Although the man in black clothes wore a mask, he could not hide his calm and ruthless demeanor. Obviously, he was the leader of this group of killers.
The two only looked at each other for a moment, and then they made moves in unison - their moves were very fast, and they were also life-threatening martial arts. All around could be heard the sonorous sound of jade fans and swords fighting, Feng Xizi's eyes even
Can't even catch their silhouettes.
"Little sister, are you okay?" Feng Yu jumped over from Mo Zhilan's speedboat and saw her pale face, glaring at the two people who were fighting endlessly.
"I'm fine -" Feng Xizi clenched her fingers and looked at the two men fighting on the deck. Worry was like a boulder, pressing hard on her heart, making her breathing difficult.
It wasn't until this life-and-death moment that she allowed herself to admit that she was worried about Mo Zhilan.
She was not even afraid of death, but she was afraid that Mo Zhilan would get hurt.
She knew that Mo Zhilan was extremely skilled in martial arts, but the man in Xuanyi was not bad either, and that man's figure looked familiar to her——
The rain kept falling, washing away the smell of blood on the ship. Feng Xizi focused all his attention on Mo Zhilan.
The four secret guards around Mo Zhilan surrounded Qiyu and eliminated most of the men in black.
Just when Feng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, a loud noise suddenly reached his ears.
The huge firelight illuminated this moonless night - it was the man in black who dropped the entire barrel of gunpowder in an attempt to blow up the huge dragon boat.
The two men fighting in mid-air suddenly separated.
Mo Zhilan's white clothes were as smooth as frost and snow, but the jasper fan in his hand was stained with blood.
The man in Xuanyi was seriously injured, but when he saw him falling on the deck of the melee, he suddenly grabbed the exhausted Qiyu, used Qinggong, and flew back to the clipper.
Feng Xizi watched Qi Yu being taken away, and ran to the side of the ship regardless of the current situation, "Don't go, put down Qi Yu!"
"Looking for death!" The silver-faced man smiled coldly, and while leaving Qiyu behind, he jumped out of the boat again, sweeping his silver sword in his hand towards Feng Xizi.
Feng Yu didn't expect that Feng Xizi would be so impulsive for Qiu Yu and wanted to save her, but was unable to do anything.
The four secret guards stopped at the same time and followed Feng Yu to save Feng Xizi.
The silver sword in the silver-faced man's hand swung, and Feng Xizi closed her eyes in despair, preparing to bear the inevitable fate tonight——
The sound of wind in her ears suddenly stopped, her waist was pulled by a huge force, and her whole body was hugged into the arms of elegant sandalwood.
Mo Zhilan hugged her, preventing her from being harmed at all. The jade fan in his hand unfolded with a "swish" sound, forcing the silver-faced man's killer move away.
The moment Xuan's body fell back into the dragon boat, his steps were messy and he took a dozen steps back. He almost fell, but he tightly protected the petite body in his arms.
"Qiyu! They are going to take Qiyu away! Qiyu—" Feng Xizi pushed him away as soon as he landed, desperate to save Qiyu.
"Zi'er——" Mo Zhilan reached out to stop him, but his handsome eyebrows furrowed and he half-knelt down on the ground.
Feng Xizi didn't look at Mo Zhilan behind her. She looked impatiently at the clipper not far away, wishing she could rescue Qiyu immediately.
And from behind, there was a sudden cry, "Your Majesty!"
Feng Xizi turned her head, only to see that his gentle and handsome face was extremely pale in the firelight.
"What's wrong with you?!" Feng Xizi crouched down quickly and looked at his chest and waist carefully, for fear that he would be injured.
Mo Zhilan looked at her and saw the worry on her face, a faint smile appeared on his lips.