Only you: King's crazy concubine

Almost as they stepped out of the fog barrier, several people in black appeared at some moment, revealing only a pair of sharp and vicious eyes.

"Zi Mo, you save Qing Yan, we'll hold them." Bai Feng went to Xuanyuan Zi Mo and whispered.

As soon as the voice fell, those people in black rushed up with lightning speed. Their internal power was fierce, and Ling Ying was almost overwhelmed.

Xuanyuan Zimo looked at them and ran to the house without looking back. Seeing that one of the people in black was trying to catch up, he was stopped by Bai Feng with a sword, "your opponent is me."

The man in black looked at Baifeng and Xuanyuan Zimo who had entered the house. His eyes crossed the killing intention and raised his sword to stab Baifeng without spare effort.

Bai Feng quickly dodged, but the next second a sword stabbed him. The move was fatal. The sword stabbed directly into the face door and subconsciously blocked him with a sword.

Almost at the same moment, his hand trembled, clenched his teeth and kicked the man in black, forcing him back. His hand holding the sword was shaking almost undetectably. He didn't expect Nangong Jun to have such a powerful dark guard. No wonder he didn't care whether he was blessed or not. He was going to usurp the throne.

At the same time, Xuanyuan Zimo, who entered the house, found the place where Gu Qingyan was without any energy. He kicked open the door and was about to enter. A broken sound behind him forced him to dodge. An arrow was inserted into the door frame, and the tail of the arrow was still shaking.

Turning around, he saw Nangong Jun's figure and a cunning smile on his mouth. Behind him were two people in black. His tone seemed to sigh, "I didn't expect to escape the eyes of the disabled king after all."

He didn't find any Xuanyuan Zimo outside the house, but for the sake of insurance, he changed several people to affect their sight. He thought this cover up could hide them, but he was greatly surprised.

Xuanyuanzi Mo's face was expressionless. He turned and continued to walk inside. Nangongjun's eyes were cold and made a gesture. Two people in black immediately rushed to xuanyuanzi Mo behind him.

Looking at the three entangled figures in front of him, Nangong Jun smiled coldly, "since you're here, stay as a guest."

In any case, we can't let them go out alive. If they go out, it means that his dormancy over the years is in vain.

Xuanyuan Zimo looked cold, his eyes were dark, floating in the air, holding the shadow sword in his hand, his ink hair fluttered with the wind, his body showed the momentum of looking down at the world, and his eyes seemed to be faintly contemptuous.

Perhaps because of Gu Qingyan, they saw more of Xuanyuan Zimo's tenderness and consideration, which made people forget that he was a cruel God of war.

At first sight, seeing Xuanyuan Zimo's momentum greatly changed, Nangong Jun was also surprised and narrowed his eyes. He believed that Xuanyuan Zimo had not killed Xuanyuan Zimo today, and Xuanyuan Zimo would definitely retaliate against him in the future.

Xuanyuan Zimo glanced at them carelessly and turned his wrist slightly. It's up to you today.

Chengying sword shakes. OK, master, look at my uncle's.

Xuanyuan Zimo threw the shadow sword at the man in black, and waved a palm with his other hand. The man in black was unprepared, took a palm and stepped back.

Xuanyuan Zimo took the opportunity to jump into the room. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Gu Qingyan lying on the bed. He breathed sluggishly, rushed to the bedside, lowered his forehead and touched her forehead. The tip of his nose rubbed her cheek. His voice was hoarse, "Yan'er, I'll take you home."

Then he took his cloak from the screen and wrapped Gu Qingyan. He picked her up with his hands on his back and walked out. As soon as he got out of the door, he saw Chengying sword teasing the two people in black. Nangong Jun was unhappy. When he saw Xuanyuan Zimo holding Gu Qingyan, his eyes were full of cold. He raised his bow and arrow, took out an arrow from behind and aimed at Xuanyuan Zimo.

Xuanyuan Zimo didn't seem to care. He looked down at GuQing Yan, as if he didn't see enough. With shallow tenderness in his eyes, he gently twisted her cloak collar. Yan'er, soon, soon you can wake up.

"Nangong Jun, give me the antidote."

"Antidote? The king doesn't have that kind of thing." Nangong Jun held a bow and arrow. When he heard his words, he loosened his hand, and the arrow sent lightning and stabbed Xuanyuan Zimo.

Xuanyuan Zimo easily dodged with Gu Qingyan in his arms. A trace of danger flashed through his eyes. His tone was cold. "Nangong Jun, don't let me say it a second time. Bring me the antidote."

"Oh, what if the king doesn't give it," Nangong Jun disdains ridicule. "Xuanyuan Zimo, you have a green hat on your head, don't you know?"

Xuanyuan Zimo's eyes were cold, "looking for death." he grabbed Gu Qingyan in one hand and opened his five fingers in the other hand to urge the shadow sword.

The Chengying sword seems to have changed. The whole body of the sword becomes more cold, even with a strong murderous spirit. The speed is almost invisible to the naked eye.

Nangong Jun couldn't escape. His arm was cut. He looked at the shadow sword still floating in the air with vigilance. At first, he thought it was exaggerated by the world. Unexpectedly, the shadow sword was indeed a spiritual and powerful sword.

"Chengying." Xuanyuan Zimo's cold voice came. Chengying's sword trembled, and then rushed to Nangong Jun, who made him cold treated by the master. I'll stab you to death.

However, Nangong Jun dodged back and forth. However, Chengying sword was fast. Even if two people blocked him, Chengying sword seemed to know where he would hide. Every time, there would be another wound on his body. It was not a fatal wound, but if he had been bleeding like this, he would have lost too much blood and died sooner or later.

"Xuanyuan Zimo, become angry with shame?" Nangong Jun's face was a little pale, his body shook, and his face was sarcastic.

Xuanyuan Zimo glanced at him, hugged Gu Qingyan and walked away from them, leaving only a faint word, "none."

Nangong Jun's face was gloomy and wanted to stop in front of him. Chengying sword suddenly appeared in front of him. If he went further, the sword would go straight into his stomach.

Chengying sword trembled and seemed to be provoking.

Nangong Jun watched Xuanyuan Zimo leave with GuQing Yan and said, "the king will never give up."

With that, he took out two black balls from his arms and threw them on the ground. There was a bang on the ground. The white fog suddenly began. After the white fog dispersed, Nangong Jun had long disappeared.

Chengying sword: "..." slipped away so quickly. It's over. The master will throw it out.

Here, the situation of Baifeng is not very optimistic. These people in black seem invulnerable.

Baifeng first saw Xuanyuan Zimo come out. After seeing the man in his arms, even if he couldn't see the man's face, he knew it was Qingyan. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and joked: "Zimo, if you don't come out again, we'll be cut into sections."