e "No... you are not allowed to touch them... Even if I die and become a ghost, I will not let you go..." Zhou Cheng's patience was almost exhausted. He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and said coldly He stared at Yun Feng coldly: "Then you go and be a ghost. I want to see if you have this ability..." As he said that, he personally raised the sword and swung it towards Yun Feng. Yun Feng Not to mention resisting, he didn't even have the strength to get up at this moment. He curled up his lips with a sad smile and watched the sword swinging towards him... Is he finally going to be reunited with his father's eldest brother? He originally wanted to Hold on, hold on for a while longer, hold on for his mother, Xiaosi and the others. But now, he feels so tired. He has tried his best, and he can't hold on anymore. His father is dead, and so is his eldest brother. Ninety thousand Yun family troops They are all dead... How can he survive in this world? Yun Feng thought, and there was a dead silence in his heart. He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come. Suddenly he heard a loud shout in his ears: "Second brother ..." Yun Feng's body trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes. What came into view was his sister dressed in black, holding a spear, and galloping towards him. With a clang, Yun Luan The spear in his hand flew out and stabbed straight into Zhou Cheng's palm holding the sword. Zhou Cheng was caught off guard and didn't expect that someone would attack him at this moment. His palm was pierced by the tip of the spear, and in his hand The sword slipped to the ground. He staggered back, his pupils dilated, and he looked at Yun Luan running over in disbelief. "Miss Fourth... why is it you? Why are you here?"

Yun Luan pulled the spear out of his hand, and kicked Zhou Cheng in the heart: "Go to hell..." Zhou Cheng reacted quickly and dodged, avoiding Yun Luan's kick. He held back his hand. Pain in his back, he held the sword with trembling hands and gritted his teeth to fight back against Yun Luan: "I want to see who died today..." He said, and when he was about to take action against Yun Luan, Black Wing held his hand. With the sword, he quickly rushed in front of him, raised his foot and kicked his wrist. There was a click sound, and this kick directly broke the bones of Zhou Cheng's wrist. Zhou Cheng's face turned pale, he dropped the sword in his hand, and hurriedly Holding his painful wrist, he raised his head and looked angrily at Black Wing, who was wearing an iron mask. "Who the hell are you? How dare you hurt me? Are you looking for death?"

Black Wing curled his lips indifferently and smiled, and quickly tapped Zhou Cheng's acupuncture points. Zhou Cheng's skills were completely incomparable with Black Wing's. Black Wing's martial arts had long been practiced to the point of perfection. In front of him, Zhou Cheng, Like an insignificant fish and shrimp. The soldiers watched Zhou Cheng being captured alive, and they wanted to rush over with weapons in hand. Black Wing took out a dagger from his arms, and pressed the sharp sword against Zhou Cheng's neck. He glared Full of anger, he looked coldly at the dark soldiers: "Who dares to rush over? If he dares to take another step closer, I will kill him immediately..." Zhou Cheng was frightened and quickly collapsed and shouted. : "Don't move, don't move, all of you... stand back, all of you, stand back."

He didn't want to die. Yun Fuqing was dead, Yun Shen was dead, his era was coming soon, and his good days hadn't begun yet. How could he be so willing to die? For a moment, those soldiers Not daring to step forward, the Black Feather Guards stepped forward one after another, holding swords in front of them to check and balance each other. Yun Luan rushed to Yun Feng's side, and she knelt on the ground, looking a little helpless as she was covered in blood and broken. Yun Feng with one arm. "Second...Second brother..." Yun Feng raised his eyebrows in a daze and looked at Yun Luan blankly. He said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao...Xiaosi...why are you here?"

Could it be that he is dreaming now? Or is he already dead and his soul has left his body and drifted to Xiaosi's side? Otherwise, how could Xiaosi appear in front of him, thousands of miles away from Kyoto? Yun Luan bit her lip and nodded. Her eyes were scarlet. She shook her hands and held Yun Feng's still healthy left arm. The second brother's right arm had disappeared, just like the eldest brother, they both lost their right arms. Yun Luan's heart ached. Like a knife twisting. "Second brother, I'm here to take you home."

Yun Feng's eyes were dull for a while, and he murmured in a low voice: "Go home? Xiaosi, I only have this broken body left now, can I still go home?"
Chapter completed!