Chapter 388

"Better look at your hands first." Zishan said softly, with no emotion in her tone.

Hou Xuelin looked at the sword holding hand, a neat bloodshot came out of the skin, the middle finger and ring finger began to split, and watched the arm separate.

"No... No... It can't be!" Hou Xuelin's eyes were shocked. Looking at the purple shirt not far away, he suddenly felt that his neck was a little cold. It seemed that he was moving. The world in front of him was crooked.

Who is the man ahead! Why there is no head, blood like a fountain sprinkled on the sky, and then fall.

Hou Xuelin tried to wipe the liquid on his face, but it didn't work.

No, the clothes of this man look like his own, no... it's impossible... Br >

"Marquis!" Lin Hong exclaimed.

Hou Xuelin's eyes are still moving. They are not dead. It can be seen that gods are not so good to die.

"Take me away!"

Lin Hong quickly hugs Hou Xuelin's head and escapes from the scene. However, he just turns around and sees Zishan.

Purple shirt holding the dragon sword, a split!

The whole world seems to be quiet.

Hou Xuelin was once again divided into two parts. Lin Hong's blood exploded directly on the spot, but Hou Xuelin had a God.

As soon as the purple shirt emptiness catches hold of it, the Yuanshen in the gallop seems to be sucked, and goes straight to the purple shirt small hand!

"What else do you want to do, you ugly woman!" The gods burst out.

Purple shirt did not make a sound, left hand gradually forced.

Hou Xuelin panicked: "purple shirt! What are you up to? Stop it! "

"Purple shirt! At least we are husband and wife. One day husband and wife are so kind! "

"I have no favor with you, only hate!" said the purple shirt in a cold voice

Bang!

Zishan directly drives out Hou Xuelin's Yuanshen!

Money is willful, I don't know how much to refine a yuan God.

Looking at the container, I didn't expect that a Hou Xuelin could rise by a third.

It's just that this scene scared the following people to be silly. Lord Hou is one of the top ten experts. He was pinched by his wife and exploded the yuan Shen. It's so cruel!

And the ancient artifact on the ground was cut in half directly. What kind of weapon has such great power!

This is not a woman at all.

This is a female devil head, female bandit! Murderous female maniac!

In order to save Yihong, Zishan is willing to fall. Yihong has saved herself twice. Zishan understands this kindness. She is not cold-blooded, but also moved by Yihong's tenacity.

In fact, you can see that you are good to her. As long as you break her last line of defense, she will be your person in the future.

Just like the purple shirt now, her heart is all with Yihong. For Yihong, she is here to kill and wash the whole royal palace with blood!

A long time later.

Looking at the container full of blood, purple shirt silently relieved, glanced around, all the bodies!

There is blood on the bluestone, but there is no one alive!

After all this, the purple shirt disappeared in the Lord's mansion.

However, shortly after the disappearance of the purple shirt, a large number of people poured out of the palace and came to the palace.

Not only the Imperial Palace, but also people from all directions are coming here. In the dark, those long dragon like candles are easy to identify.

Several people and horses rushed to the gate of the Lord's mansion. Looking at the whole Lord's mansion, they were full of blood. Countless enemies were shouting and crying!

Part of them are the people and horses from wuma'an, part of them are Che Hongliang, and the prince Zhu Zhengqing is coming from the palace!

The prince has a good appearance and elegant demeanor. His facial features are nothing at all. If you look at him like this, he is really a character.

But wuma'an knows that Prince is very romantic.

At the beginning, I robbed the purple shirt with the prince. It's a pity that it's the prince. Even the prince dare not rob directly.

After all, the Lord and his majesty are sworn brothers!

"I have seen the prince!"

"I have seen the prince!"

Wu Ma'an and Che Hongliang shouted respectfully.

The prince Zhu Zhengqing looked at the palace, and his eyes were solemn: "the prince felt the blood in the palace, and looked at the palace! The prince is worried. He specially leads the guard to check! "

Wuma'an jumped off his horse and half knelt down and said, "Your Highness, Prince, I am a model!"

Chehong can only get off the horse and kneel half, who calls him the prince!

However, all the guards were half kneeling down. Zhu Zhengqing enjoyed the moment and was loved by people.

Obviously, I came to check the Marquis's mansion. As a result, it turned into flattery, and the spirits in it were still shouting.

"Get up."

"Thank you, Prince!"

Zhu Zhengqing took a picture of the unicorn in his crotch. His white fluff was very unique in the team. He was the boss at first sight."Come on! Go and see what's going on in there! " Zhu Zhengqing said in a deep voice.

Two bodyguards said, run to the gate of the Marquis's mansion and push it open!

Boom!

I saw a blood rush out of the mansion, which scared everyone. The prince almost fell off his horse!

Roar! Roar!

Blood awn turns into a face that keeps shouting, and there are more faces in this face, but some blood awns seem to be unable to rush out of the Marquis's mansion, as if they are imprisoned in it.

The passive estimation of the reverse dragon sword, even the purple shirt, is that it can imprison the soul of the dead, so as to achieve the effect of torture.

However, there are countless deaths and injuries in the Lord's residence, and all the enemies have formed blood awns. This kind of thing rarely happens, once in a thousand years!

Che Hongliang looked at the roaring face in front of him and murmured, "this is blood awn!"

After saying this, everyone's face sank down, even though wuma'an was the same, only Zhu Zhengqing was puzzled, what kind of ghost is this blood awn?

"Wuma'an, tell the prince what the blood is?" Zhu Zhengqing asked aloud.

Wuma'an knelt down in a hurry and begged for mercy: "Your Highness, you can't say anything!"

Zhu Zheng snorted coldly, "if you dare not say anything, I will let you say it!"

"But"

"nothing!"

Wu Ma'an looks at Che Hongliang. He doesn't turn his face. The prince asks you to say it, not me.

"Hurry up! Let the prince treat you! "

Wuma'an said in a hurry, "Your Highness, the blood is coming out, and the country is in trouble."

Zhu Zhengqing was stunned after hearing this, and then laughed: "what shit! A blood awn will frighten you to look like this! "

"Your Royal Highness, it's about the National Games. It's better to report it to your majesty!" Che Hongliang suggested.

"The father has already gone to bed. Can't the prince decide this little thing! Come on, go in with the prince and see what's going on! " Finish jumping off the horse, pull out the sword, take the lead!

A sword cuts to the blood awn, the sword tip emits dazzling golden light, and the blood awn is scattered instantly.

In fact, this blood awn is not aggressive, but a symbol of the dead, or a prophecy.