My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 66

In the dark night, before he could clearly see how he made his move, he could hear the sound of hunting and rushing with lightness kung fu in his ears, and he felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and the man in black who was originally attacking the two of them had already thumped. Falling to the ground, the rest of the people were all terrified. After looking at each other, they decided to fight him to the death.

The man in the mask remained unmoved at all, holding a soft sword, the blade was stained with blood, and there was a layer of crimson chill. After the thick blood mist passed, the thin lips like a knife were tightly pressed into a line, and the tight chin overflowed with frost , his eyes were dark and cold, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly raised his soft sword horizontally, raising his inner strength secretly, the soft sword glowing with cold light broke through the wind and met everyone's sharp blades.

He turned the hilt of the sword slightly, flipped his right hand, and walked with the sword with strong internal strength. There were bursts of piercing sounds of cold weapons meeting, and the sight was full of flames. No one could see how he shot. The soft sword suddenly exerted force, It danced in a strange arc in the air, and the chests of the people in front were swept away, bringing out splashes of dark red liquid.

Before the people in black woke up, they saw the figure of the man appearing like a ghost, circling behind the leader at a strange angle.

There was an exclamation from the crowd. "This trick is..."

The man paused for a moment, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at the masked man, his body trembling involuntarily, his hair standing on end. "You, you are..."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his sword and fell, and saw a cold light pass by, a head rolled down with a gurgling sound, and blood gushed from the neck that had been sliced ​​flat, and flew straight into the sky.

Hua Rumo maintained the original posture, supported the thick tree trunk with both hands, widened his eyes to see the situation under the tree clearly, and then saw the shadow of the sword, the cold light from the sharp blade scattered, and saw the ghostly figure clearly. freely.

However, at this moment, another group of men in black came from nowhere, all holding bows and arrows, the sharp blades of the arrows glowed with a cold light, the strong bows were drawn into the shape of a full moon, mixed with the air of a whirlwind towards the tree The woman from above came.

The man in the mask panicked, the pupils of his gloomy icy eyes shrank, and he swung his sword vigorously to break through the encirclement and fly towards the tree. one knife.

However, regardless of the pain, he embraced the bewildered woman with one hand, supported the tree with both hands and straightened his waist, blocking all the sharp arrows with his flesh and blood.

Hua Rumo raised her eyes in horror, and what she saw was the man's cold and hard facial contours, her red-stained icy eyes narrowed slightly, the strange silver mask glowed with a cold light, and the corners of her tightly pursed lips twitched as if she was suppressing her body Severe pain came.

The watery eyes are slightly swaying, full of ink, and the thin lips are trembling with fear, "You, are you okay?"

The sword eyebrows under the mask were tightly knit, and every part of the back was moved, as if being subjected to cruel punishment, the skin was torn apart.He raised his internal strength secretly, only to hear a muffled groan, and several sharp swords on his back flew out in response, splashing blood and drawing a strange arc.

Squeeze three words from between the teeth. "I can't die."

The piercing eyes of the masked man softened a little. He knew that one against ten would be a war of attrition, not to mention that he had to bring a woman with no strength to restrain him, and he didn't know if the arrows were poisonous. It was not an option to continue like this.

I can only ask the inner disciples for help.

Suddenly, he took out a signal flare from his sleeve, and after the white light bloomed, he hugged Hua Rumo horizontally, kicked his feet hard on the ground, and ran to the northwest with light work.

How could the people in black let them go so easily, holding a big knife and yelling, "That man is injured! Hurry up!"

In the North Kingdom, in Fengqi Palace.The lights are bright, colored glazed lamps are hung high, and the dazzling rays of light are pouring down, illuminating the cold and clean floor.

At this time, there was a burst of eager and chaotic footsteps in front of the palace gate, followed by the voices of the maids saluting. "My servant has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for a thousand years."

Today's Ying Yixuan changed from the gentle and refined one in the past, his face was as cold as ice, he cast a sidelong glance at the blessed crowd, and with a cold snort, he went straight into the palace.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ji Ling, who was closing his eyes to rest his mind, slowly opened his beautiful eyes, pinched the center of his brows, and looked calm, as if he had expected him to barge in so angrily.

Ying Yixuan opened his face coldly, his handsome face was condensed into ice, his eyes were ruthless, his five fingers in the white gold embroidered cuffs trembled slightly because of anger and depression, his bones were distinct, and his joints were white.

He stood still in front of the hall, looked quietly at the concubine mother who was leaning on the bed, took a deep breath, bowed and saluted. "The son and minister send greetings to the mother and concubine, and the mother and concubine are blessed."

(End of this chapter)