Gong Yun'ao was deeply shocked by Shu Yao's words. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he felt a pain in the back of his head, his vision went dark, and he fell down.
"Boss, you are so ruthless with this knife. He is so weak, you are not afraid of beating him to death!" Feng Chen was dumbfounded. This woman is still as ruthless as ever.
Shu Yao frowned and said anxiously: "I'm so anxious, how can I have so much time to think? Come on, put him on your back and run away."
"Where shall we meet?" Feng Chen supported Gong Yun'ao, his face slightly stern, but his heart was full of worry.
Shu Yao relied on the memory of the original owner and said: "Meet at Shanping Town below."
"Where is Shanping Town?" Feng Chen looked confused. He was not from here. How did he know where this ghost place was?
"What's the purpose of eating that mouth under your nose?" Shu Yao dropped this sentence, put on the prince's robe and ran away.
Feng Chen was speechless: "Uh..."
During the escape, Shu Yao snatched a horse on the way. However, before he could run very far, a heavy rain of arrows came from behind, and the sound of arrows whizzing from Shu Yao's ears and around him.
Flying by.
Shu Yao galloped on his horse, leaned down to dodge, and threw the Qiankun Spin Knife casually, as fast as a bolt of lightning.
In an instant, the six sharp scimitars automatically separated and disassembled. Several revolving knives flashed with silver light and rotated at extremely fast speeds. The cold blades vibrated, guarding the left and right, blocking dozens of arrows.
The hell-like spinning knife attacked back and forth in ever-changing shapes, and where it circled, it once again released a large "sky full of sparks".
As Shu Yao was speeding, he could only hear the soldiers being burned by the sparks and howling like ghosts and wolves, rolling on the ground, killing the officers and soldiers, chickens, tiles, and dogs.
However, Shu Yao didn't know that in a dark corner, the leading officers and soldiers aimed sharp arrows at her...
Suddenly, a sharp sound broke through the silent night, and the sharp arrow flew away, heading straight for Shu Yao's back...
"Pfft---" The arrow flew through Shu Yao's shoulder blade, and the blood instantly stained her coat red.
"Hmph! She was hit by an arrow. I don't believe how far she can run. Let's chase her." In the darkness, the few remaining people, led by Mr. Liu, remounted their horses and continued to chase.
Shu Yao galloped to Shanping Town, looked up at the archway, turned over and dismounted, patted the horse with one hand, and the horse galloped away into the woods outside Shanping Town at an extremely fast speed.
Later, under the protection of the night, Shu Yao used Qinggong to leap towards Shanping Town, because she knew that if she continued to run, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of the group of officers and soldiers behind him. Moreover, she was hit by a sharp arrow and needed to find a place.
Heal.
The purpose of leading the horses into the woods was to confuse the officers and soldiers, forcing them to pursue the wrong direction and buy themselves time.
Not long after, a group of officers and soldiers swarmed over. They looked for the marks of the horses' hooves and jumped into the woods.
In the pitch-black night, Shu Yao's face was as pale as paper, her breath was extremely weak, her shoulder blades were already covered in blood, and every step she took would cause heartbreaking pain.
Shu Yao staggered a few steps, looked up and saw Yichun Tower, which was only a few steps away in front of her, and got an idea.
Supporting her weak body, Shu Yao reluctantly turned over and jumped into the inner house of Yichun Tower. However, as soon as her feet landed on the ground, the next moment, she fell to the ground with a "bang" and her eyes fell into darkness.
…
The sword energy assaulted people, and the world was filled with sorrow and murderous intent. The compelling sword energy blew the red leaves on the branches to rustle down. In the sky, the man in black roared endlessly, flipping upside down in the air, and pointed a rainbow towards the palace with a sword.
Yun Ao chopped it off on the head.
The area within a three-foot radius around Gong Yun'ao was enveloped by the sword energy, and it seemed impossible to dodge in any direction.
Suddenly, there was a "ding" sound and sparks flew everywhere.
The long sword in Gong Yun'ao's hand unexpectedly met the sword's edge without hesitation.
In an instant, the sword energy all over the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace, but in the next moment, blood slowly overflowed from the corner of Gong Yun'ao's mouth.
The eyes of the man in black were full of pride, while Gong Yun'ao's body was slowly falling, his arms were sore and numb from his tyrannical sword energy, and his face was pale.
Feng Chen was frightened and shouted in panic: "Prince..." The next second, Feng Chen raised his machine gun and fired wildly with the remaining bullets, "You bastard, I will send you to the West."
The man in black had obviously seen the power of this weapon. In shock, he suddenly spun in the air and kicked Gong Yun'ao to the ground. At the same time, he swung the sword in a smooth rotation and could only be heard in the air.
There was a sound of breaking wind, and the bullet hit the tree trunk with a "shuashuashua" sound.
Feng Chen was horrified. What the hell kind of martial arts was this? It could withstand the power of bullets.
As everyone knows, the only martial arts in the world is fast.
Terrified, Feng Chen kept pulling the trigger. However, when the bullets finally ran out, he panicked and even his voice trembled: "It's over, boss, I'm sorry for you..." He turned around and looked desperately
Xiang Tai Gong Yun proudly said, "Prince..."
In the air, sneers and angry shouts came at the same time, "Hahaha... What, the hidden weapons are used up? So, this is all you have? Today is the day you die."
Gong Yun'ao clutched his injured chest, his sharp eyes swept across the killers one by one, and sneered: "Ha! In order to take my life, he really did everything possible, and actually dispatched the famous Nether Palace killer in the world, quickly
Sword Xinbi."
The man in black was startled, then laughed, "Haha... The prince is really smart, but it doesn't matter if the person who is about to die knows."
After several heavy blows, Gong Yun'ao was finally exhausted. His body swayed and he was about to fall to the ground. Suddenly, he put his sword on the ground with his backhand, and he knelt on one knee. He raised his head and looked around at the enemies. His eyes were sharp and cold.
, bloodthirsty, like a wounded and violent lion, its powerful momentum instantly suppressed the enemies around it, and they did not dare to move rashly.
"Isn't it easy to make money from the royal family? Tell me, how much did the mastermind behind the scenes give you, so that you can send out such a killer to take my life?"
"Hehehe, the prince is indeed the prince. You have understood all this. You are right. However, you cannot tell the person behind it."
"If God dies, it's pointless to talk too much; if I don't die, those who harm me will be killed with my own hands." After saying that, he looked at Feng Chen beside him and apologized: "I have hurt you and caused you to end up like this."
Gong Yun looked down at the abyss of several hundred feet, and the howling wind made the corners of his clothes rustle. Feng Chen shook his head, as if he understood his determination from his eyes.
At this time, Feng Chen thought of Baipao Mo Guiyan's words, which seemed like a self-consolation before death. Even he might not believe it when he said it, "Prince, you are the chosen one, you will not die."
"Hahaha... Ridiculously chosen person..." Gong Yun'ao laughed wildly and jumped into the abyss while dragging Feng Chen who couldn't react in time...
He can't leave Feng Chen to face the Netherworld alone, otherwise his death will be even worse... Yichun Tower
Yichun Building, which is about to close down, is finally bustling again today.
Red lanterns were hung high, the hall was extremely lively, and wisps of fragrance spread along with the sound of Mi Mi.
In front of my eyes, I can see women in short skirts and long skirts singing and dancing slowly, and I am looking for the soft and waxy or crisp laughter of women. The sounds are in my ears. Upstairs and downstairs, they are fragrant and charming, and men and women come and go to hug each other.
"Mother Hua, I heard that a stunning beauty has come to Yichun Building. She has come out to show us her beauty!" Wang Laosan suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.
"That's right, that's right, don't hide it, come out and meet me later!" Someone in the crowd said in a flattering manner.
"Could it be that Mother Hua is boasting!" Wang Laosan curled his lips, pointed at the old madam and screamed.
"I think so. This Yichun Building is about to close down. Now there is a beauty. I don't believe it. Please call the beauty out and show her face to me."
"This madam must be boasting and lying. Even if there is a beauty, if she is just averagely beautiful, madam, you will not be able to avoid the fate of closing down your business, hahaha..." The audience continued to laugh, but the madam remained calm and composed.
She held the silk fan and shook it gently, twisted her round hips and walked slowly to the stage. She said with a smile: "Masters, please be patient. Since mother has promised, she must give everyone a surprise."
"Mom Hua, I'm afraid it's not a surprise but a shock!" A tall man in the crowd shouted.
Immediately, there was a burst of ridicule in the venue.
The madam glared at the man and sneered: "Wang Laosan, don't be sour. Don't cry and beg your mother to win the sight of this beauty."
Wang Laosan laughed jokingly and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Hahaha, I can't ask for anything more!"
"Mom, please stop being so pretentious. The people below are getting long necks waiting for you."
The madam shook her silk fan, not wanting to whet everyone's appetite, but looked at her and said, "Come here, bring the ice whirlpool."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the audience looked at the stage with their eyes wide open in surprise. Their expressions were constantly changing and were extremely colorful.
The look in his eyes was one of shock, disbelief, and even more surprise. What kind of scene was this, that it would actually come to everyone in this way?
Above the second floor, a tall and erect man was walking towards the private room. Suddenly, there was a sound of gasping in his ears. He saw the expressions on the faces of the people around him changing constantly. Not only did he wonder, what exactly was going on?
The scene actually caused many men to have so many expressions at this moment.
He couldn't help but look back, and immediately narrowed his eyes, showing an evil smile, "Interesting." His magnetic voice seemed to slowly roll out the mellow strings.
The woman is here, but she is definitely the first person in history to dare to do this and come to power in this way!
I saw four servants carrying a carved chair and slowly walked up to the stage. The woman was reclining on the beauty's couch, sleeping deeply. There was no sign of waking up amidst the discussion among the people.
The man on the second floor couldn't help but laugh quietly, secretly sighing that this woman's boldness and sleeping skills were really top-notch.
This girl was indeed extremely beautiful, with her black hair spreading like clouds, and even when she was sleeping, she could not wipe away the cloud-like sadness between her brows and eyes.
Her face is as crystal clear as jade, like a crescent moon, like flowers and trees piled with snow, her bare shoulders are as white as milk, and her waist is as full as a hand, but it outlines her graceful figure.