The bewitching queen of crossing the goddess

Chapter 69
Li Xuan stared blankly at me with his eyes wide open, then a smile flashed in his eyes, he looked at Fenghen's sad eyes with some pride, slowly closed his winking eyes, and let me kiss.

I watched him slowly close his eyes, a faint smile flashed across his cold eyes, since you want to play, I'll accompany you.Smiling lightly, the tip of her tongue stuck into his mouth, slowly deepening the kiss.Li Xuan's body also slowly softened, and he lay weakly in my arms, enjoying the happiness of this moment.

Woods outside the city:

The cold winter wind blows the leaves, only to hear a whoosh... a black shadow quickly falls from the tree to the ground, but there is too much pain in the eyes, and the injured arm is tightly covered with one hand, and the blood is stained along the fingers. The black clothes on his body were red.

The man looked behind him in a panic, bit his lip and raised his voice, wanting to leave, but a low growl came to his ears, "Blood Shadow, where do you want to run?"

With the sound of the leaves being driven by the wind, dozens of women in black have surrounded the blood shadow. A leading woman stepped forward, her face covered by a black square scarf, and her voice threatened, "Blood shadow, you can't escape." Come back with us."

Xueying sneered, put his hand on the sword at his waist and pulled it out suddenly, the cold light flashed, and the murderous sword shone on his resolute face, "I said, I won't go back again." He was raped by his master since childhood. He was rescued and trained by Killer Chen. For so many years, he didn't know how many people he had killed, but now, he didn't want to kill anyone in order to survive. He didn't want to betray his master, and he didn't want to help his master hurt the girl. Then, there was only one way. He knew that once he escaped from the Assassination Pavilion, he would definitely be hunted down by all the assassins in the Assassination Pavilion, but he had to try, even if it cost him his life.

The leading woman frowned, "If that's the case, then we can't blame us. Those who betrayed the Assassin's Pavilion...killed." Following the woman's order, dozens of men in black swarmed forward.Blood Shadow was already injured, so many people couldn't help it. As the range of the attack became smaller and smaller, Blood Shadow's situation became more and more difficult, and the sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

Facing their attack, Xueying frowned, and with his sword of internal strength, he slashed across the black-clothed women who surrounded him. After getting out of the crowd, standing quietly behind them, the woman in black came back to her senses and took out a ball from her waist and shot at the blood shadow quickly. The sword slashed, and at the same time, a cloud of powder flew out from the broken hidden weapon, and it fell on his body and penetrated into the skin with a strange feeling. Xueying only felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest, and his body softened and half knelt on the ground , the sword in his hand rested on the ground, he lowered his head and breathed heavily, and there were bursts of tearing pain in his chest.

Seeing this, the leading woman sneered, the sword in her hand tightened again, and slowly approached him, Blood Shadow sensed a strong murderous aura, and wanted to get up, but as soon as he moved, the sharp pain in his chest came like a tide. The sword in the woman's hand was about to stab him. Knowing that it was too late to dodge, he hurriedly used the sword to block the sword that the woman slashed at him, but at this moment, he was already exhausted, and the pain in his chest was becoming more and more oppressive, which made him unable to breathe.He bit his lip and stood up abruptly. Even though he wanted to hide, he was stabbed in the right shoulder. With a low moan, Blood Shadow kicked the woman, stepped back several steps, and covered his right shoulder with one hand.Watching her warily.

"Xueying, you can't escape, listen to my advice and go back with us." The leading woman dodged his attack and said in a low voice, but the impatience in her voice already revealed her current mood.There was also a bit of murderous look in her eyes, as if she would kill him immediately if he said no
Xueying didn't say a word, the man suddenly jumped up high, the sword in his hand seemed to penetrate all his internal force and hit the ground with a loud noise, the ground actually cracked, the woman in black was startled but couldn't dodge in time, was caught The powerful internal force flew out, and the blood shadow hurriedly took the opportunity to escape from the woods.

A wooden house was looming in the woods, and the blood shadow landed in the courtyard with light work, and staggered towards the wooden house. His precarious body seemed to fall down at any time, and he stretched out his blood-stained hand feebly, and pushed open the door, leaving a few holes on the door. There was a bloodstain, and it was hard to tell whether it was his own or someone else's.

Stepping into the room with nothing under his feet, his hands propped up on the table, the sweat on his forehead dripped on his eyes, blurring his vision, he raised his head to look at the cabinet not far away, bit his lip, walked towards it with difficulty, took out the golden sore medicine from it, and proficiently bandaged the wound.

After dressing up, all the wounded strength on his body seemed to be drained all at once, the body leaning on the cabinet slowly slid down, and he fell to the ground and leaned against the cabinet behind him, closing his eyes tiredly.

Assassination Pavilion:
"Trash, a bunch of useless things, you can't even catch a single blood shadow, what are you doing back here... waste..." Cheng Lilan slammed the table up, waved the teapot on the table, and the hot tea splashed All over the ground, it also splashed the woman kneeling on the ground.

"Hiss..." The scalding hot tea fell on the back of the woman's hand, and the surrounding area immediately became red and swollen. The woman couldn't help but gasped, but hurriedly bit her lower lip to avoid moaning, and said in a trembling voice, "Master is happy and angry, Originally, the subordinate could bring him back, but the subordinate did not expect that although Xue Ying was seriously injured, he used his ultimate move, the lethality was too great, and the subordinate escaped with great difficulty. Master, please forgive me..." The figure of the woman kneeling on the ground trembled slightly, her eyes secretly looked up.

Cheng Lilan frowned and said coldly, "The mission failed, but I'm sorry to beg for mercy." As soon as the words fell, Cheng Lilan swung an extra sword in the woman's throat, and the woman immediately opened her eyes wide. There was an extra blood mark, and the body slowly fell down.

Cheng Lilan looked at the corpse on the ground and frowned in disgust, "Come here, drag her out to feed the dogs." As the door was opened, several women in black walked in and dragged the corpse out, leaving only a pool of blood.

"Damn it, Xueying, you dare to betray the master, the master will definitely make your life worse than death." The cold voice sounded in the lobby, making people shudder.

"Hey, who made our Pavilion Master Cheng so angry?" A voice with a slight smile came to his ears, Cheng Lilan turned his head to look at the woman standing not far from her, adjusted his emotions and said, "So It's the prince, why, why does the prince have time to visit my assassination pavilion?"

Huang Aoman came to sit on the bamboo chair on the left side without any hesitation, lowered his head and still turned his head, he saw the jasper-colored fingers, "Of course I have business with you."

"Hehe...is that so? Then I want to listen to it?" Cheng Lilan let out a chuckle and lifted her skirt and sat on the main seat. She snapped her fingers, and immediately a man stepped forward to pour tea for Huang Aoman .

"What's the matter, let's talk slowly. Since the prince is here, the lord should treat him well." Cheng Lilan always had a smile on his lips, swearing his sovereignty calmly.

Huang Aoman looked at the steaming tea on the table, smiled lightly, picked it up and took a sip, "It's really good tea, but I'm not here to talk about it." Huang Aoman put down the teacup, and turned his gaze to Cheng Lilan. I don't like talking around the bush, I want to borrow your power from you, but... I don't know, what does Pavilion Master Cheng think?"

(End of this chapter)