"Today, both of you have to die." The black-clothed leader's eyes burst with murderous intent, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely, then took out a bag from his sleeve and sprinkled it on Baili Liumo. Baili Liumo was startled, and quickly tried to avoid the spilled things, but some still got into his eyes. Baili Liumo's eyes hurt so much that he had to close his eyes. He suffered a little from the black-clothed men who were not weak in martial arts because of his hearing.
"It's up to me to say this." Leng Yetong sighed softly when he saw this, calmly pulled the software out of the neck of the man in black, and inserted it into the throat of the other man in black gracefully. , said with a chuckle, "Your Highness, you'd better leave me alive, otherwise, I'll go and empty your palace, giggling."
Baili Liumo didn't respond. To be precise, he didn't have any extra experience to respond. He had to concentrate on the sound of the wind around him. It was just a momentary shock, and there was a wound on his left arm. Blood was oozing out continuously. Leng Yetong frowned slightly. Even if he couldn't see it, Baili Liumo wouldn't have been attacked so badly. Could it be that he had internal injuries before? No, no, there was nothing abnormal when she took his pulse just now. What's going on
"Hey!!" While thinking, there was a wound on her arm. The cool touch and the slight pain made her unconsciously take a breath of cold air. It danced faster, seemingly out of order, but in fact it was unavoidable, coming and going, like a dance of plum blossoms, pierced the throats of one after another in black.
"My lord, you're really in a mess, why don't you beg me, and I'll help you." After Leng Yetong finished dealing with the men in black on his side, he didn't mean to set off to help Baili Liumo, but instead He found a stone and sat down on his shoulders, took out the handkerchief and wiped off the blood stains on the soft sword, looked at the besieged Baili Liumo with a half-smile, and said with a light smile, "How is it, lord? If you still don't let go, I'm afraid you will suffer even more, alas, I really can't bear it."
"Woman, shut up, either come over to help this king, or this king will kill you later." Baili Liumo was angry, waving the ice soul sword in his hand to deal with the man in black by listening, while gritted his teeth, ruthlessly said.
"呲呲呲, it's really not gentle." Leng Yetong flattened his mouth, shook his head, and said dissatisfiedly, then smiled, sat in a different position, and said lightly, "Left rear, right Front, right back, left front, above, underfoot..."
With Leng Yetong as his eyes, Baili Liumo took out the man in black who had been around him and made him suffer a lot with lightning speed. It was dripping with blood, ticking as if singing a prelude to death.
Seeing this, the leader of the man in black was about to retreat, but when he turned around, he was wrapped around his body by a red ribbon, wrapped like a zongzi, and fell to the ground, struggling to get out.
"Tell me, I'd rather know who sent you here." Leng Yetong slowly walked towards the man in black with the soft sword in hand, with a gentle smile on his face, and drew the soft sword on his throat. After a few laps, he smiled lightly, and said, "If your answer is satisfactory to me, I will let you go. If the answer is not good, I will use your blood to sacrifice my sword."