Assassination 8

"None of you can die, ah! ah!" The woman yelled up to the sky, her body exuding a strong hostility, as terrifying as if she had gone into a demon.

And Jiuyin sitting in Yujiao, like a bystander, is indifferent and unspeakable.

Through the veil.

I could see a fascinating smile at the corner of her mouth. She lowered her eyes slightly, and her slender fingertips plucked the crystal white chess piece. The long eyelashes covered the emotions in her eyes.

Listening not far away, the kind of hatred for the world and the earth, Jiuyin has no plans to make a move.

"You won't save her?"

Nan Yuechen's sword-like handsome face showed deep emotions.

The slender back was straight, and as the words fell, Nan Yuechen glanced at the blood-splattered scene through the gap between the curtains.

Hearing this, Jiuyin slowly raised his eyes.

Revealing the pretty Zhu Sha mole on her forehead.

On that face, the indifferent look, the slightly raised arc, the half-squinted eyes, cold, handsome, and obsessive.

"Not over yet, don't worry!"

Under Nan Yuechen's deep eyes, she spoke, her voice cold and arrogant.

Not finished yet?

She meant that the loyal guardian who protected the woman hadn't died yet?

She wanted to make this woman surnamed Mu fall into despair, when the other party did not have the slightest support and ability, and then appeared again to save a person who was in despair?

There are also women in white clothes among the population of Zhanwangfu...

Could it be that she was talking about, was she going to sneak attack on Princess Zhan in the past few days when she disappeared?

Thought of this.

The chill of Nan Yuechen's body suddenly appeared, and the handsome face of the ghost sword skill was extremely cold: Does this mean that she actually likes the king of war, otherwise, why would she sneak attack on the king of war?

"I will ask you one last time!"

"Who is the woman in white clothes who left you? Don't tell me!" The leader looked at the corpse on the ground coldly, and the rest of the light glanced at Nan Yuechen's Yu Jiao, Yin Yi said.

"Hahahaha~~~"

"Kill me! I'm dead, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let Feng Qingyun go, hahaha~~~"

"You are the dog that ganged up with Feng Qingyun. You knelt before me like a dog, and now you are like a dog to please Feng Qingyun. As long as I live for a day, I will pay the blood and blood of the Royal Palace ."

"I will let all of you be buried with the Mu family! Hahaha~~~" The woman laughed wildly.

The wound on her body surged with blood as she moved.

That unrecognizable face was flushed with blood-red tears, like a ghost in hell.

Looking at the hostile woman in front of her, with a sense of despair of ruining the world, the leader suppressed the feeling of panic and waved to the man in black to order.

The people in black around him immediately held long swords and rushed towards the woman with murderous intent all over.

The sharp sword glowing with cold, seeing the distance from the woman getting closer and closer.

Only seven steps away.....

Five steps away.....

At the moment of the palpitations of Qianjun's hair, a cold female voice came from behind the leader, it was very cold, and the blood in the cold leader's whole body was stiff.

"I let her go, are you looking for me?"

So familiar, so familiar.

Another reassuring voice.

The woman's laughter suddenly stopped, and a ray of hope rose from the bottom of her desperate to the limit, and she slammed towards the origin of the sound.

The leader and the people in black had a pause, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Seeing the movement of the woman raising her head, the leader and others suddenly turned around and looked at Jiuyin...