The concubine is haunted, my lord, please pay attention

Cheshuo saw Guo Yixue standing three steps away from Yun Qingmin's left.

The silver rod in his hand stabbed the masked man accurately, while slowly approaching Guo Yixue.

Suddenly, the men in black seemed to have spotted Guo Yixue as their target, and rushed towards Guo Yixue quickly, their sharp swords still reflected a frighteningly cold light in the vast expanse of whiteness.

He quickened his pace, and the masked people behind him seemed to have discovered his intentions, and even swarmed over to block him.

Cheshuo was impatient, and shouted loudly: "Yixue, take a step back, squat down and don't move!"

Guo Yixue's body trembled, and she immediately squatted down as instructed, not daring to move or make a sound.

When Yun Qingmin heard Che Shuo say this, someone must have approached Guo Yixue, and the palms issued by his hands became more and more ruthless, and he listened attentively to which direction the familiar breath came from.

Guo Yixue dodged the masked man's sword in a vain way, a few fine hairs were chopped off and slowly fell to the ground.

When Yiran heard that Guo Yixue was in danger, she became even more impatient: "Beiyao, do you know where Yixue is?"

The white fan in Wen Beiyao's hand flew out accurately, and returned to his hand with blood: "Probably in the direction of the upper left corner behind us."

"I come over!"

Yiran wanted to leave, but Wen Beiyao stopped her hand: "No, you will affect Qingmin's judgment."

While dealing with the masked man who kept trying to block his way, Cheshuo paid attention to the situation on Guo Yixue's side: "Yixue, take a step to the left!"

Without hesitation for a moment, Guo Yixue squatted down and stepped to the left.

The corner of the skirt at the foot was stabbed off by a sharp sword.

She didn't dare to move, and calmly listened to the instructions.

Yun Qingmin squatted down, stretched out her hand, and finally found Guo Yixue accurately!

"Liangzi." He lowered his voice and put his arm around her shoulder.

Guo Yixue breathed a sigh of relief: "Dayun..."

Finally not alone.

Seeing that Yun Qingmin had found Guo Yixue, Cheshuo was also relieved, at least she would be safer now.

but……

"Qingmin, step back to the right!"

Several masked men actually stabbed Yun Qingmin at the same time, from different directions!

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingmin immediately flipped her right palm, and while sweeping the palm wind to the left, retreated to the right.

Guo Yixue tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, and retreated at the same time as him.

Suddenly, Guo Yixue's feet were empty: "Ah..."

Che Shuo looked at it, and his pupils constricted suddenly: "Qing Min, pull Yi Xue, it's the edge of the cliff!"

When Yun Qingmin heard this, she was even more nervous than him, hugged Yixue, got up and moved forward quickly, waved her palm regardless, and swept away the masked man in the whiteness ahead.

It seemed that a sharp sword grazed his arm, and blood flowed out bit by bit.

He paid more attention to the movement around him, protected Guo Yixue, and slowly left the edge of the cliff.

Che Shuo thought he was safe, but when he saw the masked man suddenly appearing behind the two of them, he was shocked again: "Behind! Qing Min!"

Yun Qingmin turned her left palm and swept it back fiercely.

The masked man flew out a few steps and fell down the cliff.

The situation seems to be getting better, but it seems to be getting worse!

There are fewer and fewer masked people.

But they actually threw several smoke bombs again, making the surrounding scene even more difficult to see clearly.

Che Shuo was distracted to pay attention to Guo Yixue's arm, which was also inevitably stabbed. He knew that there were fewer and fewer masked people, and it seemed that he had no helpers.

Wen Beiyao and Yiran cooperated very well and were not injured at all.

"Hiss—" Guo Yixue gasped suddenly, her right arm was stabbed, and the momentary pain made her bite her lower lip tightly.

Yun Qingmin's heart tightened suddenly: "Liangzi..."

"It's not serious, it's just a scratch. Be careful." Guo Yixue took a deep breath, making her voice sound relaxed.

He stopped talking, and the palm wind he issued became more violent.

The corpses were already piled up all around, and the strong smell of blood wafted in the air.

Suddenly, something hooked Guo Yixue's hand, pulling her back!

"what……"

Hearing Guo Yixue's voice, Che Shuo turned his head to look, and his heart went straight to his throat: "Be careful!"

The masked man tied Guo Yixue's right wrist with a thin rope, and ruthlessly pulled her towards the edge of the cliff.

Yun Qingmin hugged Guo Yixue's shoulder with one hand, and touched her wrist with the other, but faster than him was the sharp sword of the masked man in front!

In an instant, he was pierced through the shoulder.

He pursed his lips tightly, not caring.

One sword pierced, and another sword immediately pierced through.

Blood continued to flow out, soaking his clothes.

The masked man held Guo Yixue tightly, and jumped down the cliff!

"what……!"

Guo Yixue was pulled back fiercely, and her body flew into the air.

Yun Qingmin jumped down immediately, put her arms around her waist, and helped her break free from the string in the blink of an eye. While swinging a few palms towards the edge of the cliff, repelling the other masked men, she quickly pushed her away with internal force. Send it to the cliff: "Cheshuo, take it!"

The interaction of internal forces caused his body to fall backward quickly!

Che Shuo stabbed the masked people around him with all his strength, quickly moved to the edge of the cliff, hugged Guo Yixue's waist accurately, and let her fall to the ground steadily.

The movements of Wen Beiyao's subordinates accelerated a lot, the white fan became faster and faster, and he retreated towards the edge of the cliff.

He knew that Yun Qingmin fell off the cliff.

Yi Ran was so nervous that she held her breath, not daring to stop for a while, and kept waving the silver whip at the masked man.

Che Shuo saw it clearly, the masked man suddenly stopped facing them, but rushed towards the cliff with all his strength, and jumped down with a sharp sword in hand!

It is bound to let Yun Qingmin die.

Yun Qingmin grabbed hold of the trees on the edge of the cliff to stop herself from falling.

The blood on his arms and shoulders flowed more blood because of his actions.

Looking at the cliff with black eyes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ryoko...

Fortunately, in time.

On the cliff, suddenly, several masked men jumped down in a row, holding sharp swords, and quickly fell towards him!

Yun Qingmin pursed her lips tightly, freed one hand, and kept waving palms, but the masked man kept jumping off the cliff like a continuous stream.

Because of the excessive bleeding, his hand gradually became weaker and weaker to hold the tree.

The masked man took a fancy to him, and even threw his sword at him.

"damn it!"

Seeing the sharp swords constantly being thrown in her direction, Yun Qingmin stopped thinking about the trees, let go of her hands, and fell backwards.

Seeing this, the masked men couldn't control the direction in which their bodies fell, and died one after another.

Yun Qingmin felt his back hit something, and his body rolled down at an uncontrollable speed.

His head, which he didn't have time to protect, seemed to hit something hard, causing him to slowly lose consciousness.

There is only one person in his mind, either laughing, angry, jealous, crying, or indifferent.

Ryoko...