Disgraced Consort

The sharp blade dullly pierced the armor and then penetrated into the flesh. The sound seemed to pierce the eardrum of the person and reached the heart of the person. What made her more impatient was the air in the air, the increasingly thick blood and the airway. , The blood flowing through it.

Xi Yan's hands are a bit cold, she is afraid of seeing blood, and she will be palpitated when she sees the blood flowing from others.

Standing beside the fire dragon, the sky's firelight reflected on her little ghost mask, casting a deep and shallow shadow. In this shadow, from afar, it seems that there are officers and soldiers coming here, but the people who flee madly have long lost their order and trampled on each other. The more people blocked, the more officers and soldiers were separated there. side.

She was too late to think, and now, where she stands, it is undoubtedly unsafe.

The cat lowered her body. She tried to drill from the slit of the fire dragon to the opposite alley. With this drill, she suddenly saw that more people with steel knives came here.

She didn't know who the people holding the steel knives were, and she didn't know that everything outside the house, even though it was novel, was changing rapidly.

In her thirteen years so far, she has rarely left the house.

She will stay in Nalan House for the rest of the month, except for the three days of the month and a half, and she will stay in Nalan House. Occasionally, the second Miss Mu Shun of Shang Shuling passes by the house, and it is also limited to playing with Houyuan.

For such a life, it is false if you are not bored.

Therefore, she would beg the Biluo to take her out of the palace before the last Shangyuan Festival before marrying the Ye Kingdom.

But I didn't expect that the bright paradise of the sea of ​​lights would suddenly turn into **** on earth.

The world outside the house turned out not to be as beautiful as expected.

Now, she must think of a way to get out, after all, the person holding the steel knife is getting closer and closer to her.

Fire Dragon!

She suddenly had an idea to cover her hands with sleeves, and then, holding the handle of the fire dragon, she pulled the whole fire dragon with her full strength and speed. The dragon's body lay in the channel and also temporarily stopped. The way of the man holding the steel knife.

With her hand away from the handle, she hurried towards the alley opposite, and the sound of the wind in her ear temporarily removed the piercing fighting sound.

The alley is very dark, there is no trace of light, and there are closed doors on both sides. She stumbled into the alley and looked at her from time to time, fearing that someone would chase her.

Sure enough, he didn't run far, and there was a shining cold light behind the alley, which was apparently found by several people holding steel knives.

Fang Cai ’s move, but temporarily allowed her to get rid of, this group of seemingly fierce and vicious people will not let go of a person who is blocking their way.

Her palms are slightly cool, but she must be calm and must find a way for herself.

Death is not terrible, and death is the most terrible.

The alley is very dark. This darkness will scare people and it is also a cover for her escape.

Not far away, there was a fork in the road. She ran at the fastest speed and ran off the rag at the corner of her robe. When she ran to the fork, she stopped a little and only took the rag , Hooked on the fence around the corner, and then quickly lowered his body and ran to the other direction.

The side she ran to was suddenly bright, with bright lights flashing into her eyes.

When I gazed at it again, the light was the brightest blood.

Wandering around, he came to Taiyuan Building.

She didn't know if she should stop her steps or turn to run in the direction of the blindfolded strip.

It was at this moment that a light smoke and blue appeared suddenly in the depths of the lights.

That was a man, wearing a mask on Shangyuan Festival.

Behind him is a piece of bright light rendered by lore, but this mask is as beautiful as a god.

She looked at the mask for a moment and lost her mind.

It was only a moment before her absenteeism ran towards the man:

"Hurry up!"

Say this in a rough voice.

Undoubtedly, the man was a civilian who fled this lore.

Because on the Shangyuan Festival, only the people visiting the lantern market would choose to wear a mask, and only in such festivals and people can they hide their truth behind the mask.

If she did n’t have this mask, she did n’t know whether she could be so casual after stepping out of the house.

For so many years, it seems that her father always deliberately hid her from any outsiders.

She didn't know what it was for.

The mother said that because she is a famous lady, this is a must.

But what about Mu You?

As Shang Shuling's daughter, isn't she also a famous lady?

For these, she was puzzled, but she knew that some questions, even if they were asked anyway, might not have answers.

For so many years, she has been in the deep boudoir, in addition to trying to make herself happy, and learning, she never asks anything more.

Without an answer, who said it would not be happier?

At this moment, she looked around, and there was a pile of garbage on the side.

Without any hesitation, she ran to the place with him, straddling all kinds of garbage, holding back the unpleasant smells, and picked up the slightly larger Luo basket inside,

"fast!"

The man in the mask took Luo basket with one hand, stunned for a while, and immediately wrapped her waist with the other hand, squatting into it.

This is the only Luo basket.

It's very big and can hold two people.

Now, she is dressed up as a boy, so there is no need to avoid it.

In addition to the terrible screams in Taiyuan Building, in this scream, the people who chased her, after a short while, they folded over. People, they realized that the piece of cloth was just a blinding technique.

One of them, apparently seeing this **** dump, walked towards it with a steel knife.

Xi Yan tried to hold her breath as much as possible. The man next to her couldn't even hear a breath of breath, except that the hand holding her waist pulled away slightly.

In the darkness, she only saw that the steel knife had a bright luster.

Tonight, although there are months, of course, Yuehua can only cast a little bit of Menghua bleakly behind the clouds, even less than the luster of the steel blade.

The gloss fell into her eyes, and she felt fear.

But now, fear does not solve any problems.

Squatting in the Luo basket, it seems that this disaster cannot be avoided.

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