Seeing Jue Yu disappear into the night sky with Dian Jing, Murong Xihua's face changed sharply, and she shouted loudly, and immediately chased after her.

This unjust battle was not shallowly injured, his eyes flickered, and he confessed to the emperor with a little embarrassment, and hurried away.

Everyone in the room looked at each other, and at this time, the twenty-four swordsmen had already abolished the martial arts of several of Jueyu's minions, and when they saw that the emperor and a few people seemed to have a friendship with Dian Jing, they begged them to help rescue Dian Jing.

Liuli has a very good impression of Dian Jing, and she also urges him to help, and Fang Ling keeps begging.

The leading swordsman observed his words and looks, and saw that Huangfu was slightly worried, so he immediately promised: "Childe, don't worry, we Hongye Zhai will protect the safety of these girls!"

Wei Chi Liancheng also patted his chest and guaranteed the credibility of Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall.

Huangfu Yan knew that after tonight's incident, Hangzhou would become a place of right and wrong, and after some consideration, he finally decided to let Liuli leave here first. Thinking like this, he turned his head to look at Hestia with a solemn face, and said, "You and Liuli leave here first......

Before he could finish speaking, Hestia frowned.

Huangfu Yan knew that she was worried about her safety, and said, "With you here, I can rest assured." ”

He said it solemnly, and Hestia couldn't continue to shirk it, so he nodded helplessly.

Huangfu Yan turned his head to the leading maid and said, "Then please escort the two of them to Chengdu first!"

"Childe, rest assured, the disciples of Hongye Zhai are all over the world, and Chengdu Fuhui Night Tower is one of our strongholds, and we will meet there then!"

"Xianggong ......" Liuli wanted to speak and stopped.

Huang Fu Yan said with a solemn face: "Once the news of the secret record spreads, Jiangnan will become a fire and water." You and Hestia go to Chengdu first, so as to avoid the limelight. Well, we'll see you soon......"

As he spoke, he glanced meaningfully at Hestia, ran up to the roof, and chased in the direction of Murong Xihua.

At this time, the officers and soldiers in the city had already heard the sound, and the nearby streets were full of shouts and shouts.

The emperor didn't hear anything, and ran to the city wall, where he saw two guards die in a blur of flesh and blood under the corner of the city wall. Looking into the distance, but seeing the reckless wilderness, two figures flew far away to the edge of the West Lake.

These two people were originally fast, but Jue Yu had a constantly struggling Dian Jing in his hand, and Murong Xi had a lot of internal breath and no corresponding exercises to restore his vitality, so everyone was not as fast as before. At this time, after running for several miles, Hangzhou City has long been far behind, and the two are still more than ten zhang apart, and they are unconsciously close to the lake.

After a series of fierce battles, Jue Yu knew all the skills and tricks of these people, and he would not fall into the siege of everyone again. At this time, when I saw the river, my heart suddenly relaxed.

Sure enough, when Huangfu Yan chased after Murong Xihua, he saw that the demon monk had seized the only fishing boat on the shore and staggered away into the distance.

Murong Xihua chased to the shore, looked at the fishing boat getting farther and farther away, stomped his feet helplessly, bowed his head and wept, speechless, and didn't even know when the emperor would come to his side.

Huang Fu Yan subconsciously reached out and held her soft hand, and comforted: "The most important thing now is to try to rescue Miss Dianjing, let's go! ”

Murong Xihua raised her tearful face and said: "It's all my fault, I only care about being competitive and competitive, I forgot to take care of her, Dian Jing is also pitiful, not to mention the ill-fated one, and now she has fallen into the hands of this demon monk, I don't know what the fate is?

Huangfu Yan Zhengse said: "Now that the demon monk has set sail and sailed, until the boat is close to the shore, he will definitely not attack Dian Jing, what we have is time ......" Seeing that she had some confidence, Huangfu Yan smiled faintly and said: "The plan is in the people, and the success is in the sky." You stay here for a while to breathe, and recuperate for the punisher demon monk in the future! I'll go back to ......."

As he spoke, the emperor looked around, but there was not a single ship for several miles along the river. In desperation, the emperor found an abandoned fishing boat, removed the deck of it, and carried it over.

Murong Xihua was pranayama, although there was no practice available for cultivation, but she had a whim, and the retrograde operation of the Ming Jade Gong actually had a trace of effect. At this time, he heard that the emperor was approaching, and immediately woke up. Remembering that he had grabbed his hand before, his face turned red at first, and it took a long time to force himself to say: "But I found ......" Halfway through the words, he saw the plank carried by the emperor's back, and he was stunned for a while.

The Emperor laughed dryly, threw the deck on the surface of the lake, reached out to pull her, and motioned for her to follow.

Murong Xihua was unbearable.

Only then did Huang Fu Yan think of her daughter's body and realize that something was wrong. Just as he was about to withdraw his outstretched hand, his hand suddenly became weak, and he was tightly held by Murong Xihua.

He was in instinct before, and he didn't feel anything after holding it for a long time, but at this time, holding Murong Xihua's jade hand, he suddenly felt a sense of surprise in his heart. I only felt that her palms were white and delicate, the tips of her ten fingers were thin, and they were as soft as boneless, as if she was holding a piece of fragrant warm jade, and she couldn't help but whisper: "Brother Murong, your palms are so beautiful......

Murong Xihua was embarrassed and wanted to pull his palm back hard, but his heart was agitated, and his body was like an electric shock, weak and weak. When the head is about to hang down, it is almost connected with the chest.

After Huangfu Yan's words, he had already reacted, and hurriedly pulled Murong Xihua to jump onto the board, and with his diving skills, he controlled the deck to chase after Jue Yu disappeared.

As soon as he let go of Murong Xihua's hand, Huangfu Yan saw that she was suffering from a serious illness, weak and weak, and hurriedly reached out to hold her. The weak and boneless jade hand was in his hand, and Huangfu Yan's heart suddenly fluttered, and he said secretly: "She must also be born beautiful......

His technique of supporting the boat with one hand is ingenious, and under the strong internal force, he actually swims extremely fast. After a while, I had already vaguely seen the demon monk's fishing boat.

Murong Xihua didn't know when to regain her composure, broke free from the salty pig hand of the emperor's death, looked at the fishing boat in the distance in a daze, and said quietly: "Dian Jing's life experience is extremely pitiful, his father is a famous iron-faced imperial history, outspoken, but he was framed by a traitor, not to mention his reputation, and he also accumulated family members and lived in the land of fireworks. If it hadn't been for her master to rescue her from the Qinglou, I'm afraid she would have ...... long ago."

Huangfu was stunned for a moment, although Dian Jing had to meet a master and had another strange fate, but with the body of a daughter, she was parasitic to Qin Huai, and she had a lot of hardships when she showed up. I couldn't help but sigh: "I think that after she is a generation of iron-faced imperial history, why are the things in the world so incomplete? Every time Zhongliang is framed, treachery and evil are rampant everywhere, causing how many good sons and daughters to fall into the rivers and lakes and wander the world......

Suddenly, he thought of Jue Yu's ambition for Dian Jing, and couldn't help asking, "Why does that demon monk value Dian Jing so much?"

Murong Xihua sighed and said hatefully: "Dian Jing is a rare Xuanyin maiden in a hundred years, and it is an excellent cultivation furnace. Her master Tianxiang Goddess is all above the spiritual power, and Dian Jing has obtained the true inheritance, so she is naturally proficient in this way. The Joy Zen Gong mentioned by the demon monk is also a dual-cultivation Dharma used by Tantra to cultivate spiritual mindfulness......"

The two of them talked all the way, and they were getting closer and closer to Jueyu's fishing boat.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and Jue Yu's skills were superb, and he soon found that the two of them were following, and immediately poured internal energy into the bottom of the boat and accelerated the gliding.

Huangfu is even more struggling to catch up.

But they didn't notice that all these actions had fallen into the cold eyes of one person.

The man, dressed in a gray robe and covered with a black cloth, hid on the roof during the Battle of the Accord. Jue Yu broke through the top and fled, he followed all the way, and when Jue Yu boarded the boat and left, he hid in the shadow of a dense tree twenty zhang away from the lake, watching the two Huangfu from afar. Later, I found a wooden plank in a similar way, and followed them all the way, with a pair of bright eyes, full of resentment......