Suddenly, Ji Yue's ears moved and she turned over and sat up, "There is movement outside."

What's going on when Banqiu is nervously protecting Jiyue?

Banchun broke in and said loudly, "No, someone is chasing you. Banqiu, Bandong, you will take your master and leave quickly. Banxia and I stayed behind to break the rear."

She looked frightened and was so anxious that she was so anxious. Why did she come so quickly?

Moreover, there were many people coming, about a hundred.

The sounds outside became louder and louder, and the roar of the horses were heard.

There are more and more torches, making the outside bright.

Jiyue raised her eyebrows and was calm and calm, "What are you panic? Don't leave, I'll wait for them."

Banchun was not prepared at all. Looking at her pale face and walking, she was so worried that she couldn't do it.

"Master, now is not the time to be willful, your health is not yet well..."

Ji Yue waved her hand and said carelessly, "Don't worry, help me up. I want to see who is so powerful that she can see through my mystery."

The door was kicked open heavily, and accompanied by the wind and rain, more than a dozen figures broke in. The man walking in front shouted angrily, "It's me."

The man was wearing a straw raincoat and a hat, hiding his face.

But Ji Yue recognized it at a glance, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

"Wu Tong? You're here so quickly. Oh, it's not polite to break in at night. You go out first, I'll comb my hair."

Wu Tong saw her face clearly and couldn't help but be stunned. This was the first time he had clearly seen her true face.

He finally understood the feeling of being dazed when Mu Jiyue saw him for the first time.

It turns out that they look so similar.

However, the same eyebrows and eyes grow on her face are indescribable in pretty and agile.

They are very similar, but her facial features are more delicate and compact.

That's how his biological mother looks like, right?

The man standing behind him rushed out strode and cursed angrily, "Why are you combing your hair when you die? It turns out that he is a little witch..."

Before he finished speaking, a hidden weapon came. He quickly avoided it, but no matter how fast he moved, he did not completely avoid it. His head was cut off. "Ah."

Jiyue played with the hidden weapon and said faintly, "It's so pitiful that I can't even say anything human."

The man had a little more fear in his eyes. What was in her hand? "I am Murong Wu. You killed my father. I want to use your head to pay tribute to him."

His resentment overflowed, and he wanted to tear the woman in front of him into pieces.

To him, his father was the person he respected the most, the most loving father, and the person who loved him the most in this world.

He always sheltered their brothers and sisters from the wind and rain, protecting them by their side.

He thought that his father would always be there and protect them.

Jiyue unceremoniously exposes his fantasy, "The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Your father will die in vain."

Murong Wu's face was distorted, and his whole body was trembling with anger, "Go to die."

He was about to rush over with his long sword, and Ji Yue glared at him coldly, and his aura was full of energy. "Stand up, I still haven't finished speaking."

Somehow, a cold air rose from behind, Murong Wu fought a cold war and subconsciously stopped.

Too majestic and too imposing. Is this the demeanor of the people in the royal family?

Jiyue's eyes fell on Wu Tong's face, and her eyes were slightly sunken, "Wu Tong, how did you chase after him?"

She laid a mystery, and such a rainy day had long covered up those details.

There were two forces deep in Wu Tong's heart, one clamoring to avenge his master.

Yike is to get along well with his sisters so that his biological mother can get peace underground.

These two forces fought each other and emptied him.

His gaze was floating and he murmured, "Why? Why is this?"

"What? Your master's death?" Jiyue raised a disdainful arc on the corner of her mouth, "If he wants to kill me, I will kill him directly. What? No? I can't stand and wait for him to kill him."

It’s both ridiculous and despised. He acts as soon as he says it, never ruthless.

Wu Tong's eyes turned red, "He is my master."

It's too cruel, I kill you as soon as I say it, and I don't care about his feelings at all.

In her heart, what is he? I'm afraid he can't compare to the servants around her, right?

Jiyue looked at his pale face, which was hit hard and was not sympathetic at all, "So what? He was not ruthless when he killed me. He should treat the enemy as cold as the cold winter. Do you don't understand this principle?"

The sound is cold and hard, but it is still so strong.

Wu Tong stared at her in pain, "He raised me, without him, there would be no me, so I must avenge him."

Jiyue raised her eyebrows and pointed her finger at herself, "Avenge? Kill me?"

Wu Tong felt heartbroken. She did everything so hard that she would not give him any chance.

"Yes, either you die or I die, one of us must die."

Jiyue's face darkened and she said coldly, "Then you go and die."

Wu Tong closed his eyes and twitched all over, and was in great pain.

A hurriedly a hurriedly persuaded Banxia, ​​"Master, no, Mr. Wu was angry for a moment, and he would calm down..."

Before she finished speaking, several pairs of eyes looked over, and her words were stuck in her throat.

She said the wrong thing? Why is the master so disappointed?

Murong Wu sneered, "Is this your subordinate? It seems that you are too heartless and have already become betrayal of everyone."

Jiyue smiled coldly, "So what? It's not me who died anyway."

Well, his father is dead!

Murong Wu was furious and his face was red, "...Mu Jiyue, you..."

Ji Yue raised her chin proudly, shouted coldly in a tone that pulled up to heaven, "This princess's name is not something that a man like you can call, you are not worthy of it."

Murong Wu was so angry that he was so angry that he said, "Bah, who would care about it? Junior Brother Wu Tong, you are your father's favorite disciple. Come and avenge your father."

He wants them to slaughter each other, which is the greatest revenge on them.

Wu Tong opened his eyes and his eyes were red. He drew out his long sword and pointed it at Jiyue. "Mu Jiyue, take out his weapons, let's compete fairly, sign a life-and-death contract, no matter who dies, don't resent."

According to the rules of the world, this is what it should be.

But Jiyue is not a man from the martial arts world, so she ignores it at all, "You have a brain disease."

Wu Tong was stunned for a moment, "What? You refuse?"

Jiyue brushed her silk and slowly adjusted her head, "Although I hate you very much, I have no intention of killing you for the time being. You have greater value in life."

Well, she was too arrogant and clearly said that Wu Tong was not her opponent.

"You..." Wu Tong was attacked by 10,000 points and his whole body shook into epilepsy.

Murong Wu couldn't bear to look at him directly. He was indeed a witch and could kill people with his mouth.

"What else do you mean to her? Hurry up and kill him."
Chapter completed!