My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 126

Then, dozens of men in black came out from inside. Xia Ziye walked out first with Huarumo's slender waist in his arms. With a mask half covering his face, black clothes and black trousers, only a pair of indifferent black eyes remained. The collision condensed the biting cold air.

Behind him was a man in black, holding his long sword backwards, with the sharp blade across Ying Yichen's neck, "Stand back, or I'll kill him."

Ying Yichen's left arm was broken, and he had to clenched it with his right hand. His beautiful face was slightly distorted due to the oppressive pain, but his pure and refined black eyes did not show the distress and panic of being captured, but just stared at him lightly. He glanced at the long sword in front of his neck, and then looked at Ying Yihan across the crowd.

Yingyi's icy eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp dark light surged in his eyes, the big hands on the wheelchair tightened suddenly, making the wood rattle when pinched.

"Stand back!" He gritted his teeth, squeezed out a few words, and moved his eyes to the woman who was half-embraced, but saw her pale face, ugly scars on the left face, and her hands were covered with layers of bruises. Wrapped in gauze, there were little blood stains on the outside, and the pupils were dilated as black as spots of paint, and I almost couldn't believe my eyes.

As if unaccustomed to the bright sunshine, the clear eyes of flowers like ink are slightly squinted, like the color of water and lake, rippling, the eye circles are red and tired, the black hair is scattered casually, and the large and heavy cloak is draped over the shoulders Looking smaller and weaker.

The clear eyeballs moved slightly, the misty eye waves were restrained, and the gaze fell on Ying Yihan, the thin lips that were bitten so that they lost their original shape elongated, and there was a slight cold smile, like the wind and the moon, looking Deying Yihan's heart froze.

Ji Ling... actually tortured her.

The guards besieging the dungeon were all holding big knives, and they gradually retreated to make way for a human-shaped passage. Xia Ziye narrowed his black eyes, although he wished to rush over to kill Ying Yihan, but the current situation does not allow him to do so. The purpose of the action is to take away Hua Rumo.

The assassins retreated step by step, the guards pressed forward step by step, and finally when Xia Ziye jumped onto the roof with Hua Rumo in his arms, he gestured for the rest of the people to "retreat". The assassin who was two meters away from holding Ying Yichen suddenly rushed forward, swung his long sword, and the sharp blade pierced hard into his chest.

The accident happened too suddenly, before everyone could react, Ying Yichen spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground unsteadily, his white clothes were dyed red.

The guards of the Northern Kingdom were enraged, swords flashed instantly, and cold weapons clashed with clanging sounds. Shadow guards hiding in the dark jumped out from all directions one after another. They had a clear advantage in numbers and caught Xia Ziye and others by surprise.

After all, he is the world-renowned inheritor of the Xia family's swordsmanship. Even if he blocked ten by one, he still did not lose the wind. The long sword was swung horizontally and vertically, with awe-inspiring sword aura, and struck radially in all directions, repelling wave after wave of attacks.Of course, Hua Rumo needs to be protected with one hand, which limits his performance and cannot support the others in time.

After a few rounds, most of the assassins in black were killed or injured.

The gate of the sky prison was in chaos, and Ying Yichen was quickly carried away by the guards in the chaos, with bright red blood dripping all over the floor.

Ying Yihan's eyes were cracked, and he looked at the figure wielding the Jade Sword, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Give me the arrow."

When Ying Yihan was guarding the border, he was once known as the "sharp shooter", and he shot every arrow and killed him with one blow.

The guards protecting him saw a cold expression, mixed with overwhelming anger and murderous intent, they did not dare to neglect and quickly handed over their bows and arrows respectfully.

Ying Yihan set up three sharp arrows, stretched the bows and arrows into a full moon shape, squinted his eyes, roughly estimated the force and angle, and when he was sure that Hua Rumo would not be hurt, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the sharp arrows took Go with the whirlwind.

There were only three swishing sounds, and the sharp arrow mixed with internal force flew forward, and unexpectedly changed its angle in the middle, and the sharp blades separated on both sides shot out in a zigzag line, one hit the man in black's calf, and the other shot at the other. Between the eyebrows of a man in black, the last one flew in the air and shot straight at Xia Ziye who was forced to retreat by the crowd.

In the nick of time, I have seen Ying Yihan's superb archery skills Hua Rumo before, his slightly dull water eyes widened, and he almost subconsciously struggled out of his arms, ignoring the pain in his fingers, he pushed Xia Ziye away suddenly, The arrow pierced straight into the shoulder.

"As ink!"

"princess!"

Ru Mo only felt the world spinning for a while, his thin body was blown away by the internal force, Ying Yihan's distorted cold face and Xia Ziye's surprised and heartbroken face were seen before coma.

(End of this chapter)