Death Princess

In the white snow, there is a blue dot and a silver sword. The dot and the sword waved in the snow, piercing the snow barrier and cutting the dark sky.Suddenly, a complete hexagonal snowflake flew over many companions and flew towards the cheek of the blue dot. The sword connected to the dot suddenly changed its shape by itself as if injected with a soul, and firmly connected the flying blue dot snowflake On the edged sword.

Looking at the snowflakes on the tip of the sword, the cyan dot - Chaolu, he sighed.With a loose hand and a wave, the sword instantly turned into a piece of iron filings, covering the ground together with the heavy snow.A bird flew up to Chao's bare shoulders, and patted away the snowflakes on Chao's bare shoulders with its wings.

"Go back to the house, don't catch a cold." The bird spoke, and it was Qin Hui's voice, "You have no internal strength now, and you are not as good as before."

"It's precisely because I can no longer use my internal energy that I," Zhao Lu smiled, with the disappointment that dared to show in front of his elder brother, "that's why I'm thinking about how to combine spiritual energy and swordsmanship. Ah. Could it be that I have to watch myself become an embroidered pillow with a good sword?"

"But..." Zhao Lu's expression touched something deep in Qin Hui's heart, and he was not trying to persuade him, "Hey, you. Whatever you do, you are also in Xueming Valley, and if you get cold, you will have parents and mothers. Take care of Shuangxue."

Zhao Lu didn't reply, but asked instead: "But what happened? It seems that your spiritual consciousness attached to this bird is a little unstable today."

"Yes..." Niao'er sighed softly, her voice filled with worry mixed with fear, "Yi'er."

"You also know that she has my spirit feather on her body. Although I have already severed contact with that spirit feather, its existence can more or less make me feel Yi'er's state. A few days ago, I actually discovered that Yi'er's condition is not good, but at the time, she thought it was just that the exhaustion of the horses and horses made her feel unwell, after all, similar things have happened before. But until today... there is no letter saying that Yi'er is missing."

"Missing?"

"Well, according to Wu You, Yi'er disappeared when she was alone with King Ping. But I feel that the matter is not that simple. If Yi'er just disappeared today, it is impossible for her to be in a bad state a few days ago. The bird sighed again, "I rushed here quickly and mobilized all the people, but so far I haven't been able to get any news about Yi'er. King Ping has no clue about Yi'er's disappearance, and he has become an ant on the hot pot." The prince and His Majesty were also alarmed, but they couldn't find any clues."

"In the end, there is only one thing that can make me breathe a sigh of relief, and that is, Lingyu's reaction is still there——Yi'er is still alive."

"I……"

"No," Qin Hui refused before Zhao Lu finished speaking, "Don't take action, just pretend you don't know about it. Because we don't know the purpose of the person who kidnapped Yi'er, you can't expose it, point it out. The purpose of the other party is you. Yi'er is the honor of the princess, and the kidnapper will not dare to hurt her easily."

"Don't worry, your brother and I are not free, Yi'er, I will definitely find and rescue him, and I will definitely make the person who hurt Yi'er pay the price."

Zhao Lu shivered, not only because of catching a cold, but also because of the coldness in her brother's tone.

"Since that's the case, then don't waste any spiritual energy with me."

"No, I will not withdraw the spiritual power from the bird before the events in the foreseeable dream come." Qin Hui's answer could not tolerate the slightest doubt, "What happened to Yi'er was caused by my negligence, and I cannot let it go." The same thing happened to you."

"Hmm..." Seeing that her brother had made up her mind, Zhao Lu didn't try to persuade her anymore.

. . .

water prison.

Tick, tick, tick.

Every drop of liquid fell into the pool, He Yi would feel a little colder on his body.Because, she didn't know whether the drop into the pool was water or blood.The wound on his body was already so painful that he lost consciousness, and the lower body soaked in the pool was already so cold that it seemed to no longer exist.

Before that, He Yi always felt that he was tolerant enough, and that he was different from those grown-up young ladies in the capital. He had experienced catastrophes and could withstand future injuries and pains.

But now, she didn't dare to think so.

After all, even though she, He Yi, experienced the snowy night when her family was ruined and her family died, she still experienced it unscathed.She suddenly realized that since she was a child, whether it was before that snowy night or after that, she has always been a kind of existence carefully protected in the palm of her hand. She used to be a father and mother, but now she is a brother and a sister.

But at this moment, in this dark dungeon, those who once protected him are not around.She could only struggle in vain alone, trying in vain to make herself live longer, longer, until the miracle appeared again.

He Yi regretted it, regretted that she thought she was planning a strategy, that no one would dare to do something to the princess like this, and she regretted that she had neither really practiced martial arts nor illusion well before, and spent all her time learning something s things.Now, in this water prison, martial arts for her is at most using internal energy to keep warm; Qin Hui's phantom spirit feather is for her, it is relying on illusion to relieve pain.

In such a state of embarrassment and in such a hopeless situation, how can I escape alive?No solution.

There was some movement in the ear, and the body shook before consciousness.Because the movement in the water prison often means that another round of torture is coming.

How many times is this already?How many times did you feel dizzy after talking nonsense?What day is this?The first prisoner to live on a little water that was forced into his mouth?At least, I haven't been starved to death, so it shouldn't be more than seven days, right?He Yi thought ridiculously.

pong!There was a sudden close encounter.

A gleam of hope flashed in He Yi's mind, but along with the hope came the fear that penetrated into the marrow of his bones.

What happened?Will there be someone who will come to save him among the two sides fighting against each other?He Yi didn't dare to think about it, she really wanted to tear off the black cloth covering her eyes to find out, but she couldn't even move her tightly bound hands, let alone the bursts of noise coming from her ten fingertips. Heartache.

Snapped!The sound is approaching.

laugh!Before the voice fell, something splashed on He Yi's face.She licked it subconsciously, her mouth was full of iron, it was blood.Immediately afterwards, there was only a splash, and something fell into the pool where He Yi was soaking.

The blindfold was torn off abruptly, and before He Yi could react, the masked man pressed a few red beads onto the iron chains that bound He Yi's limbs.After a few clicks, the invisible flame melted the hard chain.

Flame spiritual power!Flame beads!

He Yi's eyes lit up, and she subconsciously wanted to call out "Sister", but in the next moment, she recognized the distinctive pair of eyes of the masked man, a pair of very familiar eyes, eight years ago The eyes with cold pupils that I have seen in the snowy night.

"Let's go." Leng Tong didn't notice He Yi's reaction, but responded concisely, without waiting for He Yi to speak, he lowered his waist and carried He Yi, who was covered in blood and water, on his back.

It seems that this rescue has been planned for a long time, Leng Tong took out a soft rope from the package prepared in advance, and tied He Yi with himself.She picked up the two knives with her free hands, and killed them familiarly without stopping.

The light of the knife and the shadow of blood all the way, but it is surprisingly quiet all the way, because the people who stand in the way often become the souls of Leng Tong's knife before they can react, and the existence of the phantom beads and the flame beads is a Even more powerful.

He Yi was dumbfounded. She never thought that one day, she would be on the back of this bloodthirsty cousin, watching her bloodthirsty for her sake.

It seems that the news of the prison robbery has spread, and the siege is like the mushrooms after the spring rain, popping up endlessly from all around without saying hello, but Leng Tong's footsteps did not slow down at all, as if he couldn't see the oncoming man at all. The coming sword nets and arrow rain are like.

Suddenly, four clover flying knives flew out from a blind spot and shot directly at Leng Tong's back, or in other words, it was He Yi on Leng Tong's back.He Yi saw the flying knife, but he was helpless.She opened her mouth to say something, but when she saw the blood slowly sliding down the forehead of Leng Tong who was besieged by three people and couldn't get out, she couldn't make a sound.

That's right, even if it's the Three Jue Kills, even if there are Magic Orbs and Flame Orbs, Leng Tong is still a human being, with one enemy against a hundred, how can it be possible not to get hurt?Also... Forget it, although I have always heard that "the three-leaf flying knife can enter but not exit", if you want to take it out, you can only carve out the bones and cut the flesh, but... you can only resign yourself to fate.

But just when He Yi was about to close his eyes to be a lamb to be slaughtered, Leng Tong, who was carrying her on his back, kicked the killer away, and suddenly made a sharp turn, throwing He Yi out of the path of the three-leaf flying knife .

Boom!Boom!Snapped!laugh--

Of the four flying knives, two were stopped by the blade, one fell to the ground, and one... was inserted into Leng Tong's arm.

"You..." He Yi couldn't say a complete sentence, because she saw that Leng Tong, who hadn't slowed down because of being hit by the knife, turned the knife in her right hand very skillfully, and used the tip of the knife in her left arm with her backhand. With a flick of the three-leaf flying knife, the flying knife was pulled out bloody and fleshy, and then he tied a cloth strip conjured from nowhere to the bloody wound, and tied a knot with his neck and teeth .

Taking out the knife and bandaging, everything happened and ended in the blink of an eye, as if I had done it countless times, as if there was no pain.After everything was done, Leng Tong acted as if nothing had happened. Holding a knife in both hands again, he rushed into the enemy's formation, forcibly tearing a hole in the encirclement.

A night of fire, a night of snow; a night of flight, a night of blood.

But this night was completely different from the night eight years ago, because this night was extremely quiet, so quiet that every frame and painting seemed to be magnified and slowed down.

Being carried around on someone's back, still covered in wounds, being carried by a man who wields a knife and doesn't know how to behave, and being chased and fled around by countless killers, how can this feeling be "unpleasant" three Words can describe it.If reality allowed, He Yi felt that he would be able to vomit on the ground without eating for several days.

But at this moment, He Yi couldn't feel these discomforts.She just felt that, in this world, apart from Qin Hui and Zhao Lu, perhaps, there was really a sister who was connected by blood, a sister who entered the enemy's den for whom she had only a few faces, for her own sake. And the one who swung the knife and bled because of himself, sister.

Even after experiencing everything eight years ago, even after being hurt by her again and again, Sister Lu still treats her differently, perhaps, because she really deserves it.

She deserves to show her sister's heart.

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Leng Tong: After being an unsatisfactory character for so long, it's finally my turn to show off