concubine, you cant do

Chapter 302: A Remembrance of an Old Friend (2)
The woman just watched the black robe approaching like this, ignoring the ferocious, angry, calm and bewitching eyes of the other party, ignoring the menacing battle, ignoring that maybe in the next moment, her situation will be even more miserable than now... …she smiled, looking at the black robe, it was almost a sympathetic smile.

"Hehe, it's really rare for a dog to be so happy and aloof." The woman seemed to have collapsed, her voice was crying heavily, but her face was still smiling, waiting for the moment when the god of death announced her death.

The black robe had already walked in, and he raised his hand... But the woman didn't close her eyes as she wished, but looked at the black robe and how she died.

Leng Yannuo and Frost looked at each other, and sighed leisurely, after all, nothing can be done according to the rules of a businessman...

The black robe looked at the woman, raised his hand and put it down again, "It's too cheap for you to die like this." In a word, he stabilized Leng Yannuo's movements.

Then, in the silent night, with the sound of the wind, the cruel and bloody words of the black-robed man sounded, "Stacking." The light came quickly, and the subconscious retreated, and then, there was a loud "slap" in the air.

The body of the man in black was crooked, and the knocked-off mask fell on the ground, looking lonely and sad... While the black robe took a step back, he ignored the mask on the ground, just covered his face with his hands, and completely lost the sharpness just now. The ferocious situation of the blood prison, as if the mask fell off in an instant, made him fall into panic.

Of course, the panic was only for a moment, just for a moment, just enough for Leng Yannuo to drag the woman away from the surrounding guards, for a moment for her to send those icy guards into the underworld one by one, for a moment, and then for another The woman was thrown to the side under the eaves.

The moment he threw it away, Leng Yannuo opened and closed his lips, and in the wind, he seemed to say something to the woman.

The woman's voice was soft but firm, "If I can be saved, I have a life. If I can't be saved, it's only a death. What could be worse than my current situation."

Leng Yannuo smiled, like picking up a falling flower, and that smile was like a blood lotus blooming quietly on the Buddha's seat. It was so beautiful that no one could compare, which made the woman's complexion slightly stagnant.

A moment later, around the originally quiet surrounding walls, black shadows flew around, surrounded, and all swordsmen faced each other.

The black robe squatted down at this time, picked up the mask persistently and firmly, covered his face, stepped lightly, stepped back a few steps, and with one gesture, the swordsmen all fired.

All actions, like a well-polished process, only have four words - shooting arrows to kill.

"Take her back to the inn, and do as I say." At the same time as the sound transmission entered the secret, Leng Yannuo wore night clothes and fell into the surrounding shadows. The arrows in the yard were suddenly bright, and the shadows turned even more amidst the scorching light. fly.

Several arrows were fired, and all of them were shot back by the horse that was brighter than the moonlight in the sky, sweeping away thousands of troops like a startled rainbow looking at the moon.

But Hanshuang hugged the woman and glanced at Leng Yannuo, and slipped away like smoke in the span of this horse. Those people didn't chase after the order not to wear black robes, but still greeted Leng Yannuo.

The black robe glanced at the person in the air who was scurrying around like a dragon, his eyes turned cold, and his voice became even colder, "It doesn't matter whether you live or die."

Four words, accompanied by the more vigorous sound of arrows piercing through the air, the arrows kill people.

And Hanshuang, who was about to go away with the woman in his arms, heard the sound of "Life and death don't matter." His heart twitched violently.

"She must be able to run away." The woman's low-pitched voice suddenly sounded in her arms, it couldn't be softer, Han Shuang looked down at the woman, finally gritted her teeth, and continued on her way.

In the courtyard, the black-robed man was in full swing, but suddenly he felt a chill on the tip of his neck, and then, a cyan light stood behind him, his voice was cold and icy, "Tell them to stop."

In mid-air, Leng Yannuo glanced at Lan Feng, this guy came quite fast, at the same time, the fight stopped.

"No..." The man in black was about to speak, but he flicked his sleeves in the air coldly, and the next words that the man in black was about to say were blocked in his throat.

Lan Feng looked at Leng Yannuo and asked with his eyes whether to kill or not.

Leng Yannuo glanced at the black robe, and was about to open his mouth, then moved towards the black robe man faster than his voice.

At the same time, Lan Feng's body moved back slightly, Leng Yannuo and Lan Feng in mid-air flashed in the air like two nighthawks in the dark night, and went to one side without intersecting each other.

The man in black looked at the thin needle in his hand, his eyes under the mask were as cold as burning in a strong wind.

"Chasing." After a while, the man in black gave an order, and countless black shadows appeared in an instant.

At this time, Wang An came in from the yard, "The woman ran away?"

"Your subordinates are weak, please..."

Wang An waved his hand and smiled triumphantly, "It's not good to run away."

The man in black didn't seem to understand, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling, "The prince said..."

"You said wait, no need."

Followed by the black shadow behind him, he turned a few streets, dropped the long tail behind him, looked at the majestic palace wall in front of him coldly, his eyes narrowed, and he walked in lightly.

After a while, the guards who followed closely glanced at the palace wall and went in another direction.

The Imperial Palace of the Southern Kingdom is also majestic and deep, but compared to Tianmu's openness and distance, it always feels a bit poetic and picturesque, with nine winding corridors.

Leng Yannuo floated down and hid behind the rockery.

In front, a group of eunuchs and maids followed, and there was a woman in the middle, with a delicate face, who looked like a distant mountain, but upon closer inspection, the artificiality and hypocrisy in her eyes were so obvious.

It is likely that the daughter of the family wandered around the palace at night looking for the emperor, or... Leng Yannuo smiled slightly, and only showed up after a group of eunuchs and maids embraced the girl and left.

It is not Leng Yannuo's style to come to the palace without taking a stroll.

"Ouch." Another eunuch Wen Xi's pain was heard in front of him.

Leng Yannuo dodged and hid in the nearby rockery.

"What's the matter, Eunuch Su?" A little eunuch at the side stepped forward and asked softly, under the moonlight, the gleam in his eyes disappeared.

The eunuch who was in pain looked at the little eunuch with admiration, and said, "My God, who put this pebble in the middle of the road so wickedly, didn't he have a good intention." The tone was soft and sharp, and he could hear it coldly Nuo shuddered, the father-in-law who was the most favored in the past had the most tender words, which made people feel so tender and disgusting when they heard it.

"The villain is supporting the father-in-law." The little eunuch is very polite and interesting, in his words, he is three parts concerned, three parts serious, and three parts headache, but not half flattering.

"Our family already knows that you have good eyesight. Come on, you can send this basket of pastries today. Whether it is high or low is up to you." He limped and walked back.

(End of this chapter)