Attack it unprepared, suffer it not tired

Ying Fenglong, you retarded fellow!

Can you be more reliable, it turns out that you exposed me!

Jia She still wanted to pretend, but Hong Zhenyan had already seen through his disguise.

The sharp sword was out of its sheath, and a chill came over Jia She's face.

It wasn't for nothing that this kid grew up in the frontier over the past few years.

When I was in the capital, I had always heard that he was powerful, and he really had a few kung fu.

Jia She lifted his breath and flew up to a branch, and broke off a small branch, using it as a weapon beside him.

Brothers often say: People who practice martial arts have different weapons, but for those who are capable, everything can be a weapon.

At this time, Jia She understood his words somewhat, and wrapped the branch around his sword.

With the strength of four or two strokes in his hand, he directed his sword energy to the tree trunk beside him.

Immediately, a deep gully was drawn on the tree trunk.

"It's wrong for the Seventh Prince to bully my old man. Look, he scared the eldest princess!" Jia She met his eyes and said jokingly.

Hong Zhenyan pursed his lips, his face darkened.

Kicking up a tree trunk, he turned around and stabbed Jia She again.

The sword energy Changhong is as powerful as a broken bamboo!

The residual leaves falling in the air slid past his sword hilt, and because of the bursts of sharpness on his sword, they were split into two and instantly broke into two pieces.

not good!He's going to get real!

Jia She retreated again and again, and was directly forced to an open space by him.

Turning over, he cut a corner of the cuff again.

Jia She wailed in his heart: Lao Tzu's clothes!Later, I have to spend money to find someone to make up a few patches.

The two fought in the open space, but they were evenly matched.

Only then did Jia She realize that he underestimated this man too much. Hong Zhenyan had conspired against him anyway, so there must be something special about him.

After several times, I was tightly eaten by him, and I couldn't get away.

As a last resort, Jia She had no choice but to verbally interfere with the other party, and said with a light smile: "Your Majesty, it's better to catch him without a fight. As the saying goes, the poison of a tiger doesn't even eat its eggs! Back then..."

"Bang!", a huge stone hit Jia She head-on.

Jia She jumped a few steps, propped his hands on the ground with his claws, and slid on the ground for about ten meters before he stabilized his figure.

"Today, the king must kill you." Hong Zhenyan was fine just now, why is he even more angry now?

Could it be that you were stimulated by what you said just now?

Jia She was not given extra time to guess.

A dark purple figure turned into a sharp blade and rolled up all the fallen leaves in the air.

As if to level the entire mountain forest, the menacing attack flew towards Jia She.

A silver light flashed, and a pair of hands appeared on the waist.

Often the person who comes out at this time is either a hero or a hero. I saw him take Jia She's body and fly up to the branches several meters high.

The black sleeve robe made a squeaky sound, rolled up and hit Jia She in the face.

The black hair was blown wantonly by the wind, a pair of phoenix eyes were condensed with blood, and the voice was hoarse and mellow.

"My lord, calm down, this person's life belongs to me."

Jia She was admiring the profile of the handsome man, when he suddenly heard such a sentence.

Thinking of Young Master Mo lying on the bed dying in his mind, he didn't even get angry.

Pointing the back of his head to Yufei, he desperately struggled to free a hand on his waist.

He retreated dozens of steps and landed in front of Hong Zhenyan.

Glaring at Yu Fei: "What the hell are you talking about! If you want to take my life, you can try it."

Hong Zhenyan raised his sword and looked at Yu Fei beside him, sneering!

"It seems that this kid doesn't accept your favor at all? Since he is the one who wants to die, no one else is to blame."

Who wouldn't say harsh words?

When I said these words, you were still being recreated in your mother's womb!

Hong Zhenyan looked at Jia She viciously, as if he could kill him with his eyes, and raised the corners of his lips: "Now I will send you to report to Lord Yan..."

"If you have the ability, you two go together! I'm afraid it's your grandfather!"

Jia She also said harsh words and threw the branch.

He took Wu Xiandi from his waist and put it across his chest, staring at the two people in front of him.

Why are you really going together?

Hong Zhenyan and Yu Fei formed an enclosing circle, forcing Jia She back several meters.

Jia She was a little flustered, Hong Zhenyan wanted to catch him back, and he must not hurt his life.

Lao Tzu Yufei couldn't do it either!

It's really terrible, according to my old temper, I have to beat you all!

"My lord, why don't you go back with us, if you let Queen Mother Liu go, the emperor will definitely let you go."

Jia She took a few steps back, thinking of a solution, and wanted to persuade Hong Zhenyan, who would want to.

Hong Zhenyan rushed over with a sword in hand, and roared viciously: "Shut up! This king must tear your stinky mouth!"

What am I doing again?

The aroused Hong Mahomo's aura was too frightening.

Just as Jia She wanted to take a step back, he turned around to dodge his moves, but his feet stumbled.

Sometimes shit luck is: you think there is still a road under your feet, but you have come to the end, and there are cliffs and endless abysses under your feet.

"Damn!"

Before Jia She could say something to curse people, his body was empty, and he was about to fall.

The black robe flashed in front of his eyes, and Jia She smelled a familiar sandalwood scent in his nose.

In a daze, a hand stretched out from under the armpit, firmly grasping Jia She's waist.

For some reason, Jia She's heart felt limp and panicked, and the world was spinning for a while, and Yu Fei flew up with him in his arms.

Just when Jia She thought he had been rescued, a shining sharp sword and a distorted handsome face appeared in front of the two of them.

Hong Zhenyan flew over them like a ghostly figure.

The wind was blowing violently, the black hair was billowing, and the dark voice was full of murderous intent: "Since you want to save him, die with him!"

die together!I don't want him to be with me!

Jia She was terrified, concentrated her energy on the Wuxian flute in her hand, borrowed Yufei's shoulder, lifted it on his shoulder, pushed Yufei a few distance away, and threw it up.

Yu Fei didn't expect Jia She's sudden movement, and he was taken aback.

But he dodged Hong Zhenyan's sharp sword, and a bloodstain was drawn on his face by the sword light.

When Jia She's figure fell off the cliff, he hooked the corner of Hong Zhenyan's clothes and laughed so hard that he didn't want to be beaten: "If you want to die, you'll catch someone who's on your back. Come with me! Lord Seventh!"

After saying that, the figures of the two lost their balance and fell rapidly.

Hong Zhenyan's hateful eyes were set on the few afterglow that was about to fall from the forest, and the hem of the dark purple clothes seemed to be trying to catch something, and he rolled and flew in the air unwillingly.

Only a faint voice remained: "No, no..."

Ying Fenglong and the others who were rushing this way in the woods saw Eldest Princess Liu running towards one direction in grief.

The mental condition is not good, she wants to commit suicide!

Ying Fenglong's toes brushed over the top of her head, and he struck her unconscious on the back of the neck with a palm.

Said in a deep voice: "Keep an eye on her, don't let her die!"

The guard behind him nodded and said, "Yes!"

Jun Wuyan came to a Yading, and saw the obvious sounds of fighting all around, and Liu's actions just now.

He roughly guessed that Hong Zhenyan jumped from here, but, master!

Jun Wuyan's eyes fell on a flute in the grass, he picked it up and looked, isn't this the master's Wuxian flute?

Ying Fenglong stood behind him, looking at the flute in his hand, his eyes tightened, and he said coldly: "All the imperial guards listen to the order!"

"The end is here!"

"If you're dead, you want to see the corpse, if you're alive, you want to see the person! Search for this officer, and you must find Hong Zhenyan and Lord Jia."

Ying Fenglong stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the wind.

The bundle of hair on his head was not disturbed by the wind, the more meticulous he appeared, and his voice was like a wild goose.

"The last will obey!"

Jun Wuyan headed towards this unfathomable cliff, frowning into a mountain peak, and involuntarily clenched some Wuxian flutes, the master will be fine.

……

Jia She's master said: "You are a disaster!"

Jia She was very unconvinced at that time and said to him: "The scourge will last for a thousand years, and an old man like you can only live a long life."

What Jia She said was angry at that time, and he just wanted to hate that old man.

I didn't expect to be reborn again, and he really obeyed his words, and the disaster will last for thousands of years.

I think it's because his fate is too tough, God can't do anything to him!

How long Jia She was in a coma, he didn't know.

The moment he opened his eyes, he recalled some scattered pictures.

The master's daily teachings, the pitiful face of the senior brother, the weeping makeup of the teacher's wife, the romantic peach blossom eyes of the son Mo, and the black robe with the flaps of Yu Fei's clothes.

Why did he jump down!Are you a lunatic?