concubine, you cant do

Chapter 285 Frost Identity (1)
There seemed to be something heavy in Hua Qianyao's peach-blossom eyes, she turned her head to look at the main room with the closed door, a smile bloomed from the corner of her eyes, then she lifted her foot and walked out of the courtyard.

All of a sudden, the yard was extremely quiet, and even the faint breathing in the dark became much lighter.

inside the house.

The moment Murong Shengrui left, Leng Yannuo's eyes suddenly opened.

It turned out that he was leaving, damn it.

He thought that by using various methods to lure her into agitation, and by giving her a drug of sleepiness, he would be able to escape.

Leng Yannuo beat the bed with one hand, and finally closed her eyes, forget it.

In the house, the snow-like orchid atmosphere is too deep, and it seems that it will take a long time to dissipate.

Everything was very quiet, but there was a black shadow jumping over the guard posts, layers of hidden guards, unscathed, and directly jumped through the window without making a sound.

The window is still half open, and the cool and moist wind comes from outside, gently blowing the tassels of the gauze curtain on the bed, and flashing bright light in the moonlit night.

The visitor was wrapped in black and covered his face. His breath was long and long, but it was not heard by others. He didn't have any dangerous and domineering aura at all. Even the wind outside the window seemed to be soft when it passed by his side.

The visitor stared at the bed for a while, and then at the room with the closed door. In the next moment, he saw a sudden swirl of breath under his palm, and the strength in his palm rose suddenly.

Then, the person who came raised his head and hit the bed directly with the strength in his palm.

A moment before the "boom", the tassels were exquisite, and the bed with light gauze curtains was shattered with one palm. Among the messy pieces of wood, Leng Yannuo came out through the wood, and fell to the side lightly, calm and composed.

At the same time, in just a split second, when the sound of the bed cracked, dozens of figures fell down from the door and the window in an instant, tightly surrounding the man in black, and the originally gentle and wind-like atmosphere in the room instantly changed. Urgently fierce.

Leng Yannuo patted the clothes lightly, first glanced at the crumbled bed, frowned slightly, and then looked at the person who came, his face was cold, "Do you want a whole body or restless limbs?" When he spoke, his aura was released in an instant, cold Yannuo originally had high martial arts skills, and usually dressed in a gentle manner, hiding his sharpness, and his aura was also slightly lazy, making it difficult for people to see whether he was strong or weak, and his skill was profound. , even An Yi and the others who surrounded him were secretly startled.

It turns out that the princess is really not weak.

The visitor seemed a little surprised by Leng Yannuo's sudden aura, and his pupils showed a little bit of surprise, but for a moment, he calmed down again, as if he felt it was justified.

"Sure enough, Princess Li, hehe..." The visitor used internal force to change his voice, it sounded like a strong wind was blowing around, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't distinguish the real voice, but he could hear the slight sarcasm in his tone .

Leng Yannuo's eyes dimmed, and he gestured lightly to the dark people around him.

In an instant, inside the house, swords, swords, and swords pointed at the autumn river, and the frosty autumn and the bright moon.

These dozens of people are the real Eighteen Secret Guards of Prince Li's Mansion, all of them are masters. When they came in, they looked at the bed that had been turned into ashes. It's cold, so naturally you won't be soft-handed.

"Eighteen hidden guards of Prince Li's Mansion, hehe, you really shouldn't underestimate it." The visitor's hoarse and indiscriminate voice resounded in the room, and it seemed that even if he was besieged by a dozen people, he was still able to handle it with ease.

This person can break through layers of defenses without being noticed, if it wasn't for the sound of smashing the bed with one palm, then... Leng Yannuo frowned, looking at the man in black walking through the house like walking on snow, his eyes were cold And Bingliang, since she traveled, since she was born, since she came out of that small mountain village, she has encountered countless masters, Tian Yu, a master who can be said to be in front of her, except for outwitting, and has no power to fight back, the old man of all poisons... ...There is no formal fight, but it can be seen that his skill is profound, and now, there is another one, this...

Seemingly gentle, people feel that he is still full of smiles, but the murderous intent that appears in an instant is more ferocious and violent than Tianyu.

There is no great hatred, that is the absolute benefit, the person who came to cover his face in black seems to have some miraculous skills, and his body seems to be shrouded in a layer of light blue light mist during his movements, making it difficult for people to see clearly. Fat or thin, tall or short, male or female, old or young.

Leng Yannuo narrowed his eyes, turned his hand in his sleeve lightly, and a slender and gleaming sword fell in his hand in an instant, and he moved lightly, aiming at the man in black.

No matter how good an expert is, there are always weaknesses.

There was a soft "hiss", but it seemed to cut through the dividing line of the current battle situation.

The fighting in the house stopped suddenly.

Leng Yannuo pointed his sword at the waist of the man in black, and the people around him retreated one after another, looking at the man who was clutching his waist and bleeding, they seemed unbelievable, this sword was so precise, so reckless, so indiscriminate Afraid of his own danger, he only took advantage of the momentary loophole and smashed through it with a sword.

The exposed eyes of the man in black seemed to turn cold, and then he seemed to smile. There was some contradictory sense of disobedience, as if he couldn't believe that someone could hurt him. He covered his waist for only a moment, and tapped his fingers lightly. The blood will stop in an instant.

"Sure enough, he is a cruel person. In this world, only those who are cruel enough can live long enough." The voice of the man in black floated in the room, and then he said, "I'm tired from beating, let's go." After saying that, he was about to jump out of the window .

"It's not that easy to leave." As Leng Yannuo spoke, Bai Lian stretched out his sleeves, like the light of the Milky Way sweeping across the air, passing through the eyes of everyone, and entangled directly towards the man in black who was about to take a strange attack. He leaped over the crowd and reached the waist of the window.

Seeing that the horse was about to entangle him, the man in black raised his saber and used his palm as a saber.

Leng Yannuo naturally understood his movements, turned his gestures one by one, and lightly dusted with the other hand.

But half an instant later, a blue figure floated down from the roof at the same time.

The afterglow of the moonlit night slid in, the blue figure, Bai Lian, several palm winds, and Bai Lian's sword flashed through the eyes of the man in black one by one, there was no escape, no escape.

Horse training, broken.

Sword, crooked.

palm to.

The man in black covered his waist with his hands and glanced at Leng Yannuo. He obviously didn't expect this attack. He was practicing a move with a sword. His eyes suddenly stared at Leng Yannuo like a falcon. Just now, at the critical moment, The man in black raised his foot, swept and kicked the sword, split the horse with one palm, and slapped Lan Feng away with a sudden palm with the other. However, there was more than one sword in the horse. From the thin and shining point of the sword without any abnormality, another thing as thin as a wing pulled out and slid down from his waist, a streak of blood flowed out.

All this happened, but in a flash, a generation of masters were injured by the sword within the sword.

The man in black's eyes suddenly turned cold. He is a master, but masters can't stand a fight to the death, and he is such a person who can see through his own door in an instant, distinguish pros and cons, take advantage of such a small gap, and risk his life You also have to stab yourself with a sword, the success of a sword, and the second counts, the sword of the sword.

(End of this chapter)