Yin Yuanyi's eyes were red and he looked crazy, he grabbed Muyan's heart fiercely.
Puchi!
The nails pierced the flesh, and blood spattered.
But Muyan didn't feel the slightest pain.
In front of her, a slender figure was standing quietly, protecting her tightly behind her.
There was a long slit on the thin Tsing Yi.
Under the torn clothes, the back is straight, but the turned-up flesh can be seen, and the bones can be seen deep.
Tsing Yi has long been soaked in blood.
But that figure didn't even shake.
Even bearing Yin Yuanyi's attack, his right hand suddenly raised his sword, piercing the throat of a guard directly.
Muyan's lips moved.
For a while, I felt that my throat was hard and dry, and I couldn't speak.
She wants to ask: "Little uncle, why?"
She wanted to ask: "Little uncle, are you risking your life just to save a nephew?"
But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't even make a sound.
From the bottom of my heart, a vague idea popped up.
But she was quickly snapped back by her.
Now that the situation is critical, it is really not the time to think wildly.
"Little uncle, you are injured!"
Muyan took a step forward, wanting to hand Luo Yunxiao the healing elixir.
But he said coldly: "Stand back, don't come close to me! But don't stay too far away from me."
Luo Yunxiao's voice was rare and harsh.
But Muyan didn't think much about it.
Without hesitation, she withdrew a few meters away, and then sat down cross-legged holding the Tian Moqin.
As the piano sounded, the wound on Luo Yunxiao's back healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And Yin Yuanyi's claws on Luo Yunxiao's chest were also squeezed by his wrist, and he forcibly pulled them out.
The long black nails cut through a large piece of flesh and blood
Muyan couldn't help but feel the pain while watching from the side.
But Luo Yunxiao didn't seem to notice it, she didn't even frown.
Yin Yuanyi's guards rushed over one by one to save their young master.
Luo Yunxiao was seriously injured, and her right hand was still controlling Yin Yuanyi.
But these guards who rushed over were each with a sword.
Later, the ground in front of Chuya Palace was filled with the corpses of Xuanxian's bodyguards.
Blood flowed like a river.
Only Yan Lezhi, who had a broken arm, and the leader of the guards were still alive.
Yin Yuanyi screamed loudly and struggled desperately: "Luo Yunxiao, are you going to rebel?! If you dare to attack me, the father and the backstage will never let you go... Ahh!"
Hearing the clicking sound, Yin Yuanyi's wrist was directly broken.
Luo Yunxiao's eyes were cold, and she turned around and threw the long sword in her hand.
With a whistling sound, the long sword immediately split into three in the air.
The leader of the guards, who rushed over silently and wanted to sneak attack, couldn't even see the trajectory of the flying sword, and felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and abdomen.
Immediately afterwards, he was nailed to the tree severely.
Luo Yunxiao turned around and looked at Yin Yuanyi expressionlessly.
At this moment, Yin Yuanyi finally had a little bit of panic and fear on his face: "Luo Yunxiao, what are you going to do? Do you remember what you promised your father and mother? You swore that you would never do it again. Hurt me, and there will never be another scene of fratricide."
Muyan who heard this from behind was almost shocked by his shamelessness.
She sneered and said: "So, if you want to kill my little uncle, it is not considered as fratricide. My little uncle must bear it, otherwise it is treason. And if my little uncle resists and wants to kill you, it is fratricide." , inhumane? Yin Yuanyi, do your parents know that you are so shameless?"