The whole world wants to kill me

Zhao Yun's armor was in the style of ancient times, and Arthur raised his gaze and moved slightly: "It's an honor to be your opponent, a general from the ancient oriental world."

Arthur's sword carried a solemn and solemn way of chivalry, and a horizontal slash fell towards Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun's marksmanship was tricky and unpredictable, with successive collisions and frictions. Watertight.

Arthur had some reservations, and it was just a tentative move, which aroused his great interest.

This is the ancient oriental martial arts?

Zhao Yun couldn't bear to be distracted for a moment, he felt the danger from this foreigner.

Feng Yi looked at the direction where Lin Huang was leaving, and said to Zhao Yun, "Hold him."

One of the injunctions is: Servant Zhao Yun must follow Feng Yi's orders.

With Feng Yi's order, Zhao Yun no longer reserves any spare energy.

Arthur smiled, not in a hurry to break free from Zhao Yun's obstruction.

His master, Lin Huang, was born with an ability no less than that of a follower.

Even if Arthur didn't go to participate in the battle against the two servants of the Lu family, Lin Huang could still deal with one of them.

What a terrifying ability to be able to deal with a servant independently!

A natural freak like Lin Huang has indeed displayed such terrifying power.

Spreading the dark wings and flying into the house, Lin Huang's eyes were fixed on the assassin who sprang out from the shadows. The figure whose mental power was highly locked was punched by someone at the moment of her assassination.

The thin girl's body fell to the ground with a "boom".

The beautiful devil held a delicate dagger between his fingertips, and said with pursed lips: "Assassins are indeed the weakest job."

It seems to be sighing, but it is actually a sarcasm without leaving room.

The assassin quickly disappeared from the ground.

Lin Huang smiled knowingly: "Where are you going to hide again?"

The dagger held by his fingertips fell in a random direction: "Let me guess if it's here?"

The sound of breathing was a little heavier, and blood was dripping on the ground.

With Lin Huang's random blow, he hit the invisible assassin and was forced to reveal his figure.

Lu Ting couldn't help taking a breath. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't imagine that someone could defeat the follower. This person can't be regarded as a pure person, a hybrid born by injecting the blood of a demon into a human body.

The assassin is not feeling well at this time, her strength is gradually weakening, because her master Lu Hao has passed away, Lin Huang can easily hit her, and this reason has a lot to do with it.

It won't be long before she will completely disappear into the world.

The condition of the assassin dropped significantly. Lu Ting suddenly thought of something, rushed upstairs desperately, and pushed open the door of the familiar room, but he could no longer feel the signs of life of the familiar person.

The old man's drooping head was weakly tilted to one side.

No matter how much he calls grandpa, he will never wake up again.

***

Lin Huang grabbed the assassin's long hair and lifted her up.

The thin girl's body was lifted off the ground, she slowly closed her eyes, the spiritual power was draining from her whole body very quickly, trying her best to prepare for the final blow, accumulating her whole body until the last moment.

She must not give up easily!

Lin Huang's pupils shrank into a vertical line, and at the very moment, he deflected the assassin's final blow.

The line of sight passing through the assassin meets Hou Yi's passing line of sight.

Lin Huang looked at Houyi and asked, "How about watching your companion die?"

Hou Yi easily dealt with Paracelsus, he passed him sideways, and came to Lin Huang, trying to save the assassin.

The lifeless eyes of the assassin came alive again at this moment.

She no longer concealed her real voice, with a light voice like a lark: "Hou Yi, I recall the picture of you saving me once, did you have me in your past?"

Her wish is to find that vague figure in her dream and know her past.

When Hou Yi heard the assassin's voice, his whole body was as stiff as if his soul had been taken out. With trembling hands, he took off the mask that covered most of the face of the assassin.

"You are my wife."

The assassin showed a happy smile: "It turns out that the person I have been looking for is you. My past is vague, and I seem to feel it has come back." She held Hou Yi's hand with difficulty and placed it on her heart.

"I know you're important."

It is so important that she abandons life and forgets death, she has to look for this answer.

Even if I forget everything now, I will be satisfied when I hear you say that I am your wife.

She found her home, in this man's arms, hearing him recognize her as his wife.

The woman in his arms dissipated completely.

"..."

Hou Yi tried his best to hide his emotions, even he didn't know how he regained consciousness, but this moment was much longer than a long life, until someone awakened his slack mind.

"Soon, you will be reunited." A subtle mocking laugh fell into Hou Yi's ears.

Paracelsus sympathized with Hou Yi. He had a deep understanding of the loss of his beloved. After experiencing that kind of pain once, it would be an unforgettable pain for a lifetime. He couldn't help looking at Shen Le intently.

Shen Le happened to miss the moment when Paracelsus decided to love him at this moment, staring at Houyi, with the vicious and evil thoughts in his heart, his eyes were even more terrifying than the eyes of a poisonous snake for a moment.

Why can he get an unswerving love with a heroic spirit? Why can he only be a substitute for a dead person, but the person he loves can't love him wholeheartedly? is another person.

He was jealous and hated that he didn't have a feeling of love.

He restrained all his dark emotions and looked towards Paracelsus, who was watching him tenderly.

Paracelsus always loves Shen Le unconditionally.

He brushed the hair from Shen Le's ear, and wrapped it around the reddish tip of the other's ear.

"Ale, don't doubt my feelings." He said so seriously, there was only one person in his eyes.

Shen Le was only slightly taken aback, he almost believed it.

If it wasn't for hearing the whisper in the other party's dream.

He believed it, and believed it desperately.

Paracelsus had turned away from him.

His disguise was torn the moment Paracelsus turned,

***

A red blood flower bloomed, and Zhao Yun stood quietly opposite Arthur, with blood dripping from the wound on the right side of his cheek.

Arthur admired the opponent's strength very much, even though the opponent was an oriental, he still respected the opponent.

If it was in the same era, he would be willing to get this powerful general at all costs, become a member of his knight order, and fight for the glory of the Knights of the Round Table.

Arthur withdrew his weapon, and he, who had the advantage, first proposed to stop the battle: "The purpose of you pestering me is to delay your master's time, and there is no need for this now."

"I'm leaving first."

Under the starry night sky, Arthur's bright smile was as good as ever.

He walked for a while and looked back at the opposite villa: "Since we have a common goal, an enemy's enemy is a friend."

Lin Huang sent word to Arthur that the purpose of Feng Yi's arrival this time was to find revenge on the Lu family and let him spare Feng Yi's followers.

Zhao Yun chased Feng Yi and Fu Jiang who entered Lu's villa first.

The calmness and rationality that Feng Yi had been holding on to finally collapsed.

All along, he witnessed the genocide with his own eyes, and his body and mind were stretched very tightly.Little by little, he forced himself to live like a normal person, instead of going crazy and losing his mind to revenge.

Now the opportunity for revenge has come, too much pressure has been relieved at this moment.

He still remembers Fu Jiang's warm hug at that time.The body temperature of the other party tightly surrounded him, the unforgettable feeling of someone going through despair together.

Zhao Yun entered Lu's house and joined Lin Huang and Paracelsus in besieging Hou Yi.

The cold night air opened the curtains, and the exquisitely crafted woolen blanket was spread on the old man's body. The young man leaned over and sat on a stool beside him, his forehead gently resting on the old man's.

The behavior of the two was very intimate, the young man's lips opened and closed, whispering in secret.

Fu Jiang called out: "Lu Ting."

Fu Jiang smiled shallowly, staring at this tender scene.

Transparent silk threads bound Lu Ting's limbs. Under Fu Jiang's control, he stood up stiffly and walked towards the two of them mechanically.

Lu Ting's mind was blank for several seconds, not knowing what was going on.

He wanted to speak, only to find that these transparent and invisible eyes were densely wrapped around his neck. He wanted to speak, but the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't even open his mouth at all.

Therefore, the manipulated body stood quietly in front of Feng Yi without any resistance.

Fu Jiang's eyes curled up, and he said with a smile, "Master, he left it to you."

Feng Yi nodded.

"Until tonight, everyone who has any blood relationship with the Lu family has disappeared from this world, and you will be the last one."

Feng Yi's cold eyes were stained with a bloodthirsty light: "Of course you must stay until the end."

Lu Ting closed his eyes, giving up all fearlessness.

Feng Yi casually looked at the other party, and his eyes fell on Lu Hao's body.

And even if this person died, he couldn't let him go.

Feng Yi couldn't help sneering.

Fu Jiang got Feng Yi's thoughts and controlled Lu Ting. This calm young man opened his eyes in panic.

Lu Ting immediately guessed what the other party wanted to do.

He begged Fu Jiang silently.

In an instant, he was shocked and angry, and then turned to sadness and anger, and finally his expression was in a trance, and his eyes were numb and empty.

In a thought, everything changes in an instant.