"Rubbish!" Leng Hu angrily vented his anger at Yulin, and his feet in iron boots kicked at his body that fell to the ground again, but Yulin still maintained a kneeling posture and did not say a word.

"Stop!" Yiyun, who was standing on the side, frowned and looked at Leng Hu, if he continued to fight, he had to be beaten to death, and Yiyun, a soldier who treated himself like this, couldn't stand it anymore, and directly pulled Leng Hu's body away, and scolded.

Leng Hu stopped beating Yulin and looked at Yiyun with red eyes. The big knife in his hand shook loudly and slashed towards Yiyun. Yiyun's head was sideways, and he dodged Leng Hu's big knife, and the big knife hit the ground, and the stones on the ground were deeply recessed.

Yiyun glanced at the indentation on the ground, and quickly pulled out the peachwood sword behind him to meet Leng Hu's second sword, the golden light of the peachwood sword surrounded and collided violently with the broadsword, setting off a gust of wind, and Yiyun's hair flew in the wind and rain, and through the crystal raindrops, he could see that Leng Hu was hit heavily on the ground, and the ground was shaken apart.

Leng Hu howled in pain, and shouted angrily to the soldiers beside him: "Why are you still standing, don't come forward to catch him." Leng Hu pointed at them, and when he saw that no one stepped forward to help him, he scolded.

"You useless guys, are you all paid for nothing? This guy is unknown, why don't you arrest him quickly!" Leng Hu scolded and pointed at the person in front of him, his true nature exposed.

A figure in the rain curtain on the street slowly approached, and his face could not be seen clearly through the rain curtain. A familiar voice was heard, and the soldiers looked in unison.

"They're my brothers, uncle! With a hint of anger in his voice, Leng Hu's eyes widened and he looked at the person in disbelief. How could it be? Wasn't he dead?

The person who came approached slowly, it was indeed a moonlit night, and the stubble on his face had long since he had not seen him for a few months, and his handsome face was much haggard. But the figure of the majestic general can still be seen from his body.

"Brother Moonlit Night" Hakuba looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, as if in a dream.

Walking in front of the white horse on a moonlit night, wearing a red wedding dress like fire, the groom Yushu next to him is in the wind, what a natural pair.

"Congratulations. Moonlit night smiled, bitter smile, he finally escaped from death, but when he saw this scene, it was really ridiculous, Moonlit Night looked up and laughed. Only then did I understand the love for the white horse in my heart.

The white horse's lips were bitten pale, and the eyes of the moonlit night cut her heart like a sharp blade, dripping blood.

"I know where he came from. The topic changed on a moonlit night, and he looked at the withered leaves with hatred, "This person has lived in the belly of the dragon for three hundred years, he is a monster!"

"He's a youkai!"

"Youkai!"

The sound of the moonlit night pierced the rain curtain, and everyone looked at the dead leaves.

The crowd became agitated, and the soldiers' halberds were pointed at the dead leaves. The people who protected them a few months ago are now said to be youkai. How ridiculous is that.

"He's a witch!" shouted someone in the crowd.

Dead Leaf no longer had a bright smile on his face, and he looked at the crowd around him, the people he had once protected, and now looked at him with malice or fear in his eyes.

A whisper came into the ears of the moonlit night. It's so harsh!

"It turns out that he is a monster, no wonder he is so good-looking. ”

"yes, yes, he conjures butterflies. No wonder"

No one stood up for the dead leaves.

"He's not!" said the white horse's thin body as he stood out from the crowd, dressed in red, and stood out.

The withered leaf's gaze flashed. As soon as my heart warms, it is enough to have the sentence of a white horse.

The white horse also looked at him, and the bright smile that flashed in his mind when he first met him, bright and beautiful.

"I've lived in the belly of this dragon for three hundred years, but I'm not a monster," he said to himself with a hint of fear, like a child.

The white horse walked over to the withered leaf and shook his uneasy hand, and said again to the crowd, "I believe he is not. ”

This scene was so dazzling in the eyes of the moonlit night, he roared urgently: "White horse, don't you listen to your brother now? He is a monster, have you forgotten how many creatures Jiaolong has killed and how many houses have been destroyed? How many people have suffered parting because of his life and death." ”

The words of the moonlit night once again ignited the hatred of the crowd, yes, some of their relatives were separated and displaced in the flood, some were killed, and life and death were said goodbye.

Hakuba's eyes lowered, she was really conflicted, but the withered leaves were by no means monsters, and her instincts told her.

"That's Jiaolong, he's not Jiaolong, he's also swallowed by Jiaolong, he's also a victim. The white horse looked into the eyes of the moonlit night and said word by word.

She didn't know that the more she was like this, the more she couldn't tolerate the dead leaves in the eyes of the moonlit night.

"He lived for three hundred years! Who can live for three hundred years!" the moonlit night pointed at him, aggressive!

"Brother Yueye, he is not, if it weren't for him, the white horse would have died in the belly of the dragon a long time ago, and the people in the city would continue to suffer disasters. Hakuba's tone softened, and she looked at the moonlit night pleadingly, hoping that the moonlit night would spare the dead leaves.

The moonlit night no longer speaks, he can't stand the white horse's eyes the most, and every time he quarrels, he will be defeated by this look.

"What do you think. The moonlit night sighed and faced the people.

"Get out of Yelang City!" someone in the crowd responded, and then more people shouted more and more fiercely.

"Leave Yelang City!" the crowd's shouts rang out one after another. The soldier's halberd was facing him, and a drop of rain fell on the cheeks of the dead leaves, and it was so cold. In the last second, he was still marrying the withered leaves, full of hope for the future, but now it is so bleak and impermanent.

The withered leaves took a step forward, since they left like this, she couldn't let go of her the most, and the eyes of the withered leaves looked at the white horse, with a scorching gaze.

With each step, the halberd moved closer, and the soldiers followed him closely until they reached the gates of Yelang City. The cold rain hit him, burning all the warmth.

Looking back at the moonlit night square, the dead leaves couldn't help but take a look more, where the people used to wave lanterns and begged him to protect them, and now they also let them leave, sure enough, these don't belong to him, the coolest is not the heart.

"Alas" Withered Leaf sighed lightly and hung his head.

At this time, a lot of people gathered at the city gate, some watched the excitement, some looked at him fearfully, and some laughed gloatingly. The dead leaves walked out of the city gate, and the soldiers holding the halberds did not follow.

"Wait!" Yiyun stopped Withered Leaf and showed a sincere smile, Withered Leaf turned back, "Take me with you if you want to go." (To be continued......)