"I saw it, isn't it to test whether your sword skills have improved?"
Xiling Jinyue's expression was still faint, and Xiling Jinli was speechless. Even if she wanted to test her, there was no need to test her own life.
However, at this time, he had no extra time to think about other things, because he had already struggled to resist Yuwen Haoyu's offensive. He was about to suffer a loss, but he saw the sound of fighting coming from behind the hall.
Then he broke into a familiar figure.
It turned out to be a black tiger. Xiling Jinli said in surprise. Unexpectedly, he came too. He was like Luo Ling before, thinking that the guy fighting hard outside was Yuwen Haoyu, but in the end he saw it clearly.
It turned out to be Zhang Shaoliang, who had fought with him. That guy was very skilled and extremely agile. Even though he was surrounded by a large army, he could not hurt him at all.
At this time, the black tiger, who was once called "Dark Guard" in the Central Plains, was cold with an iceberg-like face, strode towards Yu Wen Haoyu, and stepped forward with one hand and blocked back to Xiling with one hand.
Jinli's attack then grabbed Yuwen Haoyu's arm and dragged him out.
"Black Tiger..."
Yuwen Haoyu looked at him in a little surprised. He thought that the Black Panther was coming, but now, it doesn't matter who comes, but what matters is whom he killed.
His spirit was still lying on the cold ground. Maybe he had no breath anymore. He could not leave her, let her stay here alone, can not...
Yuwen Haoyu suddenly pulled his arm back, but before he could walk back two steps, he was pulled by Heihu again and dragged it out hard. At this time, many soldiers had already come from Jinli in Xiling.
The tiger pulled Yuwen Haoyu, who was almost crazy, blocked the guards that were constantly blocking him, and rushed towards the back door.
Looking at Luo Ling, who was lying on the ground and closing her eyes tightly, became more and more distant from him, Yu Wen Haoyu felt as if he was ashamed.
All of this was done by him, and he personally wiped the sword out of her body, and... he ruined her life with his own hands. It was impossible, absolutely impossible, this must be a dream.
How could he hurt his Ling'er? He didn't have time to love her, why is this happening? She was obviously here to save her, but she stood at the door of the tent and shouted his name loudly, and was still shaking in front of her.
Holding his hand tightly, the temperature remained in the palm of his palm.
How could it be like this...
At that moment, he wanted to step forward and hold the body that was gradually losing his life in his arms, even if it was just a word of time.
Let him stay where she was most afraid and lonely, his Ling'er said it was cold, but he could not give him a warm embrace.
What happened to all this? Yuwen Haoyu has never been so eager. Desire to God is a huge joke on him.
In fact, he was just dreaming. When he woke up, he saw Luo Ling sleeping peacefully in the room of Yunshui Inn.
Yuwen Haoyu was finally pulled out of the tent by Heihu. Heihu didn't care about so much. Perhaps Luo Ling was special and indispensable to Yuwen Haoyu.
But it was not for him. His mission was only to protect Yuwen Haoyu's safety, that's all. When he left the palace, he received only one imperial edict. Even if he lost his life, he could not let Yuwen go.