With a bang, the egret fell to Luo Wanqing's feet, dying, her eyes were dull, and blood kept pouring out of her abdomen.
"Xue Ke..." Luo Wanqing trembled and cried out sadly. Xue Ke, who had been with her for more than ten years, now fell at her feet...
Leng Yu and Cai Yi led the people forward and quickly surrounded Luo Wanqing and others.
"Leng Yu, go to the palace quickly! The undead sent by Luo Wanqing want to kill the master!" Wu Xin shouted to Leng Yu anxiously.
"It was the Lord who asked his subordinates to come and rescue Miss Wuxin." Leng Yu said in surprise. It was Caiyi who sent the order. He didn't know that there was an undead person who wanted to kill the Lord.
"The Lord has ordered the evacuation of the palace, Miss Wuxin, there is no need to worry." Caiyi explained.
After everyone heard this, they felt a little relieved. In this way, Nangong Chen did not have to go back to the palace.
Caiyi looked around for a week, but no one was missing: "Where is Mr. Yechen?"
Qiu Tong frowned and said, "Ye Chen, maybe he went back to the palace."
Leng Yu and others fell silent for a moment. The most important thing now was to rescue Wu Xin and Qiu Tong first. How to deal with these three undead?
"Miss Luo, what do you want to do to let me go?" Jing Ao's tone was polite. Now that Luo Wanqing was a little abnormal, he didn't dare to gamble with the lives of Wu Xin and Qiu Tong.
"I want Hanyue Qiongying to die! Haha, without my order, the undead will continue to hunt Hanyue Qiongying until death!"
Luo Wanqing's eyes were full of fierceness, there was a trace of blood on the sword, and there was a red gash on Wu Xin's neck.
"Don't, don't hurt people..." Nangong Chen was frightened, as if he was afraid that Luo Wanqing's hands would shake, and he regretted giving her this Bingyi sword.
"Hurt people? How ridiculous! You hurt me first, Han Yue Qiongying killed my father, Chen you wanted to become my enemy, Ye Chen also betrayed me and left, and now even my snow guest is dead..."
Luo Wanqing said, with crystal tears falling from the corners of her eyes.
"Miss..." Yilan almost cried. She had seen the pain that the miss had suffered in the past six years.
Qiu Tong took advantage of Yilan's distraction and split Yilan's hand with a palm. With a clang, the sword fell to the ground and Qiu Tong was freed from Yilan's hold.
"You!" Yilan looked at Qiu Tong angrily, she was careless.
Little Falcon happily landed next to Qiu Tong and glared at Yilan fiercely, and Yilan suddenly became silent.
"Miss Qiu Tong." Cai Yi immediately stopped the bleeding on Qiu Tong's shoulder.
"It's okay." Qiutong frowned, maybe there were just some bone fractures.
"Miss Luo, after so many years of grudges, I can no longer tell who is right and who is wrong. If you don't want to die, I can let you leave the city safe and sound, but I want Wu Xin to be safe." Jing Ao said in a negotiating tone.
"Haha! I have nothing left! Am I still afraid of death?" Luo Wanqing sneered. She was unwilling to see Han Yue Qiong Ying die! Even if she died, Han Yue Qiong Ying had to die first! She wanted Han Yue Qiong Ying to die first!
Buried with him!
"Miss, let's leave the city first, and then we go back to Dongyue." Yilan cried and advised, as long as she lives, she still has a chance to take revenge.
"No, Hanyue Qiongying will die soon, and the undead will never miss it. I won't go back until I see Hanyue Qiongying dead!" Luo Wanqing said crazily.
"Miss..." Yilan hesitated to speak.
What if Hanyue Qiongying really evacuates the west palace and the undead cannot find Hanyue Qiongying?
Even if Cold Moon Dome Shadow cannot kill the undead, it will not be easily killed by the undead.
But seeing that the young lady was so persistent, she did not dare to attack the young lady. She only hoped that she could successfully kill Hanyue Qiongying this time.
"Go!" Luo Wanqing suddenly smiled strangely and said to the three undead.
The three undead moved their heads and immediately attacked Leng Yu and others.
"Hall Master, it's important to save Miss Wu Xin." Cai Yi jumped up and avoided the attack of the undead.