After marrying Prince Mobei, the beauties were crazily criticized and favored crazily

Shila-

Like cold water dripping into hot oil.

The place where the puppet was stained with the blue powder began to rot and smoke.

But he is a puppet!

Knows neither pain nor fear.

Not to mention the rotten face and hands, when Luo Xiyao chopped off his arm just now, he only showed a painful expression on his face, but his empty eyes were still like a piece of stagnant water, without waves.

A whistle pierced the night sky.

The strange thing is that Ding Zhen didn't seem to hear anything, but still focused on Luo Xiyao's direction.

But Luo Xiyao and the puppet moved.

Luo Xiyao covered her head with her left hand, her face turned pale from the pain, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

No, not just the forehead.

Overnight, cold sweat seeped out of her robe and wet her temples, as if she had just crawled out of the water, embarrassed and fragile.

If the saber in her right hand hadn't been supported on the ground, she would have fallen down.

"Luo Xiyao!" Ding Zhen remembered calling out her name, and raised his leg to run towards her.

"Don't come here!" Luo Xiyao knelt down on one knee, because the blade of the Saber was too long, and her right hand was tightly holding the handle of the knife without letting go, so her body posture was unavoidably torn.

Her right arm held her upper body, as if being pulled and hung up.

At this time, the puppet had already picked up the severed left arm, and pressed the left arm on the severed shoulder expressionlessly.

When his right hand was put down, his left arm was already able to move.

Ding Zhen wanted to curse.

Sure enough, without destroying the puppet's heart, without cutting off the puppet's head, the puppet is an immortal body, even if it is torn apart, it can be spliced ​​together and stand up again.

The arm that was just connected was still a little inflexible, so the puppet moved his arm from time to time until he felt that it was back to normal, then he slowly drew out the soft sword on his waist and walked towards Luo Xiyao who was half kneeling on the ground step by step.

"Jiu Niang, you make me feel so embarrassed, I have to take action."

"Get out!" Luo Xiyao vigorously blinked away the sweat from the corners of her eyes and eyelashes, and stood up staggeringly, "You are not allowed to speak to me in Helan Linzhang's voice."

The puppet tilted his head, looking innocent, "But what can you do?"

"What can I do?" Luo Xiyao casually raised her hand to brush back the sideburns that were sticking to her cheeks, raised her right hand, and there was a "swish", silver light flashed.

It's just that this knife didn't cut at the puppet, but pierced through her left hand.

"Luo Xiyao! You're crazy!" Ding Zhen jumped up and down anxiously, his hands scrambling in the air, wanting to grab her shoulders and shake her awake.

With a strong enemy ahead, how can you hurt yourself first at a critical moment of life and death?
Luo Xiyao's self-injury was deliberate.

The whistle urging the puppet lasted for a short time, but it made the Gu in her body agitated.

It hurts so much!
It hurts everywhere.

The pain made her eyes blurry, and she wished she could close her eyes and fall asleep.

But she can't.

Once you fall, you die.

Only more severe pain can suppress the pain caused by the whistle.

It is said that the ten fingers connect to the heart, and every time the injury on the hand is moved, it will cause pain in the heart, right?
She can also pierce other places, but it is not as convenient as piercing the palm.

Once she loses consciousness, as long as she clenched her left hand tightly and let the wound tear open repeatedly, she can stay awake all the time.

"It's been a long time." Luo Xiyao took a deep breath, straightened her back, and stood like a pine tree holding a knife. "It's been a long time since no one has caused me such pain. It should be said... It seems like a lifetime. So, you deserve to die."

The sound of the word "death" was still echoing, Luo Xiyao had already rubbed her body, and slashed at the puppet's neck.

This knife is as heavy as a thunder, as fast as lightning.

The puppet had nowhere to hide, it could only roll away on the spot, in a panic.

Kaka-

The trees behind the puppet fell one by one and split open.

Ding Zhen was dumbfounded, and finally understood why Luo Xiyao asked her to stay away.

After estimating the distance between the puppet and the two trees, he felt that it was not safe enough, so he shrugged his shoulders and slowly moved further away like a duck.

The puppet got up and put his hands together. After the palms brushed against the palms, sharp nails grew from the fingertips, shining coldly under the moonlight.

Luo Xiyao's throat churned, she raised her bloody left hand, and slowly pressed down, using her internal force to suppress the Gu worm that was colliding in her flesh and blood.

The night wind blows and blows her long hair.

At this time, Ding Zhen discovered that there was no wind before!
So……

Ding Zhen's bright eyes began to look left and right, and there was a wind. Does it mean that the formation around them has begun to become unstable?
Are the people outside aware of something and trying to save them?

"Luo Xiyao! It's windy! It's windy—hold on!"

"Got it!" Luo Xiyao narrowed her eyes and decided to make a quick decision.

Besides them, there is another person who is hiding in the dark and whistling to control the puppet.

Formation, puppets, Gu worms...these are all aimed at her, she can't leave the danger to Helan Linzhang.

She wants to kill the puppet, find out that person, and tear him into pieces!

Otherwise, it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in her heart.

He Lan Linzhang could tell at a glance that the figure was not Luo Xiyao.

There are not many maids in the marriage team.

Except for Fang Fei who came out of the palace, they were all trustworthy people.

As for the people in the kitchen, they are all from his palace.

And this figure deliberately imitating Luo Xiyao obviously does not belong to any of these people.

She is the one who sneaked into the post house secretly.

It's time to kill.

Helan Linzhang deliberately made noise.

As expected, the man turned around, and when he saw him, he exclaimed in surprise: "Brother Seven!"

However, what responded to her was not Helan Linzhang's soft words, but the piercing sword light.

Ever since he saw Luo Xiyao beheading like a melon, He Lan Linzhang wanted to try this feeling.

As his sword fell, his head rolled to the ground.

Really refreshing.

If Helan Linzhang knew that he had easily killed a high-level puppet by mistake, he would definitely feel more comfortable.

"My lord!" Hearing the sound of the sword, Lao He immediately brought people over, "This is... an assassin pretending to be a princess? Isn't the princess dangerous?"

He Lan Linzhang said with a sullen face, "Order Hongming and Baishui to lead people to gather all the servants to guard."

"Order the cavalry to guard around the posthouse."

"Order the infantry to watch over the wounded and speed up the patrol."

"Order again, General Qi will lead people to search the post house, and if any suspicious person is found, he will be killed on the spot."

"You!" He Lan Linzhang said to Old He, "Call the crossbowmen over immediately."

Although Lao He was worried about Helan Linzhang, he still nodded and followed his arrangement to mobilize manpower.

Luo Xiyao knew that Mr. Sui was back, and she also said that she would come over to cook tea and talk with them.

But she never came.

Is the assassin standing here pretending to be her to kill him or...

He Lan Linzhang narrowed his eyes, looked at the nearby courtyard, and suddenly thought of something.

Taking advantage of the darkness, she went to Baicao Hall with Heizhi just to find her parents.

But she missed again.

Grandma Wang accompanied her mother in the Taoist temple for many years, and she really didn't know anything about her mother's frequent trips between Pingcheng and the dense forest?