"Yeah!" Hange said firmly, and then he squatted down quickly to avoid the menacing sword strike. Then he swung his arm and swept backwards, directly striking the opponent's bare chest. The tips of his five fingers turned into will-o'-the-wisps. The sharp blade had already pierced the man's heart.
Hange completed this series of actions so quickly that the opponent had no idea how he died, while Qianhua had already taken three steps back, rushed to the lampstand and lit all the candles, making the room bright and bright, making it easier to fight. Because I could clearly smell more murderous aura nearby.
At that time, Hange had already approached Qianhua quickly. The two of them were back to back and carefully observing the movement in the room. Although they were completely confused about where the sudden attack came from, protecting themselves was more important at the moment. Then another man in black broke in through the window. In fact, their parry was not as gentle and weak as those who came. They struck very quickly and cooperated tacitly. No one was left alive within ten moves. In a moment, four or five black-clothed corpses were lying on the ground.
Until someone broke through the door again, Qianhua was about to fly out the poisonous needle, but the man was stabbed in the back and died when the general stepped into the threshold. Qianhua took back the offensive, saw two blue figures flashing in, and respectfully faced the two of them. After a simple ceremony, he spoke sharply: "Ghost Lord and Demon Queen, we are the hidden guards of the Demon Lord. The assassins here are entrusted to us. Please go to the main hall to take shelter for the time being."
Qianhua secretly sighed at Nan Liyue's prophetic wisdom. Although the ancient city rested majestically on the hopeless sea, she did not forget to secretly bury hidden guards to prevent surprise attacks.
So Qianhua was not polite, picked up Hange and left, and at the same time ordered the hidden guards to leave the last one alive...
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The two of them rushed to the main hall. As they passed through the dining room, they glanced at the place where "Qi Rong Rong" would be sharing breakfast. They saw that it was already in a mess and there were many corpses. They thought they would encounter it earlier than Hange's house. At this moment, everyone in the main hall had solemn expressions and furrowed brows. Qianhua looked around, but Nan Liyue and Wuyi Xiaoxiao were nowhere to be seen. He asked them urgently where they were.
"They rushed back to the Demon Realm. Since those people have sneaked into the ancient city, they must have arrived in the Demon Realm first. Although there are many demon generals in the Demon Realm who can resist the invasion of foreign enemies, the Demon Lord also has to go back to preside over the battle." Yao Fang explained. road.
Qianhua nodded, and then arranged the people in the palace with a serious look: "Please Luhe and Fengxuan to protect Tianmu and Yaofangzhu - Master and Hange will go out with me to search if there are any killers hiding in the dark."
Although Nan Liyue had buried a hidden guard, Qianhua was still worried about the hidden dangers. Fengyao and Hange had no objections and both followed her out of the hall.
After leaving the castle, Qianhua looked out, but saw the hopeless sea rising with mist. It must have been set up by the people in the heaven to blind people. It really became more and more despicable and shameless. Even the wind, cloud, thunder and lightning inherited from ancient times have always been selfless. As a result, Qianhua had no choice but to calm down her uneasy mind and arrange the tasks in front of her: "Hange will go to the East Street, Master will go to the West Street, and I will go to the back mountain to take a look. "
At that time, Hange and Fengxuan didn't mess around. They obeyed and went about their business. Although one of them was a dignified ghost king and the other was the prince of the fox clan, they were not people willing to work for the demon world in vain, so for Qianhua's sake, they agreed. Yu did not forget to put forward the conditions "with ulterior motives":
"Huahua, after I come back from my mission, you have to feed me fresh meat yourself!"
"Disciple, when I come back from my mission, you have to feed me sweet nectar yourself!"
Qianhua wiped her sweat. In such a critical situation, they had to eat hedgehog meat, and she had no choice but to accept it. She then turned around and went straight to the flower field at the back of the mountain. After running for a short distance along the flower path, she vaguely noticed what was behind her. Someone is following.
But the breath that followed didn't have any murderous intent, it was just childish!
Qianhua relaxed her guard, turned around helplessly, and faced her with a wry smile: "Why did Master follow me? Do you not want to go to West Street?"
Fengyao twisted her head and pulled at the hem of her sleeves. After hesitating for a long time, she choked out: "The slave family loves flowers more!"
A bolt from the blue, Qianhua almost fell straight down.
This crazy master is becoming more and more perverted now. He can pretend to be a little girl and call everyone "slave family" and "slave family" to him. How can he be embarrassed
Looking up at the colorful flowers all over the mountains and plains, Qianhua secretly sighed that she had really neglected him: "It's my disciple's fault. Master should have been arranged to go to the back mountain. Then Master should be careful when he goes to West Street."
When Fengyao heard this, he immediately danced with joy: "Wow, wow! Apart from the crescent moon, this flower field is my favorite!" After saying this, he ran away and indulged in the sea of flowers. I wonder if he still remembers Qianhua's arrangement for him. What's the purpose of coming here? What if someone stabbed him hiding among the flowers, would he not know how he died
Qianhua felt worried in her heart, and was about to catch up to him and solemnly remind him to be careful, but when she saw him dancing gracefully, he suddenly raised his arms, and a large number of poisonous needles like ox awns flew out from his fingertips, and then came from the flowers. A few groans.
Feng Yao stumbled over and picked up one of the men in black clothes, raised his hand to show off to Qian Hua: "Look, disciple, he was poisoned to death in an instant."
Qianhua wiped her sweat and warned her with a look of shame: "Master, don't use poison, the flowers and plants here will also be poisoned to death."
"It's okay, I have the antidote." After Feng Yao finished speaking, he took out a bottle of jade dew from his arms and sprayed it wildly on the flower bush where the killer lurked. Qianhua was speechless after seeing it. Will it not take long for this ancient city to be destroyed? All the flowers in the city are invulnerable to all poisons, but just one flower can poison people outside the ancient city
So...that's fine!
Qianhua comforted herself and turned back to West Street.
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But at this time, Hange, who was wandering the East Street and couldn't find any killer, stepped into the flower building out of boredom.
There was still nothing in the enchanting and charming place, so he felt disappointed. He originally loved to shake a round fan with pictures of erotic pictures on it, but now that he saw the pictures of beauties all over the wall, he had no urge to get closer to appreciate them, like a pool of water. She lay down on the imperial concubine's couch, tilted her head, and placed it sideways on the coffee table. The whole flower house was shaken before her eyes, but she suddenly noticed that a beauty suddenly walked out of the painting.
That beauty has flirtatious eyes, eyebrows as dark as willows, lips as peach petals, and jade skin as white as snow. Her majestic appearance seems like a world away. She is so familiar yet so strange...
Hange felt that the surroundings were gradually filled with an intoxicating and rich fragrance of flowers, making him drowsy. However, it was not a comfortable state, but his head was heavy, as if he had been beaten and left behind, and he was dizzy... (To be continued) )