The thrilling sound of the sword made Xia Niechen open his eyes wide and see the demon soldiers in armor falling down straight.
But what caught my eye was Hong Zhao, who had a expressionless face. Her silent eyes looked at them faintly.
"You two... are okay."
Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief, her heart was about to jump out. Fortunately, they were saved.
"Thank you, Sister Hongzhao, we're fine."
Xia Niechen also felt a little scared and sweated. He almost thought he was about to fall here. Think about it, the feeling of surviving the disaster was still very good.
However, when she looked up at everyone, she found that one of them was missing, and her heart that had settled down was suspended again.
"Why...you are back? Where is the master? Shouldn't the master come back with you?"
Xiaoya's body was shocked and immediately turned around to look at everyone, and found that her master Die Xiaoyue was really not among them. She looked at Lian Shang anxiously and spoke carefully.
"Sister Lian Shang, where is the master? Why is the master missing?"
Lian Shang bit her lip depressedly, looked at Xiaoya with tears in her eyes, and touched her head with unbearable feelings.
"Xiaoya, don't worry, Xiaoyue... she just can't come back for the time being. She's fine, she... will come back soon."
Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, and her crystal tears kept turning in her eyes, and she pouted with tears in her eyes.
She understood, she understood everything.
Everyone was speechless and knew it well. At this moment, they were all worried about Die Xiaoyue's safety.
But they also know that now is not a negative moment. Because there are more important things waiting for them to do.
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Xiaoyue didn't know where she was, but she felt that her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them up, and her body was particularly cold.
Could it be that she is dead? Has she come to hell?
As her consciousness gradually recovered, she suddenly remembered that in order to protect everyone, she planned to die with Nalan Hanyan.
But in the end, she remembered that she was beaten away by him before she even came to him.
Could it be that he is going to pursue Wangqing and others?
No...you must not let him leave!
He suddenly opened his eyes, and wherever he looked, there were the dead bodies in the hall and the smell of blood in the air.
Xiaoyue tried hard to support her injured body, but suddenly realized that the mask on her face disappeared.
She instinctively looked up at the man sitting on the stage. Seeing the faint light jumping in his dark eyes, she knew that he had taken off his mask.
"You woke up? You woke up faster than I expected."
His voice was particularly low and magnetic, and he could not feel any emotional ups and downs. He calmly seemed to have never happened, which made Xiaoyue very puzzled.
"You didn't kill me?"
"Why should I kill you?"
Nalan Hanyan stood up slowly, raised his foot and came to Xiaoyue in a blink of an eye, lifted Xiaoyue's sharp chin, and looked at the impeccable face in front of him deeply.
"I was so careless that I didn't realize that there was such a peerless beauty by my side. It's a sin."
Xiaoyue's face changed, and she severely knocked off his shackles against her, scolding her fiercely.
"Nalan Hanyan, please respect yourself!"
Seeing that she was so resistant to him, Nalan Hanyan didn't feel any anger at all, but instead smiled softly.