Killer Crossover: Sixth Miss of the General's Mansion

Chapter 281 Leaving Without Risk
He admires Ling Yue's calmness, as if these dangers are nothing to her, she is more suitable for acting alone, so that there is no burden, no matter how dangerous the place is, it is like no one's land to her, she All the rhythms are designed to match the footsteps of the people around me.

At a critical juncture, she still thinks about the safety of others, her soul is more masculine than a man, Dongfang Mubai even wonders if she is a woman after all, she has great potential, let alone exert it to the fullest, it will take a long time to bear A powerful heart.

"Yes, Lord." Shang's eyes flashed with admiration, and the moment he spoke, the person had landed firmly on his shoulders, with a cold face, there was nothing wrong with it, ignoring Ling Yue body, and turned to the surprised gaze elsewhere.

His broken arm was self-mutilation, because he violated the rules in Jueming Building and didn't obey the landlord's order, he broke his own arm after he left to punish himself for his mistakes.

Ling Yue glanced at Shang Kongruye's sleeve, when he came to seek medical treatment from Dongfang Mubai with his back on his back, he already knew it was not an accident.

Immediately, he shrugged his shoulders, made a very flat expression, didn't say much, kicked the halberd on the ground perfectly, grabbed it with both hands, and said coldly: "Leave."

One person rushed out first, the halberd in his hand kept turning, blocking the dense rain of arrows, Dongfang Mubai, Yang Yijun, and the two young masters of the Ling family immediately joined in the rain of arrows, doing a good job for the people behind them. Covering, they retreated while blocking, the movements of their hands and the pace of their feet did not pause for a moment.

The sharp arrow that pierced through the air was hit and flew out, and the powerful air flow was turned violently, forming a safety cover, allowing the people behind to pass through the dangerous area safely, the gloomy cold weapon, the howling cold The wind, mixed with harsh and hideous sounds.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the heavy stone gate gradually rose, and they had retreated to the safe range of the arrows.

Before leaving, Ling Yue searched all around with clear vision, but she didn't find that white figure, did it leave?
The heart suddenly became empty, it was something Ming gave to me, after getting along for a long time, I have already gotten used to its mischievous existence, I touched my bosom inadvertently, the residual warmth was still there, but it didn't know where to go. . .

Immediately put away the thoughts that shouldn't be there, and regained a cold face. Everyone has a different life, and it is no exception.

The group of them fled without any scruples, and their figures gradually merged into the night.

The battlefield they had just experienced was over, and the people on the city wall were exhausted and panting, but they didn't feel the joy of victory. They punched the city wall with fierce eyes, leaving a bloodstain.

The messy battlefield is comparable to a battlefield. There are arrows lying on the ground in disorder, but there are no figures of people. Only sharp arrows are quietly falling in the wind. The afterimages that have gone away have stung countless pairs of eyes on the city wall. , The bloodshot pupils have surged into raging fire.

"Chasing..." The general's violent eyes were filled with blood, he raised his sergeant's knife and slashed at the sky, and the angry roar that pierced Changhong shook the mountains, shaking away a group of flying crows.

A large number of well-equipped cavalry rushed out, and the footsteps of horseshoes "da, da" were deafening and powerful, and they followed closely in the direction they left. . .

(End of this chapter)