A iron-blooded word was thrown out, and a white light flashed in the wind. Lesang, who was still on the roof at the last moment, came to Chu Yun's side the next moment, and his sharp claws grabbed the key points.

As the first guard of the Ning Prince's Mansion, Chu Yun was not a vegetarian. He quickly hid to the side. With a hissing, the clothes on his chest were grabbed in Lesang's hands and torn to pieces.

With one move, Le Sang's face did not change at all. He waved his bare hands and grabbed the void. A force chased Chu Yun like a substance.

Chu Yun, who had just avoided the attack, had a slightly pale face. He flew up and broke through the sky with a sharp sword. Under the bright moon, he cut down at Lesang with a killing momentum.

However, Lesang did not dodge or avoid it. He snorted coldly, and the flute in his sleeve suddenly slid out, raising it with one hand, but he saw that the power in his palm was pouring on the flute, and it directly met the tip of the sword that was chopped down.

"clang."

When the two hard machines met, the extremely crisp sound was particularly clear in the cold night, almost shaking the eardrums.

A white wave of light spread out at the moment when the sword tip faced the piccolo, and the entire backyard almost shook for a few moments, which showed the two of them fighting all their strength.

Lesang looked at the piccolo that was shining light in the night and raised her eyebrows. It really didn't disappoint her. The quality of this thing was pretty good.

If you can't play the sound, it's not impossible to use it to resist sharp blades.

Rumble.

Just then, a strange sound came. The man in black who was worried that he would be affected by the power of Lesang and Chu Yun and left far away changed slightly, and he looked at the green plants in the yard in surprise.

Yes, these things are moving.

At this moment, there was no wind, and all the plants seemed to be spiritual, shaking slightly.

The most prominent thing is that a vine suddenly grew on the towering ancient tree in the center of the backyard that blocked the sun for the white jade platform.

this………

Lesang also noticed it and raised his eyebrows.

He looked at Chu Yun, who was still trying to shake off the flute in her hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his lotus steps moved slightly. He suddenly withdrew his force, took a few steps back, and retreated directly to the towering ancient tree.

Rumble.

Another strange sound came, and Lesang clearly felt the vines leaning against his back suddenly retracted into the ground like a swimming snake. Soon, all the plants returned to peace, and everything was in a flash.

And the piccolo in her hand seemed to be a little weaker.

"Boom." Lesang suddenly withdrew his power strangely below. Chu Yun, who was unable to contain the water, suddenly hit the ground. With a deafening sound, a huge pit was suddenly blasted out of the backyard of Prince Ning's Mansion.

Dust is flying, and thick smoke is rolling.

Seeing this, Lesang didn't care about the mystery in the flute. His figure swayed and rushed directly into the vast smoke and dust. He smiled bloodthirstyly, and his sharp claws grabbed Chu Yun's throat, whose vision was blurred.

"Keep people under your command."

Just as he was about to break Chu Yun's neck, a panic sound suddenly came, extremely anxious.

Le Sang was stunned and looked over. He saw a servant who was not astonishing and ran into the backyard, and kneeled in front of her and Chu Yun with one kick.

Chu Yun, who almost died of death, glanced at him and his face changed drastically.

This is not, this is not...

Lesang did not miss these things, his eyebrows were slightly dark, and he looked at the servant and asked, "Who are you?"
Chapter completed!