Yan Xiao's heart beat like thunder and his lips trembled.
She clearly saw blood splattered on Linze's body.
The feet seemed to have a consciousness of their own and moved forward involuntarily.
The moon is getting brighter and brighter, and its color gradually changes from golden to deep red, making it extremely beautiful.
Yan Xiao saw Ji Qi, who was covered in blood and with his head hanging down, and Lin Ze, who was pale and had sinister features.
Linze turned around, faced the Yellow River, and made a strange gesture.
Under the blood moon, he stood alone, with a desolate back.
Then, his feet gradually left the ground, and his whole body actually floated.
The night wind puffed up his wide sleeves, and his long hair danced fiercely in the wind. He looked like a god, but more like a ghost from the underworld.
He couldn't help but stop talking and laughing, and his heartbeat suddenly stopped.
Linze - who is he?
*
The blood moon was in the sky, and Wei Zi and Feng Danyuan were horrified to see it.
"If the moon changes color, there will be disasters. Red means fighting for the soldiers." Feng Danyuan's eyebrows were solemn.
"There is the smell of blood in the air, something is wrong, hurry up!" Wei Zi said anxiously.
Feng Danyuan sealed several acupuncture points near Wei Zi's wounds again, hugged her tightly and rode away.
There were waves on the broad river surface, one wave higher than the other.
The two of them saw Linze in mid-air from a distance, and were extremely shocked.
"What - what is he doing?" Feng Danyuan held Wei Zi in his arms, blocking most of the strong wind.
"His posture, I seem to have seen it somewhere, it is a very ancient way of offering sacrifices..." Wei Zi concentrated and suddenly said: "There is a sound in the river!"
"The one you heard last time?"
"Yes, it is saying -" Wei Zi listened attentively, but the wind was so strong that she recognized the voice but could not hear its words clearly.
Feng Danyuan's sharp eyes saw Ji Qi being held up like a dead dog.
At this time, Linze in mid-air stretched out his hand in the direction of Ji Qi.
The guard let go of his hand, and Ji Qi fell limply to the ground. The next moment, he was picked up by Linze's power from the air and thrown straight into the Yellow River.
Feng Danyuan's expression changed and he flew out.
Ji Qi can’t die yet!
But as soon as he got close to Linze, it was like countless swords were stabbing him at once. Feng Danyuan felt a sharp pain all over his body. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards Ji Qi, his hand almost catching Ji Qi.
When the guards saw Feng Danyuan causing trouble, they raised their swords and went to arrest him.
As soon as Feng Danyuan touched Ji Qi's clothes, several swords fell on him and were about to stab him.
In desperation, he could only retract his hand and dodge the long sword that stabbed his vital part.
"Your Majesty!" Wei Zi was shocked.
The waves of the Yellow River were getting higher and higher, and Ji Qi fell into the river, while the unarmed Feng Danyuan was besieged by several people.
"Princess." Baishui and Qinggui suddenly appeared.
"Hurry up and help the prince!" Wei Zi looked at Feng Danyuan who was in danger, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
The green clam swooped forward, but Bai Shui didn't move.
"Nothing can happen to the prince, and neither can you." She blocked what Wei Zi was about to say.
Wei Zi tightened her grip on the reins, and Baishui's words were like a basin of water being poured on her head.
She couldn't help Feng Danyuan, let alone become a burden to Feng Danyuan.
But reason belongs to reason, and emotion is indeed another matter.
When the big waves almost submerged Feng Danyuan, she pulled the reins, shouted "Drive", and ran towards him regardless.
