Lu Yunluo knew that she was a three-legged cat, so rushing over rashly might cause trouble. She gently patted the back of his hand with her soft white hand and said, "Be safe."

"Um."

Ji Wujue looked at the masked men, and in a flash, he rushed towards the group of men in black.

Two masked men blocked his way, with warning expressions on their faces, "Young Master, we advise you not to meddle in your own business!"

Ji Wujue sneered.

"I'll take care of today's business."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand swayed slightly, drawing out a series of shadows in the sunlight.

Lu Yunluo didn't have time to see how he took action.

After a few moves, he saw that the two masked men who had stopped him had fallen to the ground.

Soon, Ji Wujue started fighting with the group of masked men.

On the field, Beitang Lingfeng had been seriously injured and was making his final struggle to deal with the masked man.

Just when he thought he would inevitably die today, he saw a familiar figure in the distance.

Is it her?

Beitang Lingfeng smiled.

God has been kind to him.

Before she died, she actually let him see her one more time.

It's worth dying.

There is a "ding" sound.

The sound of the two swords colliding suddenly sounded.

In a blink of an eye, a masked man's long sword was stabbing at a vital part of his chest.

Another long sword steadily blocked the sword thrust by the masked man.

Ji Wujue glanced at Beitang Lingfeng indifferently.

"If you want to die, just say so."

Beitang Lingfeng glanced at the sword that just barely pierced his chest, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Too careless.

With Ji Wujuedi joining in, Beitang Lingfeng knew that his life should be saved.

After all the masked men have been dealt with.

Beitang Lingfeng could no longer hold the long sword in his hand and leaned weakly on the big tree behind him.

He looked at Lu Yunluo walking towards him from a distance.

Suddenly some jealousy arose in Jiwujue.

"Why did you save me?"

Beitang Lingfeng's pale handsome face no longer had the cynicism of the past.

The pair of ever-discharging peach blossom eyes also looked a little serious at this moment.

He didn't feel that his friendship with Emperor Donglan had reached a point where he could save him.

What's more, he thought that his little thoughts could not be hidden from him at all.

Emotionally speaking, he is his enemy.

He couldn't think of any reason why he would save him.

Ji Wujue put away the long sword in his hand.

He looked at Lu Yunluo, who was walking towards him, and said in a calm voice, "Her friend is also my friend!"

Beitang Lingfeng suddenly raised his head and looked at the Donglan Emperor, whom he didn't know much about.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why that girl fell in love with this man.

The yellowed dead leaves fell from the trees.

It fell on Beitang Lingfeng's shoulder.

"Ms. sir, they didn't hurt you, did they?"

Lu Yunluo asked nervously.

She had just seen the masked man almost hurt him several times, and she didn't know if the skin was scratched or not.

Lu Yunluo circled Ji Wujue a few times and felt relieved after making sure that there were no injuries on his body.

Beitang Lingfeng sighed sourly.

"Stinky girl, didn't you see that I was covered in blood?"

Lu Yunluo then turned her attention to him and said, "Here, this is healing medicine."

Beitang Lingfeng was also polite.

Swallowing the medicine in one gulp, "Thank you."

Lu Yunluo took some more trauma medicine and waited for him to deal with it briefly before asking.

"Who did you offend?
Chapter completed!