Jiang feibai takes out a dagger inlaid with gems from his boots and slowly approaches Hua Furong's neck. The blood appears slowly. Hua Furong really has no King Kong, and Mo Yufan is really powerful.

"Why? I have reminded him clearly that he can't get angry or run around in the light rain. Why is he so impulsive? "

"Don't blame him. At that time, I was in Baiyu Pavilion. I heard Xiaoyu's sad song. I felt the same. I almost couldn't help it. I was about to rush out to rescue Xiaoyu."

Xiaoyu is usually a cheerful girl, also do not know what experience, there will be so people cherish the mood.

The dagger was lying in front of huafurong's neck, hesitating to cut it off.

In the end, he cut off his head with a knife. If this man is alive, it's really hard.

Mo Yufan frowned, "if you want to cut your head, you can't go outside. It makes my house smell bloody. How can I sleep at night?"

Jiang feibai took out his handkerchief, wiped the dagger clean, and took back his boots again. "What's the matter with sleeping? We have to go to the palace to save Xiaoyu. Those quack doctors, I don't know if they can use it!"

"Bang..." there was a sound outside.

Jiang feibai and Mo Yufan look at each other. Is it Xuanyuan Qi's pursuit?

Two people alert to the door, but see Liushenwuzhu Chang'an holding Yumei's body, step by step forward.

See two people, decadent bow, "Mr. Mo, Jiangmen master."

"Put her down!" Mo Yufan said in a light voice.

"No, I'll hold her. We won't part!" Just like worried that someone will come up to rob people, Chang'an is anxious to hold Yumei alert to retreat.

"How can I save you if you don't put it down?"

what?!

Jiang feibai looks at Mo Yufan in surprise, and feels that he is not listening.

Chang'an was still in a daze, and suddenly responded, "mo... Mr. Mo, what would you say? Isn't Yumei dead? "

He stares at Mo Yufan's lips excitedly, hoping to hear the answer he wants to hear.

"If you don't save her, she's really dead!" Mo Yufan's eyebrows were pale.

"Yes, yes..." Chang'an excitedly embraces and walks into the room. Seeing the young master lying on the bed, his worried eyes flash by.

Put Yumei on the soft couch.

Mo Yufan tears open the clothes at the wound. Jiang feibai turns his back and Chang'an turns his eyes.

"Don't worry about that. Take the wine and deal with the wound."

Mo Yufan quickly tied a silver needle and a gold needle near the wound to seal her heart. "She still has a breath. She is 50% sure!"

Fifty percent

Chang'an is worried.

"Fifty percent is very high. You have to believe him! He is mo Yufan Jiang feibai gave a casual consolation.

"Mo Yufan, now that Dongfang yexuan is like this, you can't leave. I'll just go into the palace myself." Now light rain still don't know the situation, Jiang feibai has been delayed for a long time.

Mo Yufan's hands keep moving, but Chang'an is entangled for a moment. Yumei... She must hope that her wife will be safe.

"I'll go with the master of Jiangmen."

"You still stay..." before Jiang Fei finished his vernacular, a voice came from outside again.

It was Ziqiong Zifei. After they escaped, they came back.

When we retreated, we all came from different directions, so the time we came back was different.

Everyone was more or less injured, came in to see the master safe and sound, and then relieved to take medicine on one side.

"Light rain... Light rain, don't, don't..." the hand of Dongfang yexuan on the bed is flying in the air, like to catch something, suddenly wake up.