Long Nimojiu's face changed slightly, but the anger in his eyes was frozen for a moment.

"Su'er--" Lan Ruohua finally reacted, cried, spread her arms and hugged the person covered in blood in her arms.

Longnimojiu's expression froze slightly.

"The Third Young Master" seemed to have never heard of it, and had not seen it. He stared at the sword that was as thin as a cicada wing in his hand, but under the siege of more than a dozen masters, he was still able to ease his ability. Moreover, he was leaning towards the woman slowly approaching this place. The dark eyes under the silver mask seemed to turn deep. But the corners of the thin lips still curled up coldly, "As long as the Blue Master is still alive, I believe His Highness Long Ni will be short of the hero and be controlled by others. His Highness Long Ni may not know, but he is not cruel and unable to do anything. Since that is the case, I have to help."

The words spoken in a gentle tone are all quenched like ice and frozen.

On the other end, Xue Peng was already twitching and died in anger. As he wished, he was really dead, but he didn't know if he really had no regrets.

Although Ye Shi'an was not killed just now, but was rescued by Xue Peng, he did not escape the shackles. Instead, he fell from Long Nimojiu's hands to the "third young master".

Just now, when the arrow shot out, he also killed Ye Shi'an and cut Ye Shi'an with his hands behind his back and easily pushed him to the "Three Young Masters".

The "Three Young Master" just glanced at him with a faint look, his eyes were not warm at all, and then raised his eyes again. He saw that the woman stabbed two masters again, smearing her dress and splashing on her face, but her eyes were very calm and her goal was even clearer. He did not retreat at all, and hesitated toward her target, which was his side.

Her skills were beyond expectations. She would probably be among the top experts with such skills. Even if they were large and powerful, they would be defeated if they didn't take it for a while. What's more... and Shen Yue!

By the way! Shen Yue! The "third young master" suddenly felt a chill in his heart! There was only a woman fighting in front of him, but Shen Yue was not seen!

The couple has a deep affection. Shen Yue still hesitates for the sake of his father-in-law's life and death, let alone let the woman fight alone?

There was no need to look for Shen Yue's whereabouts. The "third young master" knew almost instinctively that the danger was approaching, but his posture did not change his previous calmness, and even his tone was still as slow as possible. "Mrs. Shen, stop! If you don't want Ling Zun to be in a different place immediately!"

Ye Xinyi's sword move was slightly slower, and he glanced at him from the sword light and shadow, and saw the "Three Young Master" wearing a mask. He had a pale face beside him, and Long Nimojiu, who was stalked like a wooden stake, as well as those guards with weapons, and... her father who was styling his neck with swords.

Ye Xinyi's hand holding the sword suddenly dropped, and a sharp sword waved behind him. Ye Xinyi groaned and opened a hole.

"Third Young Master, you should stop!" A cold voice that seemed to come from hell, with a ruthless desire of extreme anger and hatred.

"Three Young Masters" and Long Nimojiu turned their heads and saw their faces changed.

Shen Yue held a torch in his hand, and the light of extinction reflected his face light and dark. Under the mottled light and shadow, his whole body seemed even more dim and unclear. In addition, the murderous aura that was difficult to suppress on his body was wrapped, as if he was a Shura from hell, he was bloodthirsty and cruel, making people shudder.

But Long Nimojiu and the "Three Young Master" changed their colors, not only because of him, but also because of the things under his feet. They looked familiar, and when they looked around, their faces became even more ugly.

That was black gunpowder. They prepared it before they came, but they didn't expect that they would be in someone else's hand at this moment.

It turned out that Chen Yue had already set up a killing game waiting for them.

At this time, they were surrounded by black gunpowder, and the only way to retreat behind them was the cave, but even if they retreated and Shen Yue was there, it was definitely not a way to survive.

Everyone stopped, and in an instant, they were tense.

Lan Ruohua didn't care about these things at all. She just hugged Lan Su'er in her arms tightly, watching her dress being scarlet with blood, and kept vomiting blood. She tried her best to cover her hands, but she couldn't cover the blood hole in her chest. Blood was surging out of the hole like endlessly.

The blood-red and dazzling contrast with Lan Su'er's pale face made her look even more shocking.

Lan Ruohua, who was so cold and frosty on weekdays, was now in a state of silence, and she was panicked and tears fell in her eyes.

On the other end, Lan Ling'er could move for some reason. She took slow steps and leaned over step by step. Then, her knees weakened and she fell to Lan Ruohua. Looking at Lan Su'er who was already like a bloody man, her face was also pale.

Lan Su'er looked over and saw her, but the corners of her mouth curled up, she smiled a little proud, but the next moment, she turned her head and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Lan Ruohua reached out to catch her, and tears fell in her eyes again.

Lan Su'er smiled and said, "Master... Look, Su'er is powerful? That poison can't do anything to me at all. I've pretended along the way. Not only can't do anything to me, I can easily solve it... I told you that my talent for witchcraft is hundreds of times stronger than my senior sister. You always didn't believe it before, but now... Are you trusting now?"

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

Lan Ruohua nodded desperately and said, "I believe it! I believe it! Su'er's talent for witchcraft is really no match. It's all my fault. Why didn't the master discover it before?"

Lan Su'er bent her lips and smiled again. However, this smile was less charming and charming than natural. Instead, it was like the pure joy of being as untainted as the world when she was young, as clear and bright as the dewdrops condensed on the grass leaves in early summer, but the dewdrops... in the end, they could not be kept for a short time. As soon as the sun came out and the sun shone, it would not take long to be evaporated and without traces.

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

At first, she was still patient, but later she felt that how could she make a fortune by being so timid? No matter how she cried or slapped outside the door, she was determined not to open the door. Later, she seemed to be no longer afraid of thunder, but she never came to look for her with her little pillow in the middle of the night, and naturally she never hugged her again...

"Why?" Lan Ruohua finally asked in a hoarse voice.
Chapter completed!