The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

The knuckles holding the weapon turned white from exertion, and at the moment when he was about to fight back,

"whoosh"

A sound!

In the chaos, a cold arrow shot straight towards the door like a meteor in the night sky.

At the same time, the blade behind his back flashed with cold light. In his hurry, Ying Xiaojiu could only avoid the attack from behind, but the arrow in front could not dodge in time. His cheek was scratched by the sharp arrow, and blood immediately overflowed.

Blood dripped down his chin, and Ying Xiaojiu's eyes became cold and sharp.

He pursed his dry lips, breathed quickly, and his face became paler due to blood loss.

Blood covered his face, and the sweat on his palms was stained red.

At this moment, Ying Xiaojiu seemed like an evil spirit crawling out of the pile of dead people, and his whole body was filled with the aura of death.

If it weren't for the dark eyes that occasionally moved, people would have thought he was dead.

Dozens of corpses lay scattered on the ground, as if they were witnesses of Xiaojiu's killing.

Attacking from the front and back, besieging from the left and right, Killer House's tactics are as ruthless as ever.

Ying Xiaojiu is in an unprecedented desperate situation. He must find a breakthrough as soon as possible, otherwise he will face the fate of being besieged to death.

Ying Xiaojiu fell into the lowest point in his life. This was the first time in his life that he was forced into a desperate situation.

Facing the enemy, he understood that it was not easy to kill him with one blow, not to mention that his physical strength was close to the limit.

If this battle is not resolved quickly, he may lose his life.

Ying Xiaojiu's heart was filled with worries. What worried him most was not himself, but Feng Ling who stayed in the village.

These people have the ability to ambush him here, so have they also found Ling Ling?

The thought made his heart start to panic. He had never been so scared, never felt so helpless.

A strong uneasiness and anger burned in his heart, and he could not accept any harm to Ling Ling.

If something happened to her, he would never be able to forgive himself, let alone let go of those who hurt her.

The pain in his chest became more and more intense, and the taste of blood rolled in his throat.

But Ying Xiaojiu suppressed this impulse forcibly and could not let the enemy see his vulnerability.

He needs to stay awake, and he must live for Ling Ling.

Ying Xiaojiu held the sword hilt tightly with trembling fingers and reinforced it with a hair tie.

This time, he must go all out. Regardless of life or death, he must be the one who survives to the end.

There was only one thought in his mind:

Go back to find her and come back alive no matter what!

This firm belief once again gave him strength. Ying Xiaojiu swung his sword and rushed towards the enemy, blood splattered, and the killing started again.

He wants to defeat everything, and for Ling Ling, he must live!

In the chaos, Ying Xiaojiu was hit by another arrow in the shoulder, and his movements stopped slightly.

However, he did not hesitate, and with a backhand slash, he cut the enemy's throat cleanly.

Blood splattered all over the floor, it was too horrible to see.

The remaining killers tried to attack from behind, but this time Ying Xiaojiu failed to dodge and was about to be injured.

However, at the critical moment, someone blocked the knife for him.

Ying Xiaojiu reacted immediately, rolled on the spot, and quickly wiped the attacker's neck.

After he killed the last killer, he looked up at Mo Lingqiu beside him.

Ying Xiaojiu was already red-eyed and wary of Mo Lingqiu's appearance.

As long as Mo Lingqiu dares to attack from behind, he will definitely strike first without hesitation!

However, Mo Lingqiu did not attack him, but began to help him kill the killers around him.

This confused Ying Xiaojiu, but he had no time to think deeply. If someone helped, he would naturally not refuse.

The two teamed up and quickly eliminated the remaining killers.

After the crisis was resolved, Ying Xiaojiu's face was covered in blood and scarred.

But they won, and as long as they won, they could survive.

Ying Xiaojiu gasped and knelt on one knee, her palms were covered with blood, and her chest was heaving.

He raised his eyes and looked at Mo Lingqiu, who was obviously much cleaner than him. He stared at him intently, his expression tense, and it was obvious that he had not completely let down his guard. “Have you betrayed Killer House too?”

Ying Xiaojiu asked.

Mo Lingqiu smiled coldly,

"You are the one who betrayed me, not me."

Ying Xiaojiu endured the severe pain in her chest and looked at Mo Lingqiu in confusion, obviously not understanding his intention.

"Then why do you want to help me?"

Mo Lingqiu gently wiped the blood on the sword,

"I'm not helping you, but Miss Fourth."

"Do you think that as long as you escape far enough, the killer won't be found?"

"How naive! Not just me, other killers can also find you easily."

"If I hadn't been the person here today, Miss Fourth would have fallen into the hands of the killer."

Hearing this, Ying Xiaojiu's face instantly turned pale, and the previous vigilance had disappeared.

He took a few steps forward in panic, his voice hoarse and urgent,

"How is Ling Ling? Is she injured?"

"Ling Ling?"

Mo Lingqiu's eyes instantly turned cold, and the jealousy in his heart burned like a flame.

"Don't worry, she is safe now. I have placed her in a secluded place."

He changed the topic and his eyes became deep and mysterious.

"But you're about to be in big trouble."

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

Ying Xiaojiu felt a pain in her chest and a flash of silver light.

"Pfft" sound.

Blood spurted out. The sword blade had penetrated deeply into Ying Xiaojiu's chest.

Mo Lingqiu's brow bone was covered with blood beads, and those blood beads dripped down his chin.

With cold eyes, he stared at the person in front of him who had not yet reacted, and mocked:

"Do you know what I hate most about you?"

"You are both naive and stupid,"

Mo Lingqiu sneered,

"As a killer, how can you believe other people's words at the last moment? How can someone like you be able to protect her?"

"You have nothing but force. Even if you take her to escape, you still can't give her a peaceful life. How does a person like you have the right to get all her love?"

"Ying Xiaojiu, let me tell you, I will definitely snatch her away from you. Since you are unable to protect her, then go to hell."

As soon as Mo Lingqiu finished speaking, the sword in his hand thrust harder.

Then he pulled it out quickly, blood dripping everywhere.

At the same time, he took out the silver beaded hairpin from his chest and accidentally dropped it on the ground.

Severe pain instantly spread throughout Ying Xiaojiu's body.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which was also mixed with blood stains.

He wanted to ask about Ling Ling, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood poured out, preventing him from saying a complete sentence.

Ying Xiaojiu tried his best to hold himself up, but was unable to control his body due to the severe pain, and finally fell to the ground helplessly.

You can even feel the passage of life.

"Ling Ling..."

His voice was weak and shaky.

Ying Xiaojiu longs to see Ling Ling, the woman he loves deeply.

"You let me...meet Lingling..."

His voice faded away.