Chapter 194

At that moment, Meng engchuan stood still, and Nangong Jinyuan's shrill to tone changing voice was beside his ear.

"Meng Lang --"

however, at the moment of the dagger sticking to his neck, the man suddenly stopped. The knife whirled in his hand and fell to the ground with a clang.

Luo Zixiao, under the gaze of Meng engchuan and Nangong Jinyuan, falls down straight.

Nangong Jinyuan didn't return to his mind for a long time, "how... What's going on?"

Meng forgetchuan wiped off the bloodstain on his neck. "I have seven steps of soft smoke on my body, but it takes some time for this medicine to volatilize, so I have to deal with him first. I didn't expect that Luo Zixiao is still alive..." he looked around and said, "it's not too late. Let's go first. Do you have any strength?"

Nangong Jinyuan said, "I don't know what I was fed. I just feel very tired in my limbs. Meng Lang, why don't you go first? If you go to find my sister, she will have a way. I... I can stay here for another moment."

Her white face is clearly full of fear, but she constantly urges Meng to leave. The man is helpless and moved, "are you kidding? How can I leave you behind? Besides... "He looked around," I can't leave. "

After the rockery came a low laugh, followed by, in all directions lit countless torches, two people in the center.

Meng forgetchuan pulled Nangong Jinyuan behind him. He saw a cloak coming out from behind the rockery and stroked his hands slowly. "It's you. The solitary King left for a moment. Those two useless slaves can't see you."

Meng went back two steps. "I'm just trying to protect myself by this trivial skill. You can take my life away at any time, but it has nothing to do with Jin Yuan. Everyone is a man. I think the Lord will not force me to submit with a woman? "

Xiao Yunjing idly played with his Mo Yu Kuan Jie. "On the one hand, she is your sweetheart, but on the other hand, she is the second young lady of Nangong family. If you let her go, you should give him a convincing reason."

Meng is in silence. He suddenly understood why his mother said to himself before she died that she would never give all her heart to others. It would be a weakness to be careful all her life. Once she was pinched, she would never be able to turn over.

He looked at the girl's eyes and eyebrows, and suddenly he laughed.

This is the feeling.

Worried about gain and loss, I was afraid that she would hurt Fen Fen Fen, and that she would lose everything for her sword.

Although Nangong Jinyuan is a Fenghuo temperament, she comes forward to hold the man's hand, "forget Chuan, don't yield to him for me! The big deal is death. What's the big deal? We're married. I haven't seen or tasted anything? Die, die

Meng nianchuan held the girl's hand and nodded slightly.

"How are you staying?"

Xiao Yunjing closed his cloak and held out three fingers. "I want you to swear to me with your life and soul. You must do your best to do three things. The second lady of Nangong is young, and the lonely king can't bear her to die. But if the miracle doctor doesn't want to cooperate, then she is just a member of Nangong family. "

He looked at Meng engchuan from afar and held out a hand.

The palm stretched out like a call from hell Shura.

As soon as the Sanskrit stopped, she heard the noise outside. It seemed that a torch lit up and projected it on the carved window lattice to extinguish a small piece of light. She stood up slightly, "ling'er."

The maidservant answered, although the white veil was wrapped on her forehead, her attitude was still respectful, so she said, "what can I do for you, little master?"

The girl kneaded her eyebrows. The weariness on her face did not fade away. "What is the movement outside?"

Ling'er said in a low voice, "maybe they are practicing exercises in your house. It's so easy for the little master to sleep for a while. Do you want to get up? It's better to have a rest. "

Sanskrit did not pay any attention to it. He sat up straight, loosened his temples, and then got out of bed. "I'll go and have a look. I can't sleep even if I want to."

The girl's face turned pale in an instant. "Little master..." called in a hurry, but did not dare to stop it. Seeing Sanskrit passing through the lotus yellow pear screen, she could only greet the two watchmen on the porch with her hands, "what are you still stupefied about? Keep up with the little master!"

Fanyin holds a long sword and exerts his lightness skills. The whole person is like a swallow flying on a beam. It is the master trained by Xiao Yunjing, the two men. It is not easy to follow up.

"Little master, it's dangerous ahead!"

"Little master can't --"

when Sanskrit hears the voices of those people, she turns a deaf ear. Somehow, she has a kind of inexplicable intuition guiding her forward. It seems that there is someone in front that she must meet.

Soon, she heard the jingling sound of swords and swords coming from the front. Since Xiao Yunjing helped her to practice martial arts, she was particularly sensitive to these sounds. As soon as she heard it, she felt excited. So she stepped up her pace to catch up with her. Sure enough, on the stone platform of the side yard, a group of people were surrounded by the white clothes flying up and down. It was obvious that these were Xiao Yunjing The elite people around him, but the white clothes are so charming that they circulate among the people. Although they can't claim to be in the top position, they are also very skillful.The heart of Sanskrit suddenly trembled, just for a moment.

This person... Look at her back. If her intuition is right, she has seen it.

He has appeared in those fragmented dreams for countless times, smiling at her tenderly, pinning a bunch of Tang pears on her temples, playing music for her with leaves, and holding her hand to teach her to read the book of songs word by word...

"thief, how dare you In the twinkling of an eye, the calculation has been done. The Sanskrit's voice makes a sharp drink. The sword has already taken off its sheath and breaks through the crowd and forces it straight to the man.

Looking back, the man is a delicate scholar's face. He seems to be very surprised and subconsciously murmurs a name, "... Suiyi?" In an instant, the sword movement slowed down three points, and the left arm was hit by a knife from the side of the body, and the blood flowed out.

Sanskrit ignored, and the sword shook a flower in his bright wrist and stabbed at the man's face, "boy, you dare to enter the palace and seek death!" Although the words are merciless, the sword does not use ten percent of its strength. It is soft and soft, and it is very flighty. How can a man not see through it? In an instant, he grabbed the blade, and with the help of the force, he put the bright sword blade on the girl's neck, "all back down, and I'll kill her who comes near again!"

Although he has a gentle face, his clothes are stained with blood and his eyes are sharp. No one can doubt whether he really dares to start and no one dares to gamble. For a while, the encircling circle quickly expands and disperses. The leader yells, "we are all people of the river. I respect you, but you threaten me with a little girl. You can't help winning?"

Yan Yi sneered and said, "I won't win? Do you want to be shameless? When a group of you besieged me, did you talk about morality and morality in the world? As a person in the river and lake, but you are a court hawk dog. How dare you put these four words on yourself

His words were sharp and cruel, but Sanskrit couldn't help laughing. He managed to make an angry and afraid expression on his face. He also heard the man say, "and, are you really blind? What kind of character is this little girl? If she is really a servant girl of your family, can you be so nervous? "

"Stand back! Make way for me He said in a cold voice, "otherwise, it's worth my while to be buried with a beautiful woman today!"