broken bottle.
A pure soul soars high into the sky.
Mu Yi's expression was dull for a moment.
Crushed
Qing Hui actually...
He took out the spare soul porcelain bottle from his arms. Fortunately, he had already thought about it. He was afraid that the porcelain bottle would be destroyed inadvertently, and he always carried spares.
thump—
Mu Yi just took out the porcelain bottle.
Qing Hui punched up.
The fist landed on Mu Yi's arm, and the huge force shook Mu Yi's arm to the point of pain.
The hand loosened involuntarily.
The porcelain bottle slipped from his hand, Mu's eyes widened, and he wanted to reach out to pick it up.
But it was blocked by Qing Hui.
slap.
Broken again.
This is the last vessel that can carry the soul!
"Qing Hui!"
Mu Yi grabbed Qing Hui's collar tightly.
"Don't you want your wife to be resurrected?"
"I don't want to." Qing Hui pushed Mu Yi away and smiled wanton, "I'm really sorry for letting your wishful thinking come to nothing."
Suddenly, a long sword appeared in Qing Hui's hand.
Mu consciously retreated backwards, holding a long sword in his hand to defend the enemy.
pity.
Qing Hui didn't want to fight with him, but urged the long sword to completely break the spirit of her wife in the hall.
"Qing Hui!"
"Aya, you are free."
He watched helplessly as the soul disappeared from his eyes, and the lines of clear tears fell uncontrollably from the dark blue eyes.
No one can understand at all.
Every sword he swung just now made his heart hurt.
"Qinghui, it seems that you are determined to do the right thing with us."
Mu Yi can be considered to understand, in fact, Qing Hui never wanted to partner with them from the beginning.
He pretended to be empty and submissive.
For the scene of breaking the porcelain bottle.
"Since that's the case, I'm too lazy to waste my words on you."
"You thought you resisted, and now there are all our people outside the Qing's mansion."
"Obey or die!"
boom! ! !
Suddenly, there was a loud roar in the hall.
Mu Yi frowned deeply.
Not long after, someone rushed from outside the hall and went to Mu Yi's ear and talked for a long time.
"Damn!"
"Catch her for me!"
As soon as the voice fell, Mu Yi also ran outside the hall.
The Qing family is not important.
The most important thing is Qing Yu, the young lady of the Qing family, she is the person that Lord Huo asked for by name.
Never let her run away.
"Depend on!"
"There are too many people."
Led by Ye Zichen, Huajianrou and several others were trapped under the corner of the backyard of Qingfu.
Still a little late.
Although Ye Yechen's fire caught the aborigines by surprise.
But there is a gap in strength and a gap in the number of people.
Let their plans to escape from the backyard fail.
"Go through the front door."
Ye Zichen frowned, and during this period he kept contacting Han Qing.
Now wanting to break through from here, relying on the strength of a few of them is no longer enough.
"The main entrance, shouldn't there be more people at the main entrance?" White frowned, who didn't like talking very much, "We can't even rush out here, if the main entrance..."
"Listen to the future."
Hua Jianrou opened her mouth, and the battle axe in her hand slashed fiercely on the head of an aborigines in front of her.
The blood mixed with the brains and splashed on the face of Hua Jianrou.
Monroe and Bai Bai couldn't help being stunned, and Rou Hana swallowed her saliva.
kill.
In fact, this is her first time.
"go!"
Huajian Rou wiped the sticky substance on her face vigorously, and jumped back to the wall, followed by the others.
"kill!!!"
Weapons are handed over, and the fighting is endless.
When Ye Zichen and the others came to the front yard, it had become a battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke.
A member of the Qing clan.
Aboriginal people brought by Muyi.
The two sides fought bravely and fearlessly together.
"Has it started yet?"
Ye Zichen frowned deeply, signaling everyone not to go out.
Qing Yu, who had been dragged by the flame rat, looked at the scene in front of him with fear in his pupils.
"Qing Hui!"
boom-
Suddenly, two people flew out from the top of the mansion.
One of them was bathed in flames, and in front of him was Qing Yu's father, Qing Hui.
"father!"
Qing Yu shouted.
Mu Yi and Qing Hui, who were standing on the house, both saw Ye Zichen and others squatting in the corner of the house, and also saw Qing Yu who was being protected by them.
"Catch her!"
Mu, who was bathed in flames, shouted, and at the same time, he swooped down.
en route-
Qing Hui shot to stop it.
At this time, Qing Hui looked towards Qing Yu, with the kindness of fatherly love in his eyes.
Immediately, he looked at Ye Zichen again.
The two looked at each other.
After that, Qinghui nodded gently towards Ye Zichen, and Ye Zichen also nodded.
Under Mu Yi's order, those aborigines rushed towards Qing Yu like crazy, ignoring the members of the Qing clan on the way.
"Protect Miss!"
The Qing clan shouted, Ye Zichen stared.
"rush out!"
熋—
Fire is coming!
Ye Zichen rushed in front, the flames wrapped around his body, and when he saw the person, he threw the flames, then took out the long sword behind him, and slashed the neck of the aborigines.
The blood spurted splashed onto Ye Zichen's face.
Monroe, White, Flame Rat, and Qing Yu who were standing at the back were all trembling with fright.
They never killed anyone.
Even if it was a fight before, it was a fight, and murder is not the same nature at all.
They are all protected by the clan to grow a little bit.
This scene is the first time.
"die!"
As the eldest sister among the few, Rou Hanama rushed ahead with a battle axe, paving the way for her younger siblings.
She was also afraid.
But it is her responsibility.
"Miss Rou."
Suddenly, Monroe shouted, and Hanamaru turned back sharply, and was slashed in the arm by the aborigines.
The left arm was directly cut off.
The battle axe in his hand also fell to the ground.
"Depend on!"
The number of aboriginal people is too large, and the members of the Qing family can't resist it.
Although they have been fighting for Qing Yu.
But there are still more and more aborigines in front of Ye Zichen.
itself-
In this team, Ye Zichen was the only one who dared to kill, and Hua Jianrou was also fighting for her younger brother and sister, and no one else could count on it.
Now Huajianrou is seriously injured, and Ye Zichen is the only one left.
The situation is dire.
If they can't break through, they can only retreat.
The aborigines in the backyard have also rushed in.
"die!"
Ye Zichen gritted his teeth and fought at the front with a long sword.
They have no way out.
At this time, even if you want to go offline, you can't do it.
Either kill it.
or die!
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"What the hell are you doing, you can only die if you sit still, hold your weapons, and fight!"
Ye Zichen shouted, looking at the frightened children behind him.
puff-
Another sword attacked the aborigines, the rolling heads fell on their side, and the lips that scared them turned white.
"What the hell are you doing!"
"Fight!"
Ye Zichen felt that the sword in his hand was a little dull, but he still waved his blade, protecting them from rushing forward.
puff-
At this moment, a sword stabbed in his abdomen.
He gritted his teeth and used the sword to cut off the blade, which was inserted into his abdomen, and slashed at the neck of the aborigines with red eyes.
"Death to Laozi!"
With a sword swing, more and more wounds on Ye Zichen's body.
Hua Jianrou gritted her teeth and picked up a long sword from the ground, ignoring the condition of her left arm, her eyes were hideous.
"Go to hell!"
thump—
Suddenly, Ye Zichen flew back and fell heavily on the ground.
Several aboriginal swords were slashed at the same time, he raised his sword to block, tilted his head and looked at them.
"Fight!"
Hua Jianrou was cut again and knelt on the ground.
Ye Zichen was held up by several aborigines and unable to move.
White, Little Loli, and Fire Mouse watched this scene.
The trembling hands slowly stopped shaking.
Hold the weapon in your hand!
puff-
Lines of blood splattered on their faces.
Especially white, it was so dazzling when the blood fell on her veil.
"Go to hell!"