The two of them cried while holding each other's hands, and Ye Wuying's eyes turned red as well, not wanting to look at the heart-wrenching scene.
Ye Qionghua touched her head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, Thirteenth Sister, as long as you like it, Eighth Sister will help you."
She wiped her tears and her eyes flashed with a sharp edge.
He raised his head and looked ahead, where dust was rising. Hearing the cries of the cavalry on the ground, Ye Qionghua knew that King Qin was coming.
A gentleman is humble at the head, and his appearance is like a crown jade, and his body is like a pine and bamboo. The sharp energy flowing from his body is scorching and awe-inspiring.
Mo Zhu was behind, followed closely by nearly a hundred black flame cavalry, killing them coldly and with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.
Probably because he wanted to regain some ground with the Huaying duo.
Finally, they stopped in front of the three people.
Jun Ziqian held the reins in his hand, his face was solemn, and when he looked at Ye Youlan's red and swollen face from crying, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Without words, Ye Qionghua and Ye Wuying could feel the intimidating coldness.
But the two of them were fearless and looked calm, then they heard Jun Ziqian's cold and charming voice: "I don't care who you are or what you want to do, she, don't move!"
A chilling atmosphere suddenly gathered, and the Black Flame Cavalry surrounded them.
When Ye Youlan saw Yanzhi's brother coming, she confronted her eighth sister and twelfth brother. Fearing that they would fight, she hurriedly walked out and wanted to explain: "Brother Yanzhi, they are..."
Ye Wuying pulled her to his side and pulled out the sword from his waist.
Ye Youlan's eyes widened and she looked at the eighth sister who also drew her sword.
"Eighth sister, twelfth brother..."
Ye Qionghua looked over with a faint look, and Ye Youlan obediently shut her mouth.
The two of them held swords in their hands, their eyes flashing with coldness. They looked at Jun Ziqian and said lightly: "Draw your sword!"
Jun Ziqian squinted his eyes and saw that the two men were fierce, their eyes were as bright as cold stars, and their fighting spirit was fierce.
The Black Flame Cavalry couldn't hold back and wanted to take action, but he raised his hand to stop him.
These two are famous Huaying Dual Swordsmen in Qingzhou, and one of them can single out the leader of a sect.
It has a wide reputation and has countless supporters. As long as they are willing, they can also establish their own sect and recruit many disciples.
But they are just swordsmen and knights wandering the world, and they have no intention of coveting power and wealth.
For this reason, in Qingzhou, they are also honored as the "Two Kings of Huaying".
Therefore, when his Black Flame Cavalry takes action, it can only be at a disadvantage.
It would be better for him to take action in person and meet these "Twin Kings of China and Shadow".
Mo Zhu handed the sword to his master.
Jun Ziqian held the sword, and the cold light shone.
There was no unnecessary communication, both parties took action directly.
Both sides are holding long swords. You come and I go, flying and jumping.
The moves are getting faster and faster, the sword's light is like a sword, and the sword's edge is like a thorn.
The speed of their swords could no longer be seen clearly with the naked eye. All they could see was that the light of their swords was like lightning, shining dazzlingly and filled with sword energy.
Ye Youlan's heart clenched. Both parties were people she cared about. She would be sad if anyone got hurt.
Soon, after more than a hundred moves, Huaying and Hua Ying were severely shocked and retreated several feet away.
They lost!
Jun Ziqian landed safely, holding the sword and standing quietly with his hands down, as if all the rays of the scorching sun were shining on him, looking noble and proud.
Seeing that he was fine, Ye Youlan came to the eighth sister and twelfth brother worriedly.
Ye Qionghua lost his fierce aura, gently touched Thirteenth Sister's head, and said warmly: "Thirteenth Sister, since he will protect you, then we can rest assured."
They can still trust the character of King Qin Jun Ziqian.
Ye Youlan looked at her with red eyes: "Eighth sister..."
Ye Qionghua smiled lightly: "Remember, if you feel wronged, come to us. Don't forget that you are not alone, there are us, and our home..."