This is a fatal palm.

Linglong showed no mercy.

With a palm of ten successive powers, he suddenly fell to Xianglan's already broken body.

Xianglan closed her eyes in despair, and at that moment, her whole body seemed to be torn apart.

The palm power must fall on the back.

But suddenly, with a swish, the blade with internal force fell from the sky!

Xianglan subconsciously opened her eyes.

In sight, on the high wall, a slender figure stood in the wind.

She was wearing a plain simple dress, holding a short knife in her hand, and raised her long arms. The sword wind, carrying a fearful true energy, transformed into the exquisite palm wind.

But Xianglan could only see her clearly for a moment.

Although Linglong's palm wind was cut by the sword wind, her internal strength was really terrible.

Daofeng could only cross half of her true energy, and the other half was still strong and hit Xianglan's back.

With a puff, a large amount of blood spurted out from the tip of Xianglan's lips, teeth, and nose.

The consciousness became blurred in an instant.

Chu Qingge raised his hand again, and the short sword immediately turned into a long sword.

The sword wind was sharp and rushed towards Linglong.

Linglong was a little careless, and never thought that her skills were so powerful!

Although he was already retreating immediately, he accidentally cut his arm into a small hole by Chu Qingge's sword energy.

As soon as she retreated, she returned to the high wall.

Qingge didn't give her any chance to breathe, and she was gentle and a cold sword stabbed towards Linglong on the high wall.

At the same time, her low and cold voice spread throughout the yard: "Come! There is an assassin!"

Linglong's face darkened. This place was already Chu Qingge's place, and she had really become an assassin!

But that assassin must die.

She suddenly turned over and could have easily avoided Chu Qingge's sword, but she couldn't dodge!

This is the last chance!

When he raised his hand, the short knife that was buckled on his fingertips swept past Chu Qingge.

Qingge's long sword pierced her shoulders because of Linglong's distraction.

"Um!" Linglong was injured and stared at Chu Qingge, whose speed and strength were beyond his imagination. He waved his hand and sent it out with a palm.

Qingge immediately missed his body and avoided it.

Looking back, I saw Linglong jumping back, and in a blink of an eye, the figure had already penetrated into the night.

"Young Master!" The guards broke in, drew their swords together, and pointed the tip of the sword at Xianglan who was lying on the ground in the pool of blood.

"She is not an assassin!" Chu Qingge had no intention of chasing Linglong. Even if he caught up, he was not her opponent.

What she is most worried about now is the situation of Pandan.

Unexpectedly, Linglong would rather be injured than attack Xianglan!

She insisted on killing Xianglan to silence her!

Qingge quickly turned back, and when he saw Xianglan lying on the ground, his heart suddenly felt cold.

Not only did she get three palms, but she also had a short knife deeply pierced into her back!

Too seriously injured!

Linglong, so cruel!

"Xianlan! You hold on!" Chu Qingge put away the short knife and wanted to pick up Xianglan, but he was a little embarrassed.

"Princess..." Xianglan vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and her consciousness was almost completely trapped in the darkness.

But there was something in her mind, a huge secret.

She must tell the princess, must... she must tell the young master of the village.

"Princess...young...city lord...princess..." she whispered hoarsely.

Chu Qingge held her hand and looked at her pulse, completely chilling.

"Hurry! Call Mu Yuan here! She...she can't do it!"
Chapter completed!