The long sword, which was heavy in Xie Mingyuan's hand before, was gently lifted up and reflected the penetrating cold light in the moonlight. The people in black opposite suddenly felt a burst of cold on their bodies. After looking at each other, they all put away their contempt, picked up their weapons and looked at the man in front of them warily.

Yuan Ming casually took a sword flower, released his hand holding Wen Xiao, turned his head and whispered to her, "just wait for me for a while, I'll be right away."

Wen Xiao nodded subconsciously, and then watched Yuan Ming rush up with his sword.

The group of people in black didn't expect that he still hid such strength. For a moment, the man easily broke into the core area of the enemy. Before the commander who had been hiding behind had time to cry out, he was cut off his throat by a flash of sword light.

Although this man wears the same clothes as others and hasn't spoken from beginning to end, according to his position, the class never plans to make a move. Yuan Ming knows that he is the most key person.

"You -" the leader of the others was unable to rescue. After a cry, he could only watch the gold Lord die in front of him.

"The person who sent you has died. If you don't run now, do you think he will let you go when the leader behind the scenes finds that his capable men have died here?" Yuan Ming hooks his lips, "you are all hired by him with money. It's just a money transaction. Why take your own life for such a person?"

The leader in black hesitated for a moment and thought of the neat way Yuan Ming had just killed. He knew that he couldn't get good if he went on like this, so he had to say to his brothers, "withdraw!"

Wen Xiao stared at the group of people in black withdrawing from the alley.

Yuan Ming took his sword back into its scabbard, brushed his spotless sleeve, and came back to Wen Xiao.

Scattered shouts came from afar.

As soon as Xiao Quan received the news from the young man, he immediately took people everywhere to look for it. Fearing that it would hinder Wen Xiao's reputation, he had to order someone to call her nickname.

Although the girl's nickname is not easy to be known, but now the situation is urgent and can't care so much.

"Tian Tian -"

"Tian Tian -"

Xiao Quan was the first to bear the brunt. He looked around the street and didn't let go of any suspicious place. At the moment, others had reached another alley not far away.

Wen Xiaogang wanted to promise loudly, and Yuan Ming's hand fell on her lips.

"Tian, Tian?" the man's low voice sounded in Wen Xiao's ear. "Sure enough... People are like their names."

Wen Xiao widened his eyes in surprise. At the moment when he looked at Shang Yuanming, his body suddenly stiffened.

"Who are you?" Yuan Ming just let go of his hand, and the girl's slightly trembling voice came out. "You're not brother Mingyuan... Who are you?"

Yuan Ming narrowed his eyes and looked down at her alert look.

"Ming, yuan, brother, brother?" the man repeated word by word, and then sneered, "why do you like him so close?"

Wen Xiao glared at him without giving in. "Who the hell are you? Where's brother Mingyuan?"

"I'm Yuan Ming," the man's hand gently touched the girl's soft cheek and said hoarsely, "you've forgotten me, haven't you?"

Wen Xiao only felt that the air pressure of the person in front of her was getting lower and lower. She was afraid that she would be beaten again. She immediately didn't dare to speak provocatively. She just made a disgusting appearance and avoided Yuan Ming from touching her hand.