As soon as they crossed the garden path, they saw four or five long necked dead cranes swooping down from the sky.

In a hurry, empress Zhao stared at the short blade of the spirit instrument in her hand and threw it subconsciously. In a moment, the short blade suddenly surged by more than ten inches and turned into a sword, which cut off the head of one of the dead crane.

This short blade of spirit instrument was given to her by arbor.

At the beginning, it was the great ape who seized it from the book of Wei Nan, the fifth highness of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Arbor lent it to Zhao Hou for use. Now it saved her life.

When Zhao Hou was fighting with the rest of the dead cranes, Yi'an had already decided to slip away.

After Zhao finished the work, he looked back and saw that Yi'an had already run to the attic on the other side, and one foot had almost stepped into the attic.

Empress Zhao also hurriedly ran to the past. Now she has played a bit of extraordinary speed. She can't care about her image when running for her life. The hairpin ring rushed to the past in a panic. Just under the steps, she heard a few shrieks of the dead crane in the air.

At this time, she seems to be exhausted in spirit and physical strength after several battles.

So she didn't dare to go back. She hurried up the steps and was about to follow Yi'an into the attic to avoid for a while.

I saw two iron gates in front of me, suddenly they closed in front of me.

Zhao Hou looked at the two closed doors in surprise. She couldn't stop walking for a moment. She banged against the closed door. She put out her hand and beat it hard on the top of the door, saying, "I am, I am, open the door quickly!"

Yi'an is scared to death. He dares to open the door. He quickly presses his back against the door, shivering with fear and shaking his head. "No, I can't. There are too many corpses outside. I can't open the door! "

"Yian!" The queen couldn't believe her ears.

That day and night to show filial piety to her, I wish I could treat her as my mother-in-law, such a quiet, elegant and beautiful princess of Yi'an, how could I treat her like this at a critical time?

As soon as the queen turned around, she saw a group of corpse cranes flying in the middle of the sky. There were hundreds of corpse cranes. She had just dealt with several corpse cranes. Now, where is the strength to continue?

I can't help but whisper: my life is over!

Zhao Hou's face suddenly turned white. He turned his head and patted the tightly closed iron door. "It's better to be safe. It's better to put me in."

Yi'an in the door, once again, put all the thresholds on the door in place. The whole person's body quivered and shrunk, as if he had been rescued from the river. He was wet and sweaty.

No, no! She can't open the door! Thanks to her Kung Fu, she opened the door and died with empress Zhao.

She's still so young. She's only seventeen. She can't die like this.

Anyway, empress Zhao is old. She'll die alone. No, don't drag her down!

"Ah!" Hearing the scream of empress Zhao from the door, Yi An's heart tightly clenched into a ball, reached for the clothes on her chest, murmured, "I'm not selfish, I'm not selfish. I, I just don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! "

She put out her hand to cover her ears, hurried to the attic, hid under the stairs and huddled herself together, shaking and trembling.

Empress Zhao was fighting with the corpses and cranes that came to her. They were sweating.