Husband is all beautiful

Chapter 234 233.
Luo Ziyan followed closely behind Yan Cijing, his delicate face was tense, he looked around cautiously, trying to make his expression look more natural.

Yan Cijing walked in front, under the curtain, his stunning face showed a bit of indifference.

The night is so thick that it can't be melted, like a master of painting, painted everything with mysterious colors, the bright full moon is white and flawless, the moonlight sprinkles on the earth like flowing water, and the willow trees on both sides are dancing, which looks like The devil is generally baring its teeth and claws, as if it is about to rush out.

Luo Ziyan tried hard to keep his heart from beating so violently.

This... here is so scary...

Wife...

Luo Ziyan pursed his red lips slightly.

He misses his wife.

Although Yan Zhengjun looks very safe, but...

But Yan Zhengjun was so indifferent, Luo Ziyan was a little afraid of him, so he didn't dare to get so close.

He looked at the figure walking in front, and quietly approached a little bit.

Suddenly Yan Cijing stopped, and Luo Ziyan bumped into him because he didn't notice.

He took a few steps back in a hurry, and at the same time he was a little puzzled.

Why did Yan Zhengjun stop?
He followed Yan Cijing's gaze and was startled.

There are dozens of men in black in front of them, holding cold swords, with cold eyes and a terrifying aura.

This……

Luo Ziyan frowned.

Did they meet a killer?

Yan Cijing's brows and eyes were full of indifference, and his eyes glided calmly over the men in black.

"Wait and protect yourself."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Ziyan felt his world spinning for a while, and when he turned around, he found that he had fallen into the grass on one side.

He nervously watched the fight not far away.

Yan Cijing was wrestling with several killers, and he suddenly frowned.

Are these people heading towards Luo Ziyan?

A sword pierced the chest of the last killer. Yan Cijing held a long sword in his hand. He was dressed in white clothes that would not stick to a drop of blood. His exquisite eyebrows and eyes showed a bit of indifference. There was a pile of dead bodies at the feet of Yan Chen's Immortal, with a strange aesthetic feeling of tingling scalp, the air seemed to be stagnant, and the stagnation was chilling.

Luo Ziyan stared blankly, his heart was beating one after another, as if it was about to break through his body.

When I came back to my senses, I realized that my palms were sweating.

Luo Ziyan looked at the man walking towards him, the man still had a cold expression on his face, as if nothing in the world could make him change color.

Yan Cijing looked at the stunned Luo Ziyan, his black eyes were as dark as a dry well, his deep voice did not fluctuate, and his cold eyes made no one feel any warmth: "Have you offended anyone?"

Luo Ziyan thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that he was framed innocently in front of the palace, so he told Yan Cijing and his own life experience.

Although this is also known from the mouth of Beigong Zhengjun.

"Yes, I see." After saying this, Yan Cijing turned and left, and Luo Ziyan hurriedly followed.

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Huangfu Hua smiled and thrust his sword towards the rushing person.

"The Huangfu family really doesn't behave well~"

Even though the head of the family is already dead, he still thinks about people who shouldn't be thinking about it. The most hateful thing is that he still wants to disturb the wife head.

Damn it~

Huangfu Hua stepped on the still-dead killer, her delicate and beautiful eyebrows were slightly lowered, and her slender and thick eyelashes could hide the strange glint in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)