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Chapter 571 Confrontation
Long Nimojiu's face changed slightly, but the anger in his eyes froze for a moment.

"Su'er—" On the other end, Lan Ruohua finally came to his senses, and with a sob, he stretched out his arms and hugged the blood-soaked man into his arms.

Long Nimojiu's expression froze slightly.

The "Third Young Master" seemed to have never heard of it, never seen it, and stared at the light dance of the long sword as thin as a cicada's wing in his hand, but under the siege of a dozen masters, he was still able to handle it with ease, and moved towards The woman who is slowly approaching here has a pair of gloomy eyes under the silver mask, which seems to turn deeper and deeper.The corners of his thin lips still curled up coldly, "As long as that Lan Jiaozhu is still alive, His Royal Highness Ronnie must be short of breath and be manipulated by others. His Highness Ronnie may not know it, but he can't be cruel and can't do it. That being the case, I have no choice but to help."

The words uttered in a gentle tone are like ice, piercing through the hearts of the people.

On the other side, Xue Peng died of convulsions, just as he wished, he was really close to death, but he didn't know if he really had no regrets.

As for Ye Shi'an, although he was not killed just now, but was rescued by Xue Peng, he did not escape the shackles, and fell from the hands of Long Nimojiu to the hands of the "Three Young Masters".

Only then was he ordered to kill Ye Shi'an at the same time when the sharp arrow was shot, the guard in front of him cut Ye Shi'an's hands behind his back and easily pushed him to the "Third Young Master".

The "Third Young Master" just glanced at him with no warmth in his eyes, and then raised his eyes again, and saw that the woman stabbed two more masters, and the blood stained her dress and splashed on her face, but her eyes were full. She was very calm, her goal was even clearer, and her strikes were straightforward, without flinching or hesitation at all, she moved towards her goal, which was him, and leaned closer inch by inch.

Her skill is beyond people's expectations. If she has this kind of skill, if she wants to be among the top experts, even if they have a large number of people, they will be defeated in a short time.What's more. There is Shen Yue!

correct!Shen Yue! "Third Young Master" suddenly felt cold!Only women are fighting in front of them, but Shen Yue is not there!

Their husband and wife are deeply in love, Shen Yue is still hesitant for the life and death of his father-in-law, let alone let the woman fight alone?

There is no need to look for Shen Yue's whereabouts, the "Third Young Master" knew instinctively that the danger was approaching, but his posture did not change from the previous calm and calm, and even his tone of voice remained calm, "Mrs. Shen, stop! If you don't want your father to be decapitated immediately!"

Ye Xinyi's sword moves were slightly sluggish, and he glanced over from the shadows of swords and swords, and saw the "Third Young Master" wearing a mask, beside him was a pale-faced Long Nimojiu who was sticking like a wooden stake, and those brightly lit soldiers The guard with the blade, and her father with a sword around his neck.

Ye Xinyi's hand holding the sword suddenly dropped, and a sharp sword swung behind him. Ye Xinyi let out a muffled grunt, and was cut open abruptly.

"Third Young Master, you should stop!" A cold and deep voice that seemed to come from hell came to his ears with extremely angry and ruthless intent.

"Third Young Master" and Long Nimojiu turned their heads to look, and both of them changed their expressions.

Shen Yue held a torch in his hand, and the flickering light made his face flicker, under the mottled light and shadow, the whole person seemed to be even more obscure, coupled with the murderous aura that was hard to suppress on his body, it seemed to come from Like the Asura of hell, bloodthirsty and vicious, it makes people shudder.

But both Long Nimojiu and the "Third Young Master" changed their colors, not only because of him, but also because of the things under his feet.It looked familiar, but when I looked around, my face became even more ugly.

That's black powder.They prepared it just in case before they came, but they didn't expect it to be in someone else's hands at this moment.

It turned out that Shen Yue had already set up a murderous situation waiting for them.

They were surrounded by black gunpowder at this time, and the only retreat behind them was that cave, but even if they retreated in, with Shen Yue around, there was absolutely no way out.

Everyone stopped their hands, and in an instant, swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Lan Ruohua didn't care about these at all, she just hugged Lan Su'er tightly in her arms, watching her dress was stained scarlet with blood, and kept vomiting blood, she tried her best to cover it with her hands, but couldn't Unable to cover the bloody hole in her chest, blood gushed out of the hole like an endless stream.

The blood red was dazzling, against Lan Su'er's pale face, it was even more shocking.

Lan Ruohua, who was usually so cold as ice, was at a loss at this time, panicked and lost his sense of control, and tears fell from his eyes.

On the other side, Lan Ling'er was able to move for some reason, and with slow steps, she approached step by step, and then her knees softened, and she fell to sit beside Lan Ruohua, looking at the woman who was already shaped like a bloody man. Lan Su'er's face is pale as well.

Lan Su'er looked over and saw her, but the corners of her mouth twitched, and she smiled with a bit of complacency, but the next moment, she turned her head again and vomited a big mouthful of blood.

Lan Ruohua stretched out his hand to catch her, tears welled up in his eyes again.

Lan Su'er smiled and said, "Master, look, Su'er is amazing, right? The poison can't do anything to me at all, I just pretended it all the way. Not only can't do anything to me, I can easily get rid of it. I told you that my talent in Gu art is hundreds of times stronger than that of my senior sister, you always didn't believe it before, but now, are you believable now?"

As soon as she spoke, the blood sprayed out from her mouth and nose, which was shocking.

Lan Ruohua nodded desperately and said, "I believe it! I believe it! Su'er's talent for Gu art is unmatched. It's all the master's fault. Why didn't the master discover it before?"

Lan Su'er curled her mouth and smiled again, but this smile lacked a bit of natural charm, on the contrary, it was a pure joy untouched by worldly affairs like when she was young, as clear and bright as Mingyu Mountain On the ground, the dewdrops condensed on the grass leaves in early summer are like dewdrops. After all, the dewdrops are too short to stay. Once the sun rises and the sun shines, it won't take long for it to be evaporated cleanly, leaving no trace.

Lan Ruohua felt so sad in her heart that she hugged her even tighter.Suddenly, she seemed to remember that when they were young, she would hold them in her arms like this and coax them to sleep.Su'er, in particular, was very timid when she was young, and she was most afraid of thunder. Every summer night, once the thunderstorm came, she would often come to look for her crying.

At first, she was patient, but later she felt that such a timid person could do nothing.No matter how much she cried or slapped outside the door, she was determined not to open the door.Later, it seemed that she was no longer afraid of thunder, but she never came to look for her with her little pillow in the middle of the night, and she, of course, never hugged her again.
"Why?" Lan Ruohua finally asked in a hoarse voice.

Lan Su'er opened her eyes and looked at the starry sky above her head, but her expression was a little dazed, as if she didn't hear Lan Ruohua's words clearly, she turned her ear towards her, and after a while, she smiled and said, "Why, yes Why? I obviously hate you so much."

(End of this chapter)