The whole world is forcing me to testify

There are footsteps of a group of people behind.

Hua Yi and Tiandao suddenly turned around, with just the right amount of ignorance on their faces, as if they were really foreigners who had just entered the city and lost in the complicated layout of the capital.

The two were about to turn back, but they were "shocked" by a group of people standing quietly behind them at unknown times.

This group of people appeared silently, everyone was wearing a sword, dressed luxuriously, and carried a murderous aura on their bodies, obviously the visitors were not good.

Horror appeared on Hua Yi's face at the right time.

He has done a lot of acting in Lin'an, regardless of men, women or children.

At this time, it is very handy to pretend to be a weak and slender beauty.

Hua Yi's light white fingertips tightly grabbed Tiandao's clothes, pulled Tiandao to the front, blocked himself with his large body, only showing a pair of frightened eyes, and said in a small voice: "I'm afraid——"

Just two words, Hua Yi said seven twists, nine bends and eighteen twists, and the ending sound even trembled twice.Not to mention how pitiful it is.

Heaven:  …

If one is not familiar with Hua Yi's temperament, one would really think that he is a beauty who can't be lifted by hands or carried by shoulders, for people to play with.

Tiandao unconsciously showed a doting smile.

Hua Yi stroked the hand behind his waist hard.

"Acting, be serious!"

Tiandao raised half of his lips and immediately pursed his lips. He frowned cooperatively, and looked at the visitor pretending to be terrified: "Who are you?"

"us?"

Although the leader was talking to Tiandao, his eyes were fixed on Huayi's face, sweeping up and down.

Seeing this, Tiandao frowned, and blocked Hua Yi almost imperceptibly.

Hua Yi was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, Tiandao's acting skills are promising.

"We are here for the little beauty by your side. As long as you hand him over, we will not make things difficult for you."

The man smiled sweetly, as if what he asked for was just a jade pendant on Tiandao's body.

"However... if someone is ignorant, then we can't blame us."

With that said, these people pulled out their weapons in unison.

If the people standing in the alley were really just ordinary people, they might have been intimidated by the battle.

But these people made the wrong idea.

A scholar meets a soldier, but they don't know that they are the scholar, and Hua Yi and Tiandao are soldiers.

Hua Yiguang couldn't help laughing just looking at the man's confident face.

He stretched out his head, just about to add more firewood, his eyes swept over somewhere, and his pupils shrank.

Tiandao felt that the clothes around his waist were suddenly tightened, and asked worriedly.

"what happened?"

The person behind did not answer, but let go of his hand.

Tiandao didn't know why, and his heart sank.

Hua Yi stood beside him without saying a word, restrained her interest in acting, and stared blankly at someone in the group.

Tiandao followed Hua Yi's gaze, and soon locked his gaze on the last person.

The group of people stood in an upside-down fan shape. The person standing at the end was the most inconspicuous, but he was also the one who was most closely protected.

If Hua Yi's eyes were not so direct, Tiandao would not have noticed him.

"It's him..." Hua Yi murmured.

"Who is it?" Tiandao asked.

Hua Yi didn't reply.

Another secret.

This idea just flashed through Tiandao's mind, and unexpectedly, a strange feeling crossed his mind.

But Hua Yi's actions quickly grabbed his attention again.

Hua Yi quietly looked at the man who was tightly guarded at the end.

Seeing that the man was about the same age as them, his appearance was average, and his clothes were no different from other soldiers, there was nothing strange about it.

But Hua Yi's reaction was too unusual.

Angry is too revealing.

Yes, anger.

Although Hua Yi often pretended to be angry and troubled him, it was the first time Tiandao had ever seen him get really angry.

The external manifestation of this kind of anger is the outburst of true energy, which is almost uncontrollable.

Before the brain ordered, the palm was attached to Hua Yi's back.

The slender butterfly bone trembled slightly, gently rubbing back and forth in Tiandao's palm.

Fragile and cute.

Tiandao regained his composure, and poured his true energy into Hua Yi's body to help him sort out his runaway true energy.

Hua felt a warm current rushing down her back into her heart, and then sent it to the blood of her whole body.

The whole body is warm and harmonious, as if the smell of heaven is everywhere.

He was startled, he understood what Tiandao was doing, looked up, and clearly saw the worry in Tiandao's eyes.

Hua Yi calmed down.

He never thought that it would be in such a situation that he would meet the boy from back then again.

The situation is ridiculous.

It seems like a deliberate arrangement of fate.

At that time, Huayi was still a thin and small one, as if it could be folded in half with a light fold.

At that time, he was surrounded by a group of dandies and people in the alley just like today.

It was on that day that he realized that he was not extraordinary.

It turns out that he has the ability to reach heaven and earth, and can easily hold the life and death of ordinary people in his hands.

It was also on that day that he became a duckweed with nowhere to rely on, without father or mother, and even the mundane world could no longer accommodate him.

This world is full of smoke and fire, and from that day on, it is convenient for him to have nothing to do with it.

To this day, Hua Yi still can't tell whether everything that happened that day resulted in the boy being his nightmare, or vice versa, he was the boy's nightmare.

He only knew that after more than ten years, he was still able to recognize the jade pendant worn by the young man at a glance.

Seeing Huayi standing up, the group of people sneered.

They have seen this kind of thing many times.

Like Hua Yi, who took the initiative to stand up after listening to their threats, there are usually two situations.

One is that these two people are the kind of self-righteous true love who are willing to sacrifice themselves for each other.

The other is the other extreme. It can be seen at a glance that they are powerful, so they simply perform a live performance of another high branch.

They don't know what kind of Hua Yi it is, but no matter what it is, in their eyes, it is equally ridiculous.

But that's the end of the matter, there is no need to hide your identity anymore.

The crowd automatically divided into two sides, and the man standing at the end slowly stepped forward with a smile on his lips.

The distance in front of him prevented him from seeing Hua Yi's face clearly, so he walked to the front of the line with his hands behind his back and stood still, beckoning casually: "Come here."

As if calling a puppy in the yard.

Hua Yi stepped forward obediently.

Just as Tiandao was about to follow, Hua Yi gestured with his hands behind his back to stop him.

Tiandao stopped and bit his cheek hard.

The man waited leisurely for Hua Yi to approach.

But as Hua Yi got closer, the uncomfortable smile on the man's face gradually disappeared.

Instead, the eyes widened and the fear was visible to the naked eye.

Obviously Huayi didn't do anything, but the other party shivered back as if suddenly frightened.

He accidentally stepped on his own foot.

But even if he stumbled, the man still tried his best to escape backwards.

It seemed that the one approaching him was not the beauty he longed for, but the devil who wanted his life.

For a moment, the soldiers, who were used to being domineering by the prince, couldn't even tell whether it was really frightening, or just playing for fun?

"You recognized me." Hua Yi said lightly.

His voice is like a clear spring in a mountain stream, and like a spring breeze in a forest.

But when it fell to the man's ears, he felt it was the voice of a Rakshasa from hell, urging his life.

All because of an encounter when he was young.

That day, he bullied a homeless child.

It was nothing compared to all the bad things he had done in this life, but it became his nightmare for the rest of his life.

He will always remember that the child's face was full of filth and his clothes were in tatters, but he slaughtered all the soldiers he brought with him in one move.

Blood splattered all over his body and face, he struggled to back away, and found that the soldier he had used as a shield in his panic had turned into bits and pieces of meat in his hands.

Among those who survived, no one knew how the child did it.

This is not a human, it is a ghost, it is a demon.

After that, he locked himself in the room for a whole year.

So far, whenever he sees a child of the same age as that child on the street, he will stay away, and even go to the nunnery to worship at night when he returns to the mansion.

If it weren't for the prince, he was such a son, I'm afraid his idiot behavior would have been abandoned long ago.

Fortunately, his fate was good, and an old Taoist came later and said that he had taken away the evil spirit from him.

He came out gradually.

But he ran into this Rakshasa again.

If the beauty in front of him were someone else, he wouldn't be compared with the child back then.

The beauty in front of her is stunning and transparent, a rare beauty in the world.

But the trembling feeling from the depths of his soul that it brought to him will not change. He knows that this is the child back then!

He was desperately trying to escape, but there were unintelligible exclamations in his ears.

He didn't know what these people said, and he only had the only way in his eyes.

He needs to get out of here immediately.

Close, close again.

The soldiers he brought were randomly pushed aside by him.As long as he walked to the street, there would be many more ordinary people who helped him die. He didn't believe that this evil spirit could slaughter all the people in the city.

But the smile that was raised just now froze at the corner of his lips.

Under the astonished eyes of the soldiers, their eldest son seemed to be frozen, with a shocked expression on his face, he was lifted up into the sky danglingly by the invisible giant hand.

It wasn't until this moment that they realized that this was not a joke, their master was really running away desperately.

It's too late!

Their heads became hot, and these people raised their heads in astonishment, worrying about seeing the scene of Shizi dripping with flesh and blood.

Fortunately, the beauty doesn't seem to be so cruel.

only……?

What is this heat sprinkled on top of your head?

Someone touched it cheaply, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

Then successfully vomited.

It was the piss from their elder son who was frightened, was lifted into the air, and sprinkled directly on top of their heads like a watering can.

At this moment, nausea even overcame fear.

Hua Yi admired this man's demeanor, and saw his outstretched fingers snapped shut, as if he had pinched something out of thin air.

At the same time, Shizi in mid-air tilted his neck and closed his eyes with unknown life or death.

I don't know who made the roar first.

That roar is no longer a human voice, but closer to the wailing of a beast before it dies.

With Hua Yi's gaze sweeping away, these people immediately collapsed into an army, some knelt down and begged for mercy, some turned around and ran away.

The screen is dilapidated.

Just as Hua Yi was about to step forward, a warm hand landed on top of his head.

Then, softly and slowly.

"All right."

Hua Yi heard someone talking to him.

The blood red in the eyes slowly faded, and all piled up to the end of the eyes.

As soon as Hua turned her head, her eyes were flushed and she looked at Tiandao.

The sunlight outlined a halo of halo on Tiandao, and he was like a god descended from the sky, with his hot palm pressed against his forehead, gently patted his forehead hair, and said to him with a smile:

"Don't hurt yourself."

Hua Yi nodded in a daze.

He watched Tiandao make a trick, and the cage woven by the spiritual power that fell from the sky encased these people tightly and could not move.

Tiandao snapped his fingers again, and these people disappeared into the alley again, as if none of these people had ever existed.

Hua Yi had set up barriers in the entire alley before making the move, so such a big commotion did not disturb the neighbors.

"These people have the aura of mandala on them," Tiandao said.

"Well, let's pretend to be them and go to the palace to inquire. There should be clues."

Hua Yi analyzed it seriously, but when she raised her head, she touched Tian Dao's narrow smile.

"What's wrong?" Hua Yi was taken aback.

"It's nothing, I just think you're cute when you're silly and obedient." Tiandao said sincerely.

Hua Yi: ...Okay, thank you, touched the killer!

Neither of them mentioned what happened just now.

Hua Yi was about to change into the appearance of a prince, but was stopped by Tian Dao.

"Let me do it this time, and you can just be yourself."

Hua Yi was puzzled: "Why?"

While changing, Tiandao replied: "Because you hate him."

With a groan, her ears turned red quietly.

In the end, Tiandao pretended to be the prince, and Hua Yi pretended to be the "beauty" who was taken away by him. He nestled in Tiandao's arms, and the two embarked on the road back to the palace together.

The author has something to say:

Dumb old Gong is so gentle, biting the handkerchief