Charming beauty

This sound seemed to stop the world.

Without waiting for what Guardian Dong said, all the people seemed to have a tacit understanding. Qi Qi stopped and looked at the source of the voice. Ji Luo glanced at Mo Lian lightly, trying to get out of that ice-cold face. Finding something, Mo Lian just frowned slightly, didn't react too much, but tightly held the long sword in her hand at an angle that Si Luo couldn't see.

Murong You just raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced lightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. When he moved his eyes a little, he saw Nalan Mei standing with a pale face. With a kind of subconsciousness, his eyes slowly moved to Murong You, blending with his eyes in the air.

"Yo, it's a threat." His eyes turned slightly, and Ji Luo sneered, endlessly ironic, "But, do you think this child can threaten us?" He looked deeply at Jun who was still rambunctious. Lian, after hearing this sentence, Jun Lian slowly stopped struggling, turned his face to look at Si Luo, and then turned to Mo Lian with just one glance, from those cold eyes, Jun Lian Suddenly caught a look of worry in a trance...

He is worried about himself? ... The sudden thought that popped up in his heart made Jun Lian slightly stunned. In a haze, he seemed to feel that the deepest wish in the deepest part of his heart had suddenly come true... He stood there stupidly, staring blankly. Focusing on Mo Lian, he didn't realize it for a long time. When he realized that he was about to speak, a voice slowly sounded beside him, slowly cooling his heart that was gradually surging. In just a short moment, he ascended to heaven and then fell to hell hell……

"Murongyou, Nalanmei, are you going to watch this protector kill him?" As if to make Murongyou and Nalanmei see more clearly, he grabbed Jun Lian's hair without any mercy and forced Jun Lian to kill him. Lian raised his head to face the crowd. Protector Dong's gaze wandered between Murongyou and Nalan Mei, and he smiled softly, "Think about it, this protector only counts to ten. After ten, don't blame this protector for being cruel!"

"ten!"

Jun Lian was in pain, but he could see the expressions of everyone present more clearly than before. His eyes swept across the ruthless Murong You, the slightly hesitant Nalan Mei, and finally fell on the silent Mo Lian. He suddenly understood Out of his own situation, he just froze for a moment, then showed a sweet smile, "Master, Big Brother Nalan, don't worry about me, I'm fine, I'm not afraid of death at all..." He stared closely at Mo Lian, amber His eyes are as bright as morning stars.

"Nine!"

Nalan Mei looked at Jun Lian, Jun Lian felt his gaze, moved towards him slightly, shook her head slightly, smiling brightly, as if saying: I'm fine, I'm not afraid, don't worry about me... Nalan Mei looked at He was silent all the time, only the gradually darkening eyes showed the turbulent thoughts in his heart.

"Eight!"

Jun Lian's eyes turned back again, staring deeply at Mo Lian, talking about his love all the time, and that indelible reluctance.Mo Lian also looked at him, her dark eyes seemed to overwhelm him, but she remained silent all the time.

In the courtyard filled with eerie silence, only the voice of Guardian Dong resounded through the hearts of the people.

"seven!"

"six!"

Nalan Mei clenched the long sword in her hand, her eyes gradually dimmed...

"five!"

"Four!"

Murongyou curled his lips slightly, and the purple silk fan slowly slid open, exuding bone-crushing elegance, exuding a strong scent of blood...

"three!"

Jun Lian smiled slowly, Mo Lian slowly closed her eyes...

"two!"

Guardian Dong glanced at them coldly, as if he hadn't expected them to have such a calm reaction, but looking at himself, he looked like a clown singing a one-man show. In an instant, killing intent and anger rushed into his heart, and his tone was corrupt. extreme! "If that's the case, then don't blame the protector!" He suddenly pulled out the long sword in the hands of the people around him, raised the sword in his hand, and slashed at Jun Lian mercilessly!

At this moment, there was another piercing sound in midair!A pocket sword shot straight at the protector to the east!

The incident happened suddenly, and when Hufa Dong regained his senses, he was too late to avoid it. In a hurry, he had no choice but to give up cutting at Jun Lian. , Several shadows moved at the same time!

Nalan Mei was like a phantom, appearing between Dong Hufa and Jun Lian in a blink of an eye, blocking Dong Hufa from slashing at Jun Lian's sword again, but just forced Dong Hufa to move a few steps away, and immediately joined another silver shadow, the water sleeve Filled with the sword wind, she rolled towards Nalan Mei coldly, with the determination to never give up, she clearly helped him just now, but now she came to kill him again, Nalan Mei sighed slightly, love words hurt her too deeply after all ...

Trapped by the guilt in his heart, Nalan Mei backed away on foot, but for a moment she was so tightly entangled that she couldn't get away.

On the other side, Mo Lian charged straight at Jun Lian. Before the two people holding Jun Lian could react, Mo Lian's sword had already sunk into their throats, causing waves of blood and blood. When the trembling body hugged his arms tightly, the wheezing in his chest miraculously settled down, but the murderous aura that followed around him made him unable to tell why. He hugged Jun Lian, shook his long sword, and suddenly A sea of ​​blood everywhere...

Ji Luo stood by Murongyou's side, the long sword in his hand was like a death scythe, harvesting those humble and humble lives.

And Yu Wushang who had been standing on the side was about to make a move, but suddenly stopped, he stopped, and quietly saw the bloody figure not far in front of him, the purple silk fan was sliding open on the slender fingertips, closing it Go up, slide open, close, indescribably noble and elegant.

Looking at him, Yu Wushang's eyes were filled with deep doubts, "He treats you like that, why do you still protect him like this?"

Murong You squinted at him, the blood faded away in an instant, a wicked smile appeared on his handsome face, but he said, "Isn't this all your plan?"

Yu Wushang was stunned for a moment, then stunned, "So, you were...injured on purpose? Just for the smooth progress of my plan?..." When he said this, he suddenly felt powerless, and his tone became slumped, "So, all my actions are within your expectations?"

Murongyou raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, but his attitude was clearly enough for Yu Wushang to understand everything, he smiled helplessly, and said, "I have always thought that only Nalan Mei was worthy of being my opponent, and you Murongyou It's just a mediocre man with the highest martial arts, but after seeing you today, I realized that I was completely wrong, compared to Nalan Mei, your strategy is even worse..." Yu Wushang bent down and picked up the handle The fallen sword swung the blood on it, looked at Murongyou, changed his tone, and continued, "Although I admire your wisdom, you still lost today. How can you become my opponent now that you have no internal strength?" adversary?!"

Murongyou raised his eyes lazily, and stared at him lightly, arrogant, indifferent, and disdainful, "You don't need internal energy to kill you." Yu Wushang narrowed his eyes, his eyes that were usually warm and peaceful were now full of cold murderous intent, "Since this is the case, I don't think I need to be merciful!" After finishing speaking, he tiptoed and jumped towards Murong You, but Murong You who was on the spot just looked at Yu Wushang who was rushing towards him, and slowly pulled the corners of his lips , slowly closed the purple fan in his hand...

Moonlight, firelight, and sword light merged miraculously again at this moment, intertwining and illuminating the entire courtyard, and also illuminating the expressions of everyone in the courtyard, indifference, cruelty, fear, horror... The bloody smell filled the entire courtyard, so strong that it seemed to be squeeze into a person's chest.

Sudden--

"Molian!"

In the bloody crowd, the black clothes on Mo Lian's body seemed to have been soaked with blood. In the refraction of the flames, it seemed that thick and thick blood streaks could be seen slowly sliding down from the hem of the clothes. He was tightly protecting the figure in his arms, with a cold face. Pale, with a long sword in his hand, he kept waving. Nalan Mei could see his strenuous effort and exhaustion in his slightly messy swordsmanship. Although Mo Lian's martial arts were superb, after all, those present were all heroes from various schools of martial arts. Now, it's normal for Mo Lian to be overwhelmed, not to mention that he has to protect Jun Lian who doesn't know martial arts at all.

This life-saving protection method made Jun Lian's body in his arms tremble, his pale face was stained with blood, and at first glance, he looked a little hideous. He hugged Mo Lian tightly, and tears welled up in his eyes , but he bit his lips tightly and didn't want to cry, but when he saw more and more wounds and blood on Mo Lian's body, he couldn't resist the fear in his heart after all, and cried loudly: "Mo Lian! Enough is enough!" ! Put me down! Leave me alone! Leave me alone! I don't want you to die! Mo Lian! Leave me alone!..."

Mo Lian forced the people around her away with a sword, gained a little space, and gave him a cold look, "Shut up!" After finishing speaking, someone rushed up again, and Mo Lian fell into a bitter fight again. Jun Lian looked at Mo Lian's cold side Face, tears gushed out, what should he do? !

On the other side, Si Luo was also surrounded by several people, unable to make a little space to observe the surrounding situation. At this time, his eyes were red with blood, the sword was sharp, and the sword was bloodthirsty. There were many corpses, and the thick blood slowly overflowed from the flesh and blood that was gradually losing temperature, and the clear lake behind the hospital had already turned darker.

At this time, Nalan Mei was being entangled tightly by Han Feng. Out of the guilt towards Han Feng from the bottom of his heart, he never made heavy moves, and his moves were all in place, but this only deepened Han Feng's hatred. Nian, her offensive became more and more ruthless, and almost every move was directed towards Shi Jiong, the face covered with frost was deeply permeated, and there was only a deep and strong expression left, and she vowed not to give up killing intent.

Nalan Mei sighed slightly, but quietly glanced to the other side...

In the deep night, Jun Lian's tears seemed to have dried up, and the blood on his cheeks made him look extremely embarrassed, but, like a puppet who had lost consciousness, he was quietly imprisoned in Mo Lian's arms, and his nasal cavity was full of tears. The bloody smell made him look a little dull, and he watched one bloodstain after another appearing on Mo Lian's body, and then blood splashed on his face. It was warm, sticky, and had a familiar smell...

"Mo Lian..." Jun Lian looked up at him quietly, her voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat, and it was like a sob coming from a distant alley. , Jun Lian leaned close to her face, and her soft lips accurately touched his lips, with a deep farewell and reluctance, and left again after a light touch, Mo Lian's mind went blank for a moment, and immediately reacted, "you……"

"The chapter is covered, you are not allowed to play tricks!" Jun Lian smiled mischievously, and then, taking advantage of the moment when Mo Lian was slightly stunned, she pushed him away vigorously and jumped back, and was obliterated by the swords and swords coming from all around in an instant. Among them, his bright and cheerful smile was still there, but it was difficult to hide the watery eyes gradually rising in his eyes, "In the next life...don't forget me..."

"Jun Lian!" Calling Jun Lian's name for the first time, Mo Lian rushed forward to grab the thin figure, but a few sword lights appeared on the way, and he was forced to take a few steps back. In the blink of an eye, Jun Lian had disappeared without a trace, only the night wind blowing slowly, taking away the thick bloody smell floating in the air, it seemed that even the slowly beating thing in his chest was blown away...

Sword lights from all directions struck without hesitation, and he looked at it coldly. At this moment, he seemed to feel tired, and he didn't even have the strength to hold the sword tightly. It seemed...it was meaningless...

The emerald green light slid past quietly, and the sword light disappeared without bounds. Nalan Mei landed next to Mo Lian, and Heng Xiao shook them away. Looking sideways at Mo Lian, who was slightly absent-minded, he seemed to feel something, and said softly, " Mo Lian, don't worry about Jun Lian, he's fine..." After finishing speaking, a lazy and evil tone came from the crowd, accompanied by fresh blood, among the torn crowd, Murong You's bloody clothes were dangling, The wound seemed to be split open again, and the color of the piece of clothing was gradually deepening and expanding. He looked at Mo Lian coldly, with a deep blue halo reflected in his dark eyes—"Do you want to die?"

"My lord..." But when his eyes fell on the peacefully sleeping figure in Murong You's arms, he couldn't look away anymore, and the words he wanted to say were drowned in his mouth.Murongyou snorted softly, threw Jun Lian at him with his bare hands, but said nothing, turned his eyes to Nalan Mei, and Nalan Mei's eyes also looked over at the right time, the night seemed to soften for a moment, and this At that moment, the extremely cold but smug voice of Guardian Dong suddenly came from the midair—"Crossbowmen prepare!"

As soon as the voice fell, Nalan Mei saw a lot of men in black appearing on the walls of the surrounding courtyard. They were holding crossbow arrows, the arrows were already loaded, and they were pointing straight at everyone in the courtyard. I want to choose one pot, no matter friend or foe, kill them all...

"Guardian Dong, what do you mean?..."

"Are you going to kill us?..."

The factions seemed to sense something was wrong, and began to question Protector Dong one by one, but Protector Dong smiled slowly and explained calmly: "Everyone should feel honored to sacrifice for the sake of the overall situation... shoot the arrow!" With one order, the arrows came like dense rain, menacing and extremely powerful, blocking everyone's words, and everyone could no longer distract themselves to understand the whole story. In this situation, life is still the priority!

You know, crossbow arrows are not ordinary bows and arrows, and their power is far superior to ordinary bows and arrows. If ordinary bows and arrows can shoot through one or two wooden pillars, then crossbow arrows must be able to shoot through nine to ten wooden pillars in a row. It can shoot through people directly, and can shoot through several people in a row. The gap between them is not small. In this way, the number of people in the courtyard is gradually decreasing...

The long sword is like a rainbow, the jade flute is like a firefly, and the purple shadow is flying...

Both Murongyou and Nalanmei gradually felt that they were struggling. They were injured, and after such a long fight, their physical strength was exhausted, and now they had to resist the powerful crossbow arrows. They suddenly felt a little powerless, maybe it was a feeling When it came to their struggle, it might also be the ultimate goal of Guardian Dong. He stood high on the top of the wall, looking down at the messy courtyard with a proud smile on his lips.

Finally, Murongyou coughed softly, and his footsteps became messy. Hearing the sound, Nalan Mei was startled, and turned to look at Murongyou. He was clutching his chest tightly, his face pale and in pain. They all seem to be reminding Nalan Mei: half an hour has passed...

At this moment, a shadow quickly approached Murong You, and the wind in his hands was fierce!

"Murong!"

This sound seemed to come from far away, full of worry and anxiety, Murongyou narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind was a little confused, the sudden wind around him reminded him that the danger was very close to him, and he could suppress the poison and poison in his body. The killing just now had consumed all his strength, and he could no longer muster any strength, even if it was just to move a little...

You will die... The shadow of Nalan Mei appeared in his mind, in a trance, like a dream, unbelievably beautiful, and he repeated the sentence that day in Gu Chunlou that day: You will die, you will die. will die, you will die...

However, when the palm was so close that it was unavoidable, Nalan Mei's footsteps swayed, and the figure appeared in front of Murongyou, so that palm landed on his chest... The tearing pain from his chest made him shudder. His brows were tight, his throat couldn't stop bursts of sweetness, thinking of Murong You behind him, he still held back the sweet blood on his lips, and turned his backhand to put a palm print on Yu Wushang's chest, Yu Wushang The wound was shaken away by him, and he staggered and stood still a few steps away, vomiting out a mouthful of blood.

Nalan Mei succeeded in forcing Yu back without injury, but he could no longer stop the arrow from coming. Behind him, the arrow came from the sky, so he could only subconsciously push Murongyou to the ground with a palm, seeing the pain so dizzy Nalan Mei smiled slightly, showing pity, sadness, and relief: "This is what I owe you..."

call out--

There was a sudden force, and Nalan Mei was pushed down to the ground. The force of his back hitting the ground caused another burst of tearing pain in his chest, and the blood rushed out of his mouth, dyeing the clothes of the person above him red, Nalan Mei stared blankly at Murong You, and Murong You was also watching him quietly. The two of them seemed to be unable to see enough. After watching for a long time, there was no reaction, until a drop of blood slipped from Murong You's neck. When it landed on Nalan Mei's face, he was startled suddenly, and then seemed to realize something terrible, he shook his head dejectedly, his eyes were full of horror, "No...it's not true..." His voice was dry , the eye circles gradually turned red, "It's not true...why...why are you..."

Pressing his lips with a slender finger, Murongyou coughed lightly, the blood slipped from his lips, stretched a thin line and sank into Nalan Mei's neckline, he just stared at Nalan Mei closely, Looking into his eyes, he asked, "Why did you block that slap?... You should also want me to die, don't you?..."

Nalan Mei looked at him, his eyes were dark, but Murongyou looked at him, smiled evilly, and said, "However, maybe you will be disappointed..." He sat up slowly, and slowly looked around , Nalan Mei followed his line of sight gradually becoming empty, and the next moment, a sadness appeared on his face.

Ji Luo lay quietly on the side, a crossbow arrow pierced through his heart, the blood flowing from his body stained the soil under him red, his face was serene, with a faint smile and a hint of sadness, He died for Murongyou, he felt satisfied, but Murongyou, whom he would rather die to protect, wanted to die for others, he was a bit unwilling... But, there was nothing he could do...

Mo Lian's arm was also scratched by the crossbow arrows, but Jun Lian was protected by him in his arms, unscathed.

Nalan Mei sat down, shifted her eyes from Si Luo to Murong You, trying to see something from his expression, but he just looked at Si Luo indifferently, with dark eyes that Nalan Mei couldn't understand, and quietly stretched out his eyes. Reaching out, Nalan Mei lightly covered Murongyou's hand, his hand was icy cold...

Protector Dong stood on the wall and looked down at them coldly, standing still, as if waiting for something, the air seemed to have condensed, leaving only the smell of blood.

After a long while, Murongyou suddenly stood up slowly, and said quietly to the air that was flowing with the fishy wind: "Come out." As soon as the voice fell, dozens of black shadows fell on the wall, as light as Shadow, misty like fog, mysterious and without sense of existence, "Master..."

"Give you a stick of incense, kill without mercy!"