The code name of this palace is 007: Wangye, if you have a kind, you will be singled out

Chapter 454 The Definition of Happiness [7]

The words thrown out with a smile made Mo Yuxuan's eyes light up, raised his eyebrows, and smiled enchantingly: "Xiao Yu'er, do you also think that the prince has a good complexion recently, and is more charming than Hua?""

Accompanied by his enchanting self-describing words, there were sharp whistles that suddenly sounded one after another in front of him.

"no!"

In the signal from these guards, Lan Yu threw out two words decisively, then frowned and sighed: "Because you are really heavy!"

In a word, Mo Yuxuan, who was more charming than Huajiao, was directly hit to the point of collapse, and Lan Yu raised his eyes to look at the guard who was only twenty steps away.

"stop!"

Hearing what the leader of the guards yelled out again, Lan Yu smiled noncommittally.

His gaze first stayed on the tip of the knife pointed at her face by the head of the guards, and his smiling eyes suddenly became deep and cold.

The footsteps kept on, and the distance was pulled from twenty steps to ten steps step by step. Seeing the tip of the knife of the head of the guards began to shake a little, the corner of Lan Yu's lips curved even more lightly: "I don't like people pointing knives at me. !"

After throwing out a sentence in a leisurely manner, the corner of Lan Yu's lips curled up into a smile: "I caught it myself!"

As the sound fell, the body that was walking slowly accelerated suddenly, and the hand that was hooking Mo Yuxuan's long leg was loosened, and when the arm dropped, the dagger slid into the palm of the right hand at the same time.

The distance of ten steps became zero in an instant.

Before the leader of the guards had time to take back the steel knife, a cold light flashed across his neck, bringing out a cloud of blood.

"Like I said, I don't like people pointing knives at me!"

Lifting his foot, he kicked the body of the leader of the guards into the group of guards in front with a knee bump. Lan Yu uttered a word coldly and kept on following the passage opened by the dead man, leading Mo Yuxuan into the shadow of swords and swords !

Blood began to spread under the moon.
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Behind Lan Yu, dead people were already densely piled up.

The road they walked on also turned into a sea of ​​blood.

The firelight reflected the blood everywhere, turning the palace gate into a world of blood.

The sharp whistles continued unabated, and more and more black-clothed guards gathered from all around.

Lan Yu quickly pulled out the dagger that just pierced the heart of an enemy, and stabbed the sharp edge of the cold blade into the eyebrow of the guard next to him. Crush the throat bone of a person who swung a knife.

Using force with his fingers, he lifted the guard's body, swung it in a semicircle like a shield, and knocked away the enemies surrounding them at close range on the left.

His right leg was not idle, he raised it at the same time, and kicked the nearest guard in front of him, followed by his figure, and took another step forward.

While doing these actions, she also had two or three more wounds on her hands and feet thanks to the scimitars in the hands of the other guards.

Although Lan Yu used the muscle contraction in time to turn these injuries into superficial scratches, the blood still flowed out quickly, seeping into the blood-soaked clothes.

Lan Yu didn't seem to be aware of the injuries on her body, but instead it was the gradually expanding warmth on her shoulders that made her brows gradually tighten.

Quickly swinging the blade to solve the fatal crisis ahead, Lan Yu took time out of her busy schedule to lower her eyes, looked down at Mo Yuxuan's hand on her shoulder, and asked coldly, "How are you?"

Mo Yuxuan's slender and fair hand was stained with blood, and several fingertips were still dripping blood, dripping onto her clothes.

(End of this chapter)