Ruoshui wore a green skirt and slowly walked down the stairs, looking at the girl lying quietly in Yang Que's arms, her eyebrows suddenly revealed a rare sadness. レレ

Yan Lang's eyes were yin, and the look on his face was indifferent and indifferent, as if he was ignoring the sudden change of emotions of everyone.

He walked in front of Yang Que, the thunder and lightning in his hand slowly extinguished, and he curled the corners of his mouth and said, "Young man, this is what she brought on herself, and it is also your fault." Now that you're injured and your mana can't be condensed, I can give you one last chance. ”

His task is to capture Yang Que alive, not to kill him, and without Zhang Qian's acquiescence, he will definitely not make a claim.

In the hall, there was no sound, and everyone's eyes looked at Yang Que in a daze, looking at the girl in his arms, and the look on his face was filled with a trace of pity.

Yang Que hugged the girl in his arms tightly, his face was calm and palpitating, and the mood fluctuations at the beginning had gradually subsided at the moment when he hugged Qin Ke'er.

At this moment, his heart was frozen like an unmelted glacier, as silent as a volcano that had not yet erupted.

It's cold to the bone, and it's still suffocating.

His eyes, golden and dazzling.

At this time, Ruoshui walked in front of Yan Lang, slowly walked to his side, looked at it in silence for a while, and said softly: "Childe, go with them first, save your life, and one day you will wash away your grievances." ”

Speaking of this, she squatted down, stretched out her hand, gently held Qin Ke'er's hand, and said, "Don't worry, Sister Ke'er, I will help you hand it over to her mother." ”

Yang Que looked blank and quietly looked at the girl in his arms. Silence.

He didn't want to admit defeat, and he didn't want to just watch the girl in his arms die for her. But Yan Lang was right. His current physical condition is no longer able to condense mana, and the scorching sun in his hand has long since disappeared automatically, even if he is unwilling, so what?

Originally, in the wing, he thought that the sneak attack would be successful. But when Yan Lang used that purple thunder and lightning to crack his sword intent lightly, he knew at that moment. The middle-aged man in front of him was definitely not comparable to the monk of the Yuan God Realm in the Snow Cat Tribe.

Although he had desperate sword intent, he didn't dare to use it until the last moment.

Despair came out. I'm afraid that the mana in his body will be consumed in half of it immediately. Even if there is a golden flower to add, it is definitely too late to face him with a ghostly body.

Yes, Yan Lang's body style was ghostly and flickering, and he was faster than lightning, so that he didn't even have time to open his eyes, and he appeared beside him in an instant, and with just one palm, he completely lost his combat effectiveness. Almost died!

Moreover, judging from Yan Lang's previous method of cracking his sword intent. Even if he used Time Stagnation and Despair Knife Intent, it couldn't shake his roots at all.

The golden thread just now, which had obviously been imprinted on his forehead, but there was not even a trace left, was the best proof.

Therefore, he is waiting, and he is also trying one knife at a time, hoping that he will show his flaws.

However, he never expected that people would shatter his hopes with one move, and what he didn't expect was that Qin Ke'er, who said that he was not afraid of him leaving, would stop in front of him without fear and die for him in order to heal his injuries as soon as possible.

There was a sudden hint of self-deprecation in his eyes, and the look on his face was quiet and deep, and no one could see it clearly.

Zhang Meimei sneered on the side, her face was full of schadenfreude, she saw Yan Lang grinding and grinding, she was impatient, and directly gave him a look.

Yan Lang paused, his eyes turned cold, he looked at Yang Que and said, "Young man, the time for you has come, if you haven't decided to surrender, then, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Originally, Yang Que had no power to resist, he could go over and take it away, but the burning heat and thoughts emitted by the scimitar just now, although it didn't cause him much damage, it made him feel some jealousy in his heart.

And now, Yang Que's woman was killed by him, he was afraid that the other party would be angry and have more powerful hole cards, and when the time came, he would suddenly let him overturn in the ditch, which was a bit funny, so he didn't dare to really approach.

Years of struggle on the brink of life and death have made him more cautious, and he will never give the enemy any opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

Zhang Qian was also a little impatient to wait, beckoned, and the city guards surrounding him directly held waist knives in their hands, and surrounded them violently, she frowned and said: "Yan Lang, don't talk to him anymore, go over and take him!"

Yan Lang nodded, with a hint of caution in his eyes, and the thunder and lightning in his hand condensed, and he got closer to Yang Que.

"Childe, you ......" Ruoshui squatted beside Yang Que, anxious, hoping that he would make a decision sooner.

At this time, he saw Yang Que gently put the girl in his arms on the ground, endured the piercing pain in his body, and slowly stood up.

His eyes looked at Yan Lang opposite, and then at Zhang Qian and Zhang Meimei next to him, and then a touch of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll admit defeat." ”

The expression was calm, without any resentment, and his tone was indifferent, and there was no humiliation, but it made Zhang Qian and the others tremble suddenly, and there was a faint feeling of inexplicable palpitations.

Yang Que's eyes were deep, the light was gone, he stretched out his hands, and no longer made any resistance.

The onlookers frowned slightly and sighed secretly.

Yan Lang's eyes moved slightly, his body suddenly blurred, and he appeared behind Yang Que, grabbed his arm, the light in his hand trembled, and after a little temptation, his heart immediately relaxed, and said, "Okay, sure enough, the internal organs are damaged, and the mana cannot be condensed." Now that you have surrendered, I will no longer embarrass you and come with us. ”

Yang Que lowered his head, and took one last look at Qin Ke'er, who was lying quietly on the ground, the teeth in his mouth were bitten inaudibly, the tip of his tongue was sweet, and then his expression was the same, and he followed Zhang Qian's city guards and left in silence.

In the hall, everyone shook their heads and dispersed.

Ruoshui looked at Yang Que's disappearing back, Rushui's eyes showed a trace of sadness, she sighed slightly, and muttered: "Childe, if you can persevere, Ruoshui will definitely find a way to save you." ”

She looked down at the girl on the ground, and was about to bend down to hug her, but suddenly saw the plainly dressed woman come over, directly hugged Qin Ke'er, smiled faintly, and said, "Sister Ruoshui, I know her mother, just give her to me, and I will send her back." ”

Ruoshui glanced at her, stunned, and then nodded and said, "Then thank you sister." ”

The woman didn't say anything more, and quickly walked out of the Xianghong Mansion with Qin Ke'er in her arms and came to the street.

She walked a distance in the direction of Qin Ke'er's house, and suddenly got into a dead end where no one was, then glanced around, turned over and took out a red pill, stuffed it into her mouth, and then showed a gentle smile on her face: "Little girl, fortunately you met me, and fortunately you were hit by Zixiao lightning thunder, I may not be able to do anything else to die, but this Zixiao lightning thunder ......"

Speaking of this, the corners of her mouth suddenly revealed a touch of pride, and the temperament of the whole person suddenly became noble and dusty in an instant.