Legend of Fu Yao

Chapter 30: Instantly

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When the voice came, Pei Yuan's complexion changed, and Meng Fuyao cried out inwardly.

Damn Zhan Beiye, why did he appear at this hour? One sentence exposed the deception she had painstakingly managed.

Meng Fuyao didn't even think about it, she was about to run away as soon as her footsteps slipped.

It's a pity that Pei Yuan's reaction was not bad, Zhan Beiye's words caught her ears, her eyes suddenly burst into murderous wildfire, and when she stretched out her hand, ten fingernails bounced away like ten daggers, and the wind howled, piercing into Meng Fuyao's shoulders.

At the same time, she yelled, "How dare you lie to me! Come!"

Amidst the shouts, her figure rolled into a red whirlwind, Jin Bu Yao flickered into a dazzling golden light in mid-air, Ding Ling's voice continued, a field of flowers and leaves were lifted up by her strong wind, scattered in the air, and then Once collected, it instantly turned into a deep purple-orange powder and scattered leisurely.

"Pfft."

The long and sharp ten-finger nails penetrated deeply into the socket of Meng Fuyao's shoulder, blood spattered, Pei Yuan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he dragged his fingers back forcefully, with the potential to split Meng Fuyao's back with this thrust.

Meng Fuyao didn't say a word, her body was short, her legs knelt forward, she slipped three feet, and pulled Pei Yuan's ten fingers away.

How could Pei Yuan give up, took a step forward, grabbed her Tianling with both hands, suddenly there was an angry voice behind him like a thunderbolt, "Let go!"

A black and red silhouette swept towards him at such a speed that one couldn't see the outline clearly. Before the person arrived, a golden light flashed in his hand, and a thin sword swung up brazenly with a heavy wind sound, blocking Pei Yuan's body very accurately. killer.

Pei Yuan was shocked by the strength of the pestle and turned into a somersault, falling three feet away, couldn't help sneering.

A large number of guards rushed up, their knives out of their sheaths, and their black arrows sharply aimed at Zhan Beiye.

Pei Yuan shouted sharply, "This man broke into the palace and plotted to assassinate him! Capture him!"

Zhan Beiye stood on the ground, his black robe curled up in anger, and the corners of his clothes seemed to be flying with red flames. The evil spirit around him was like a blade drawn from its sheath, scorching and pressing, but that was not as good as the astonishing anger between his eyebrows. Under the blue sky, he was dark His pupils were like black iron in the deep sea, and they slammed into the domineering Pei Yuan in red with sparks.

"Who dares to touch me!"

This sound was full of genuine energy, shaking the flowers and trees, and the green leaves falling from the branches. The arms of the guards who rushed to the front were sore and weak. Some of them were weak, and when they loosened their fingers, their bows and arrows fell to the ground.

Pei Yuan's complexion changed, and only then did she settle down and take a closer look at Zhan Beiye. The other party's clothing was obviously not low-status, and when she thought about the guests at the emperor's birthday banquet today, she couldn't help but secretly frowned, and stretched out her hand to stop. Stopped the guard's movements.

She started to retreat here, but Zhan Beiye refused to give up. He waited outside the clean room for a long time, and gradually realized that something was wrong. Regardless of the maid who blocked her, he kicked the door of the clean room, and saw the maid pretending to be Meng Fuyao. Jumping up from Gongtong in a panic, he immediately knew that he was being fooled by that girl, so he suppressed his anger and went to find Meng Fuyao. He was not familiar with the route in the palace, and the defense of Taiyuan Palace seemed to be a bit abnormal today, walking all the way randomly. , Seeing Meng Fuyao Fang Zi was overjoyed, and before she had time to catch her, someone killed her.

Zhan Beiye's anger was no small matter, even he himself didn't understand why he was so angry, Meng Fuyao's shoulders were splashed with blood, and he suddenly felt his heart was scalded by the hot blood.

The woman I caught, I haven't bullied yet, it's your turn

Zhan Beiye grabbed the rapier and forced forward. It is inconvenient to bring his Wei Tuo pestle into the palace today. Zhan Beiye said coldly, "You owe me ten holes!"

Pei Yuan was taken aback for a moment before realizing that he was talking about the hole dug out by fingers on Meng Fuyao's shoulder, and sneered, "So what? You dig it if you have the ability!"

Zhan Beiye twitched his mouth and said, "Of course!"

He raised his finger, and the slender sword flew out with a whistling sound, a ray of golden light, forcing the guards in front of Pei Yuan to fall back and forth like waves of water, the golden light roared, Pei Yuan felt extremely bright in front of his eyes, something was there Quickly zoomed in and approached the field of vision, before he could raise his hand to block it, he suddenly felt his eyes darken and his face turn cold.

She subconsciously scooped it up with her fingers, and a piece of frivolous thing fell to her palm, the tentacles were soft and cold.

But there was no pain on his face, he only felt the cold wind blowing against his face, Pei Yuan rubbed his fingers, knowing that he didn't know, and looked down, there was a very standard round red brocade in his palm, which was the material of his veil.

Pei Yuan raised his hand to touch his face in a daze, and when he turned his eyes and saw the horrified expressions of the guards around him, he knew that there must be a hole in the veil, exposing his scarred face.

Pei Yuan's eyes darkened, and a mouthful of blood almost spewed out.

After the disfigurement, she kept wearing a veil, and lied to the outside world that she had rubella and could not see the light and the wind. No one had seen this destroyed face with her own eyes. She had always pinned her hopes on Zong Yue, the world-renowned sage of medicine, Although she is young, she has learned from the legendary Yixiangu Yidie, who has superb medical skills and enjoys a very high status in Wuzhou Continent. The Pei family spent a lot of effort to invite Zong Yue, hoping that this holy hand will heal her scarred face. In the future, there will be a day when I will see people again with a stunning beauty.

Today, this wild man actually drew a hole in her veil with a sword, exposing her face that she painstakingly concealed!

This hole seemed to be dug in her heart, piercing the bloody old wound that hadn't healed. Pei Yuan's grief and anger surged up in waves, almost drowning her. She screamed, even her voice changed, broken The tightrope pierces the suffocating and shocking tranquility.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Zhan Beiye swung his long sword horizontally and laughed loudly, "Next hole, poke your barking mouth!"

"Shoot for me!" Pei Yuan stepped back three feet, retreated into the group of guards, flicked his red sleeves, the guards in the front row rushed up, bent their knees and put on their bows, aiming at Zhan Beiye's chest like a bunch of arrows.

The bowstring was creaking and creaking, and it sounded creepy in the silent air, as if the god of death was smiling coldly, waiting for a feast of blood.

Zhan Beiye held his sword, raised his head, sneered, and didn't even look at the chilling arrow array.

One touch and it's ready to go.

"shoot!"