The first result he could think of was that the arrow was poisonous, but the moment the steel needle pierced him, he remembered the source of the scent, which was the scent of a woman......

"Oh no, we've been tricked. ”

Black took the lead in retreating along the way he came, but he ran into the Dragoon Tiger Guards who rushed to support, and due to the blurred vision in the fog, they exchanged hands for a while before they could see each other's road clearly.

Hei Dao: "It is not wise to attack while the fog is not wise, we don't know if there are ambushes on the mountains on both sides, and we don't know who is ambushed on the mountain, how many people, I think it is better to retreat for the time being, it is important to protect the Holy Emperor." ”

Although there are many dragon riders and tiger guards, among the forces of the seventy-two islands, they are not as high as the twelve colors, and they naturally will not refute it.

And black, as the core character of the twelve-colored, will naturally not be refuted by others.

While speaking, everyone had withdrawn for two or three miles, and there were no pursuers on the mountain. The Twelve Colors are even more certain that they have been hit.

Zhang Jingsheng arranged everything and ordered someone to drag a person down from the boat, only to see that the man was over 50 years old, his face was covered with blood, his beard was curled, and there were bloody whiplashes on his body.

The prisoners he personally escorted, that must be the most important thing to him.

The prisoner car slowly moved forward, Zhang Jingsheng expected that the battle ahead was over, and he was secretly happy in his heart. He didn't expect that someone in the world would dare to challenge the twelve-colored, let alone that the twelve-colored would also miss.

In the canyon, what awaits him is not the Dragoon Tiger Guard, let alone the killer he has trusted for a long time.

As the sun rose, the fog lifted, and the warm sun shone first on the bright red cloak.

Bright red clothes, bright red swords, handsome eyes, handsome face. If you don't move her, she doesn't move, and the moon is not as shy as her.

"Huh!" Zhang Jingsheng took the lead in holding the horse, his eyes were fixed on Hongyu's body, and he couldn't tell whether he was envious and jealous, or admired and yearned. But only one thing is certain, he is afraid.

"Could it be that the twelve colors have been ...... by them" panic is timid, and timidity is not moving forward, which is the main reason for stopping the horses.

"Didn't you always want to kill me, and now that I'm here, why don't you dare to go forward?" said Hongyu in a loud voice.

Zhang Jingsheng sat on the horse, his mind was in a mess.

At this time, a subordinate came to report: "Holy Emperor, the person blocking the road in front is Hong Zihua's eldest daughter, named Hongyu." ”

Zhang Jingsheng waved his hand, and said in an extremely heavy voice: "I know, you should step back first!"

Two simple words, but Hongyu could hear the fear in his voice. He was originally eloquent, but he should not have been so fragile and timid, and cowardice was a sad joke for him. But now, he has become a joke in his eyes.

Zhang Jingsheng turned over and dismounted, cleared his throat, and tried hard to stop his voice from trembling, "Are you from the Red Breeze Medical Pavilion?"

Hongyu said loudly: "Zhang Jingsheng, let my father go, otherwise I won't be done with you." ”

Zhang Jingsheng smiled awkwardly, "It's easy to say, I only want one thing." ”

"Your life may be more important. The voice was very close to him, it seemed to be right behind him, close to his back, and it sounded very gentle, but it was like a bone-eating poison, terrifying, as if it could make people disappear in an instant.

Zhang Jingsheng didn't dare to turn around rashly, because he knew that Dugu Yan was still some distance away from him, and if he made a rash move, it would make him more passive.

He squinted his eyes and looked at it with his spare eyes, and sure enough, Dugu Yan was standing on the top of the prisoner car.

The black eyes were full of murderous energy, and the expression was a smile, but that kind of smile was a cold and bitter, soul-wrenching laugh that took people's lives.

With a sound of sand, a faint cold light was revealed between the sword and the sheath, and the sword qi was invisible, but it was the easiest to kill people. It's not a problem to split a few wooden fences and chains.

After experiencing these eighteen layers of hellish torture, the elderly Hong Zihua seems even more powerless, he is like an ice sculpture in the summer, which melts at the touch of a button, and is more like a residual candle in the cold wind, unable to withstand the slightest toss.

Dugu Yan wanted to pull him up from the prison car, but he was afraid that if he touched him, he would choke.

Hongyu watched from a distance, trying not to let herself have any expression, but how could the father-daughter relationship for more than 20 years really not waver?

With tears in her eyes, she took two slow steps forward, trying not to show her flaws.

Hong Zihua opened his eyes with difficulty, and none of his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, but with this slight movement, the wounds on his forehead and both sides of his cheeks were painful.

Slightly pried open lips, he wanted to say something, but unfortunately Dugu Yan couldn't read lip language at all, even if he could understand it, he would definitely not be able to understand it, because he couldn't organize his own language.

"Zhang Jingsheng, you torture my father so much, even if I don't do the right thing for the heavens, even if I want to go to the eighteenth layer of hell, I will kill you today. ”

"Hahaha! Okay! The Red Whisk Medical Pavilion is indeed a heroine among women, I hope you don't be like your sister, who is hung on a tree and beats a ghost and cries wolf. ”

As soon as Zhang Jingsheng raised his hand, he set up a posture, if it weren't for the fact that the twelve colors didn't know what to do, and because of the pressure caused by Dugu Yan on him, he might have rushed over to attack Hongyu.

Dugu Yansen's cold gaze condensed on the back of his head, Zhang Jingsheng said in his heart: "If I make a move on Hongyu at this time, then Dugu Yan will definitely take the opportunity to copy my back road, I don't make a move, there is no flaw in my body, once I attack, if I don't go all out, I may be injured in the front, if I go all out, I won't have time to estimate behind me, it's better to wait, in case the twelve colors are fine......"

Zhang Jingsheng has some understanding of Hongyu's skills, and that day he built a dragon and a tiger to encircle and suppress her, and she was one person and one sword, protecting the two wastes to fight out of the encirclement, and he was quite impressed by this.

Hesitant Hongyu has never made a killing move, and is always on the defensive, so he can't even understand how high Hongyu's martial arts are.

If you separate the offensive and defensive skills, and each has half of them, then that is to say, she only used half of the means at that time to break out of the encirclement. Although this is not the case, who would have thought that she only wants to save people rather than kill, and she has not even learned the means of attacking and killing people?

Zhang Jingsheng suddenly smiled and said: "Hongyu girl, my ancestor Zhang has a good relationship with your ancestor, if it wasn't for my ancestor's funding, Li Jinghongfu may not be able to achieve anything." You said that I don't know how it was back then, my Zhang family was so generous, and gave all the belongings to your ancestor Hongfu, I can't guarantee that there is any unsavory friendship between them, besides, Hongfu is a maidservant, I can't say, I can't say...... Hehe, we're still a family!"

"Let go of your mother's stinking fart!" The red jade sword stood up, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Cold Jianghu Claw Book House" for free for the first time.