After a few moves, Yi Shuihan didn't even have the dagger in her hand. She fell to the snow, her hair disheveled, her lips stained with blood, and she looked extremely enchanting.
She looked at Mo Ningxun again, that lunatic! Is he really the feared master of the Demon Palace? He is simply an idiot! That is not an ordinary soldier, but the Ten Evils of the Juesha Tower.
"Are you admitting defeat?" Baili Wufeng's sword pointed at her.
"I surrender, what do you want?" Yi Shuihan smiled. This smile was like a red lotus in a snow-capped mountain, cold and lonely, or like a red lotus bathing in fire in a Shura field, charming and beautiful.
"Of course I will capture you, prisoner of war." Baili Wufeng also smiled. A woman who can still laugh like this is not bad.[
"Okay, can you let me talk to him?" Yi Shuihan looked at Mo Ningxun and asked sincerely.
Baili Wufeng glanced at it, hesitated for a while, and said: "Shi Sha, stop."
Mo Ningxun dragged his long sword to Yi Shuihan, sat on the snow with her, and then looked at her. She was covered in blood, mixed with red snow. He didn't even dare to touch her for fear of touching her.
her wounds.
"What are you looking at me for?" Yi Shuihan looked at him with a lot of confusion.
"I like it." Mo Ningxun smiled at her and kept looking at her, as if he wanted to imprint every expression of hers in his heart.
"Suddenly I realized that your smile is beautiful." Yi Shuihan praised without hesitation.
"You look more beautiful when you smile." Mo Ningxun's smile deepened.
The corners of the mouths of the people present twitched. They were still in the mood to flirt at this time. Are they too idiotic or too calm?
Baili Wufeng glanced at Yi Shuihan, and Xie Si's lips curled up: "Tie them up."
Several people took the reins, and suddenly, a cold wind swept in with snowflakes, and cold silver needles penetrated the air, causing snowflakes.
With a sound, the man holding the reins fell to the snow, and a silver needle was buried in his neck.
Three people and three horses came galloping in the wind and snow, the corners of their robes fluttering in the cold wind, and their ink hair flying.
Yi Shuihan and Mo Ningxun looked at each other, quickly defeated the enemy, and tried their best to break out of the encirclement.
Qian Nuo, Rong Zhi, and Cheng Bi raised their swords to stop Baili Wufeng from chasing after them. Three against one, Baili Wufeng couldn't escape for a while.
Qiannuo: "Shuihan, there is someone behind the snowy mountain ahead to meet you, go quickly!"
Mo Ningxun immediately got on his horse, pulled Yi Shuihan onto the horse, and rode away.
"Four of them, go after her!" Baili Wufeng said coldly, we must not let that woman escape!
"Yes, Your Majesty." The four of them got the order and quickly stepped onto the snow to catch up. Their running speed was no slower than a horse.
Qiannuo and the other three tried their best to intercept, but Baili Wufeng was not allowed to escape. Another fight started with the flash of swords and swords.[
Mo Ningxun and Yi Shuihan rode a horse together, and since the horse was exhausted, its speed gradually slowed down.
"Deal with them first." Yi Shuihan looked back and saw that the shadows of Qiannuo and the others were gone, but the four enemies behind them were chasing after them, and the distance was getting closer and closer.
"No!" Mo Ningxun's hand was tightly wrapped around her. She always liked to make her own decisions and take risks!
"Let go!" Yi Shuihan said angrily. She was still confident in dealing with four people.
The four men immediately stopped the horses and stabbed them with swords.
Mo Ningxun picked up the sword on the ground and faced the attack of the four people. For a moment, several people started fighting.