Yan Xitong's eyes dimmed, and he suddenly raised his shoulders, and Qi Xuan flew out like a kite.
I was horrified when a cute black shadow ran out of the inner room, and before Qi Xuan landed, he threw himself under Qi Xuan and used him as a backing.
"Ah——" the cry was so miserable, I knew it was Hanyang as soon as I heard it.
Hanyang wore a very strange mask, and his eyes were all covered except for the eyeballs. Now these eyes were filled with angry fire.
"How dare you hit my husband!" After saying that, Hanyang picked up the short stool next to him and threw it towards Yan Xitong with all his strength.
It was too late and then it was too late. Pei Yuan shouted from the side: "Don't..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the stool fell apart in mid-air, and the broken remains scattered around like sharp swords.
Pei Yuan dodged awkwardly, but was still hit by one of them. He cried out and fell to the ground.
Hanyang reaped the consequences, and saw a piece of wood flying towards her eyebrows. I quickly stepped forward, hugged her waist, and spun her sideways, just in time to avoid those life-threatening fragments.
But Qi Xuan, who was lying on the ground, was not so lucky. Although he was not hit by the broken debris, what was waiting for him was a gleaming silver sword.
Yan Xitong became angry with shame and used all his strength to stab Qi Xuan in the chest. Han Yang shouted: "Qi Xuan, be careful!"
It was too late, but it was so fast. Hanyang and I rushed towards Qi Xuan at the same time, but I didn't expect that Hanyang was faster than me. He made a move with his bare hands and grabbed Yan Xitong's sword with blood.
A shocking mark slid down her wrist.
Hanyang grimaced in pain and her eyes were burning, but she refused to let go.
"Yan Xitong, let go!" I rushed over and hugged Yan Xitong's wrist.
What answered me was Yan Xitong’s wild beast-like eyes: “Get out of here!”
I was so angry that I aimed my luck at his wrist and struck him with one hand. Yan Xitong didn't move or dodge, he just waited quietly.
Qi Xuan's eyes bulged out. When he saw Han Yang's blood-stained hands, his eyes immediately burst into flames. He took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed Yan Xitong violently.
Poof...the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh made me look at Yan Xitong's chest in shock.
With his martial arts skills, it was not a problem to dodge, but he refused to dodge and focused on the hilt of the sword in his hand.
He wanted to kill Qi Xuan who deceived him.
"Fuck stop it!" It was as if the world had been turned upside down, and I yelled unbearably.
He shouted so loudly just now, but not a single guard came. They must have all been taken care of by Yan Xitong.
Hearing my roar, everyone was stunned for a moment.
I glared at Qi Xuan. The dagger he was holding was still stuck in Yan Xitong's heart. It was pierced so deep that when I yelled, he subconsciously pulled it out a little.
Yan Xitong also trembled, but still held the sword hilt firmly in his hand.
"Put down your weapons!" I glared at these three people.
Qi Xuan looked at me in surprise, as if thinking, who is this person, who dares to order him like this?
I couldn't care less at this time, so I stepped forward and snatched the sword from Yan Xitong's hand, and then Hanyang let go of his bloody fingers tremblingly.
Yan Xitong staggered a step, the knife in his heart rising and falling with his breathing.
Qi Xuan stared at him: "You are so brave, you dare to assassinate me in the middle of the night!"
Yan Xitong pulled out the dagger stuck in his heart with force, threw it on the ground, and sneered: "I will kill whoever I want, Qi Xuan, I will remember you!"
