Chapter 133

No, Wei Jingyao!

The name suddenly appeared in Xie Fuyao's heart. There was such a big fire that Wei Jingyao could not be hiding in the Chu palace now.

But when Xie Fuyao looked around, he didn't find the shadow of Wei Jingyao.

His moon white clothes should be the best one to recognize. It's impossible for him not to see them. Does it mean that Wei Jingyao is not here at all.

No, something's wrong. Xie Fuyao's brain exploded. Arson is not the purpose, it's just to lead the snake out of the hole.

This cognition makes Xie Fuyao shudder. She does not care about the others, and runs to the direction of Chu palace.

Xie Fuyao's throat is tight, and his palms are covered with wet and greasy sweat. A bad premonition is spreading in his heart.

They are trying to attack the West and use the fire to draw everyone's attention outside the city, but the real target is actually Wei Jingyao!

When he found out that Huoguang Wei Jingyao must be very anxious, he would choose the nearest road from the Chu palace to the outside of the city.

Out of the Chu palace is gongyue street, then Shiya street, Shoujing Street... The image of the street flashed quickly in Xie Fuyao's mind.

It's too slow to run in this way. Xie Fuyao looked around and secretly got on a carriage to carry water.

Their assassination will never be in a conspicuous position. The route of the water transport convoy is from zouma street to Shoujing street, while Shiya street is in a dark place where no one pays attention.

Xie Fuyao jumped out of the carriage, turned and slipped into an alley. The thick smell of blood reverberated in the air.

There is a curfew at night. Most people don't come out at night. In addition, the guards in the city go outside the city to put out the fire. This will become a secret place to kill.

Too late to think too much, Xie Fuyao ran forward with all his life. Just after crossing an alley, an irresistible force came from his shoulder.

Like gravity, he pulled himself in the past. His neck was cold and dazzling, which made Xie Fuyao unable to open his eyes.

However, the smell of Mulan hidden in the blood made Xie Fuyao react quickly, and his strong desire for survival rose from his heart.

"Lord, it's me!"

The sharp blade brought a string of blood beads on the tender skin. Wei Jingyao's eyes contracted and quickly took back his actions.

Although the person in front of him was very embarrassed, his peach blossom face was very bright in this dangerous night.

Looking at Xie Fuyao's lost beauty, Wei Jingyao was afraid. If she said half a minute later, she would not be able to hold the sword in her hand.

"Why are you here?" Wei Jingyao lowered his face and said coldly, "if I found out that it was your enemy, not me, you would have died thousands of times."

At the thought of her dangerous action just now, Wei Jingyao couldn't restrain his emotion.

"I'm afraid... Someone is against you." Xie Fuyao is calm, but she can't hide her slightly trembling voice.

Wei Jingyao's throat is rolling. There is a kind of unspeakable emotion lingering in her heart. She is worried about herself.

"Be careful!"

The roaring wind mixed with sword Qi stabbed him from behind. Wei Jingyao pushed Xie Fuyao away, and the sword came out of its sheath to block the fatal blow.

It's the assassin who just chased him. It seems that his target is his head.

The tiles on the roof didn't escape Wei Jingyao's ears. There were at least three people on them. Their safe return showed that their bodyguard was dead.

In the face of an opponent who is better at martial arts than himself, he is reluctant to win one book, not to mention three people to help.

Wei Jingyao was annoyed that his move was too dangerous. He not only put his life here, but also implicated Xie Fuyao.

Two long cold swords are waving in the wind, full of desolate meaning of killing.

Because there are three killers behind, Wei Jingyao dare not be too far away from Xie Fuyao. He can only crack the killing moves from the enemy in this limited space.

Xie Fuyao was shaken by the sword Qi in front and fell to the ground.

In the distance, three silver lights were playing with the meteors in the sky. They stabbed themselves at a speed that ordinary people could not match.

Wei Jingyao felt the strong intention of killing from behind, but he was devoid of skills.

Two long swords are like two whirlwinds whistling. You chase me, you come and I go, just entangled together.

Wei Jingyao pressed the word "run" tightly in his throat. Facing three assassins with such high martial arts skills, running away is tantamount to seeking his own death.

Strong fear devours Wei Jingyao's will, and the cold sweat behind him has soaked his shirt.

"Don't..."

Wei Jingyao cried out, trying to stop the tragedy, but he didn't notice that the sword behind him had fallen down, aiming at his own heart.

Xie Fuyao closed his eyes. It seems that he will die this time, and he just ran out to die. The death of this life seems more absurd.

The weapons collided and burst out a strong spark. A long knife stopped the three swords in front of them and blocked them all back with the momentum of overturning the river and the sea. A long sword in front of him lies in the back of the sword and Wei Jingyao. Seeing that Xie Fuyao is OK, Wei Jingyao responds quickly. With the sword in hand, he stabbed the assassin in the chest. The assassin was forced to retreat and take back the long sword to block his chest. Wei Jingyao looked coldly at the two men in black in front of him. He knew the knife himself. He once had a fight with one of them that night in Songjian inn. Although it is not clear what their purpose is, from the current situation, it seems that they are not malicious. In fact, xuanwuyi didn't want to save Wei Jingyao at the beginning, but his boss was too powerful. A long knife blocked the attack of three people. I couldn't stand by and watch the play, so I just pulled out the knife. The long knife assassin was one against three, but he didn't fall behind. The three handles were restricted everywhere. Although he had the advantage of more people, he didn't get any advantage. The other assassin was killed by Wei Jingyao and Xuanwu. Xie Fuyao has not yet recovered his mind. He looks at everything in front of him, and almost forgets to close his mouth. The situation just now was so dangerous that now I still feel cold and numb“ Miss Xie, are you ok? " Wei Jingyao reaches out his hand and pulls Xie Fuyao up. Seeing that she has no trauma, he is relieved“ If you don't have this ability, you still want the hero to save the United States. Oh, no, it's the United States who saves the hero. Isn't that a way to die? " Xuanwu holds the knife and sneers. Xie Fuyao was a little stunned, which reflected that he was talking about himself. Sure enough, a strong sense of fear would make people confused