Xiao Zifeng's pupils shrank slightly, and these little silk tips seemed to be real and there was no false move at all.

Even though I know that only one thing is true, she is so fast that it is so fast that it is dazzling and so fast that you can't even see your eyes, so don't say anything about reaction.

Xiao Zifeng danced a short sword to protect herself, and the person flew back. However, although she retreated quickly, she could not resist the length of the ribbon and quickly retreated to the edge of the ship. At this time, Huangfu Yue's ribbon turned into a line, and suddenly became a sharp sword that shook straight, and stabbed Xiao Zifeng with care.

Xiao Zifeng had no choice but to retreat. Her feet were on the edge of the boat and her body was tilted. Facing the sharp blow of the long silk like a sword, she gritted her teeth and blocked it. At the same time, the short sword in her left hand suddenly flew towards Huangfu Yue.

Huangfu Yue sneered, raised her sleeves, and the wind knocked the dagger away, and the tip of the long silk in her hand also pierced into Xiao Zifeng's heart. However, the dagger in Xiao Zifeng's right hand was slightly tilted.

Xiao Zifeng groaned and fell backwards. The water splashed, and she fell into the river. Her blood quickly stained the river with a large amount of blood.

The boat is all red.

It was stained red by Xiao Zifeng's blood.

If a person is careful to be hit, blood flows like a stream, and falls into the heart of the river, he must have died so much that he cannot die again.

Huangfu Yue looked at the bloody smoke on the water surface and said coldly: "It's better to die!"

She slapped the stern of the boat, and the water flowed, and the boat immediately moved forward.

After a few more palms, the boat leaned towards the shore.

When she was seven or eight feet away from the shore, she lifted the oars and threw them to the water surface. The oars floated on the water. She jumped up and fell on the oars, and then fell together, and fell steadily on the shore.

Guzhou, Mingjian Villa.

It was the darkest moment before dawn that Su Zixian was fighting bloody.

Shi Tianqi, Hua Xie, Situ Wen and other managers were all trapped in a siege.

A month ago, the four worshippers and the four elders guarding the Xuanyue Sword saw that Yan Qingrui had not come to search for the Xuanyue Sword for a long time, and they were afraid that Yan Qingrui would leave because they had abandoned the sword. After obtaining Su Zixian's consent, they simply took the sword with them and went to search for Yan Qingrui.

Su Zixian could not disagree. Their responsibility was to protect the Xuanyue Sword. The Xuanyue Sword had already recognized his master, so they should follow the Xuanyue Sword master for advice.

They were originally free, and even the owner of Mingjian Villa could not drive them.

Although Yan Qingrui had told them to wait at Mingjian Villa, after so long, Yan Qingrui didn't even want to come back to see it. They were waiting for a month and a month, but it was rare that they could not bear it until now.

The eight people left the villa for only a few days. Due to the disaster in Fengzhou, Mingjian Villa received a message from Wanyu Hall. The owner ordered Wanyu Hall to pay money, Jingzhou, Qianzhou and Guzhou to pay money, but not money to help transport food and disaster relief.

Su Zixian transferred most of the experts in Mingjian Villa to assist in the clearing of the tunnels, and half of the children were not in the village.

Unexpectedly, Su Yechen came to attack at this time.

Su Yechen was frightened by Zhou Xingyun that day and felt unwilling to accept it, especially after knowing that Su Zixian was not dead, but returned to Mingjian Villa, he was planning how to retake Mingjian Villa in one fell swoop.
Chapter completed!