C152 black shadow, red-clothed Luosha

Hearing Zhao Mingzhe's words, Ye Minghua's heart was moved. Within his beautiful eyes, there were faint traces of tears flashing, and as they looked more crystalline, he unhesitatingly placed his small hand into Zhao Mingzhe's palm.

Perhaps it was because the consecutive huge changes had disturbed Ye Minghua's state of mind, but Zhao Mingzhe felt that Ye Minghua's small hand was extremely cold. Exhaling a breath of air, Zhao Mingzhe said to the cultivator guard that was injured:

"Don't head towards the Night City. If possible, go to the nearby city and find reinforcements."

With that said, Zhao Mingzhe held Ye Minghua's hand tightly, using the Floating Willow Body Art and the wind force to fuse, Zhao Mingzhe's speed had reached the peak, all of the arrows that were aimed at him had all missed.

In that moment, Ye Minghua felt as if he was riding on wind, and in no time at all, he was out of the range of the arrows.

Zhao Mingzhe naturally could not stay there. With all his strength, he used the Floating Willow Body Art and quickly rushed towards the Night City with Ye Minghua. After about an hour, Zhao Mingzhe and Ye Minghua had already neared the Night City.

Looking around, all the moat outside the city had traces of blood on it. The stench of blood was still coming from the city, but there were no sounds of fighting.

Ye Minghua's face was somewhat pale.

"Brother Zhe, let's go to my residence first. Quickly!"

Zhao Mingzhe replied as he rushed towards the inner parts of the Night City with Ye Minghua in tow. Just as they arrived outside the gates, they could smell the thick smell of blood. Both of their expressions changed as they moved forward. They saw that on both sides of the street, there were many cultivators and guards, as well as the corpses of ordinary people. Each and every one of them had died miserably.

Ye Minghua turned his head away, his beautiful face filled with an expression of sorrow and intolerance. After the two of them entered the residence, they did not hear any sound. However, corpses could be seen everywhere.

As he walked into the main hall, Ye Minghua, whose face was already extremely pale, subconsciously let out a startled cry as he placed his head on Zhao Mingzhe's shoulder.

Coldness flashed in his eyes and Zhao Mingzhe saw that Steward Feng's head, which was originally in the palace, was currently placed on a table. The expression on his face still retained the painful expression before his death.

A few chairs beside the table had broken limbs placed on them. It was obvious that after Steward Feng died, he was ruthlessly cut into pieces!

Just as Zhao Mingzhe wanted to console Ye Minghua, he suddenly felt a noise behind him, and turned around to block Ye Minghua behind him. Zhao Mingzhe saw a man dressed in black standing there coldly.

The man in black's face was somewhat thin, and there were no eyebrows above his eyes, making him look somewhat strange. On the left side of the man's face, there was a centipede-like scar. With an extremely pale complexion, he looked especially like an evil spirit that had escaped hell.

The man in black took a deep breath. He looked intoxicated, as if he loved the smell of the blood in the room.

"In the end, you still came. You are the person who stole the Green Fruit Saliva, right? Now, do you know how you're going to die? "

This person's voice was like a night owl's. It was hoarse and had a hint of mournfulness, causing one to involuntarily feel a chill in their heart. Before Zhao Mingzhe could reply, Ye Minghua said with a slightly trembling voice.

"You're the one who killed Steward Feng and everyone else in my residence?"

The black-clothed man in front of him laughed silently. The scar on his face trembled as if he was a centipede that had come to life.

"Not only will they die, you will also die!"

As the man's voice faded, Zhao Mingzhe's heart moved, he instantly wielded the sword, but Zhao Mingzhe did not attack the man in front of him, but instead thrust backwards.

As the sword light flashed, the cross shaped Sword Qi roared out, coincidentally, a red clothed hand appeared behind Ye Minghua at this time, a cold and piercing short sword, was instantly blocked by Zhao Mingzhe.

Borrowing the force of the recoil, Zhao Mingzhe pulled Ye Minghua to the left for a while. At this time, the figure of the person who had sneak attacked him from behind had already gradually revealed itself;

This woman's appearance could be considered pretty, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes. The man that looked like an evil ghost coldly snorted and said:

"Interesting. I'm a bit curious, how did you discover that there was someone hiding behind you?"

Zhao Mingzhe's expression was somewhat overcast as he coldly replied:

"Speaking of which, it's also a coincidence. Not long ago, I coincidentally heard from Steward Feng that there was a black shadow in Ghost Gate, red-clothed Luosha. According to these two speculations, you are black shadow, and that red-clothed Luosha is definitely hiding nearby as well. "

"Sure, but your brain is working pretty fast!"

The moment the black shadow's voice fell, the red-clothed Luosha had already said coldly:

"Black clothed, what are you saying to them? Kill them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the red-clothed Raksha let out a loud shout, and suddenly rushed towards Zhao Mingzhe. His eyes turned cold, and the sword in Zhao Mingzhe's hand stabbed outwards.

With a "Chi" sound, the biting cold Sword Qi instantly pierced through the red-clothed Luosha's chest, but Zhao Mingzhe felt that something was wrong.

Subconsciously, Zhao Mingzhe tried his best to feel the changes in the airflow. His eyes turned cold as Zhao Mingzhe took Ye Minghua and retreated to the right while he used his sword to the left!

Zhao Mingzhe saw that the red-clothed Luosha had indeed appeared to his left side. At this time, black shadow had also rushed over in a flash, his five fingers bent, and like an eagle's sharp claws, aimed straight for Zhao Mingzhe's chest.

Using the Floating Willow Body Art, Zhao Mingzhe took Ye Minghua and retreated once more. The long sword urgently pierced the black shadow's palm, and with a "sha" sound, the black shadow's figure disappeared from his sight. Zhao Mingzhe's long sword only pierced through a set of black clothes.

With a cold gaze, Zhao Mingzhe pushed Ye Minghua into a room behind him and then stayed guard at the door with a cold expression.

black shadow, red-clothed Raksha stood in front of Zhao Mingzhe at this moment, and the expression on his face was obviously somewhat dark and gloomy.

"Hand over the green fruit sariras and we can exchange it for our lives. Otherwise …"

"Hurry up and shut up. Do you think I will negotiate conditions with you cold-blooded, cold-blooded animals? Although you two are concealing yourselves, I can already feel that the Essence in your bodies is not sufficient. From the looks of it, you two were probably injured when you tried to assassinate the City Lord. That's right, it is indeed a little strange for you two to use your unique clothes in combination with the Hidden Shadow movement technique. However, unfortunately, I have thought of a method to deal with this kind of martial art … "

"Bullsh * t. Even if we were injured, it's more than enough to kill you. Didn't you want to break our movement techniques? You should break one of them for me to see! "

As his voice fell, black shadow and red-clothed Rakshasi attacked Zhao Mingzhe from the left and right. The two of them looked vague, and their clothes fluttered in the wind, as if they were prepared to use a "Golden Cicada shedding its shell" move at any time.

As he saw the two people's figures getting closer and closer, and the sound of two "sha sha" could be heard, Zhao Mingzhe's heart was moved.

With just a thought, a jar of wine suddenly appeared in his spatial ring. Zhao Mingzhe smashed the jar of wine with his sword, but the liquid that scattered was not wine, but wax!

Zhao Mingzhe flicked his hand and the burning candle was sent flying. It was tainted with the wax of sparks and burned fiercely, and with a loud roar, Zhao Mingzhe swung his sword and sent the burning ball of fire flying again.

Just as black shadow and Rakshasi were about to use their specially made "Golden Cicada shedding" clothes, they didn't expect that their clothes would be directly set on fire after being stained with wax!

Zhao Mingzhe thought to himself in his heart. He had originally planned to use this method to guard against the Rainbow Butterfly Robe, but who would have thought that he would have to use it on these two Ghost Gate killers today?

However, just as Zhao Mingzhe was thinking of this, he suddenly felt that something was amiss. Right at this moment, the window behind him was suddenly shattered with a "bang", and a black clothed man's sword light flashed, directly piercing towards Ye Minghua …