the Wind Spirit's head went down.

She couldn't have imagined that the killer trick she was desperately using didn't play a role in this.

What to do?

What now?

What should she do?

She's going to die!

No, no, no, it doesn't matter if she's dead!

But as for the young lady, she didn't have time to buy time for her young lady.

What to do!

Let's save her young lady personally!

Anyone is good!

As soon as he thought of this, the wind spirit immediately closed his eyes, lowered his head, and prayed.

At the same time, she didn't let go of her hand because her movements were useless to the short black-robed man.

She was still clutching the legs of the short, black-robed man.

Right now, this is her only hope, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, even if that hope is very slim, she will persevere.

In case, her actions played a role at the most critical moment, then, her efforts were not in vain.

She can go to see the lady under the Yellow Spring with peace of mind.

The short black-robed man saw that his leg was being pulled from behind, and immediately brandished his long sword, threatening to slash down at the wind spirit.

Right now, he can't care about cleaning up Feng Yutian first.

After all, there's nothing more uncomfortable than being controlled by others.

Just as his long sword was about to look at the arm of the wind spirit, a cool breeze struck, and the next moment, the long sword that the black-robed man who was still short just now had been thrown to the ground.

The short black-robed man looked at his empty hands blankly, and just as he was about to scold, a sharp pain came from the crook of his leg, and the next moment, the short black-robed man who had just been motionless had fallen to the ground.

The short, black-robed man held his knees, which had broken bones, and screamed 'whoa'.

Feng Ling looked stupidly at the short black-robed man who was screaming and fluttering on the ground, at this moment, her head was still down.

Could it be that her prayer just worked out?

Wind Spirit raised his head stupidly and looked at the arm that was holding him.

Then she saw an abnormally slender arm, and the familiar hem of the garment.

The person who saved her can't be her young lady, right?

Feng Ling looked in the direction of his arm in disbelief, and then he saw his own young lady with a smile on the corner of his mouth and a soft face.

"Little ...... Miss, is that you?" said the wind spirit.

"It's me. Feng Yutian responded.

After saying this, Feng Yutian cast his gaze on the tall black-robed man who was standing opposite with a cautious face, ready to face the battle at any time.

Feng Yutian raised his eyebrows.

The tall black-robed man did not flee after seeing the tragic condition of his companion, which was quite surprising to her: "Are you cutting off your own legs, or am I here to help you?"

Feng Yutian said in a relaxed tone.

The tall black-robed man had been watching Feng Yutian's every move, so he naturally heard Feng Yutian's words.