The surrounding birch trees were rustling in the wind, and countless yellow leaves fell from the branches, like a rain of leaves.
In the distance, in the middle of the storm, a black shadow moved from far to near, and was in front of everyone almost instantly.
When Monk Zhiyuan and the others saw this, their expressions immediately changed: "No, we have summoned the evil spirit!"
Juehun squinted his eyes and looked at him coldly. He saw two eyes looking at each other fearlessly, and their eyes were even more fierce and majestic.
Immediately, he took a step away, and the black shadow stepped out from the center of the storm, its dark robes flying, and a pair of phoenix eyes as sharp as knives.
"I will save my own people, so I won't worry about you."
"Oh, next time you want to save people, come earlier and don't come here to collect the bodies." The swirling night wind blew the cloak open a little, and the corners of the mouth on the pale face were slightly raised, as if he was smiling.
, and he really didn’t look like he was smiling.
"Thanks for the reminder."
Mo Jingxiao tipped his toes, flew over, and arrived in front of Ning Yujin in almost a breath. He stretched out his arms and placed her in his arms.
His speed was too fast, as fast as a gust of wind or a ray of light. Someone was clearly standing next to Ning Yujin, but when he reached out to pull her, he still couldn't keep up with his speed.
"Don't let any one escape, catch them all!"
His cold and solemn voice spread throughout the forest, and countless shadow guards suddenly jumped out from all around, joining the fight.
Now that the gap in numbers is reversed, the situation suddenly becomes different.
The well-trained shadow guards cooperated with each other tacitly and gained momentum, which suddenly turned into a one-sided trend.
Mo Jingxiao just held Ning Yujin in his arms and stood in the center of the entire battle field, like an immortal statue of a hero.
Ning Yujin lay on Mo Jingxiao's chest, feeling that the lights and shadows of swords and swords around her had nothing to do with her anymore.
His body is like a wall of copper and iron, which can protect her from wind and rain, and withstand all the hardships and ups and downs in the world.
Inexplicably, peace of mind.
She secretly raised her eyes and looked over his shoulder at the birch tree behind him.
The top of the tree was empty, and behind the branches with fallen leaves was a bright moon. It looked as if someone had cut countless gaps with a knife.
The man on the top of the tree has long since disappeared.
In fact, no matter what purpose Juehun came here with, she was quite grateful to him.
Because if he hadn't come to delay this moment, I'm afraid she would have been taken away by Monk Zhiyuan and the others.
Hmm...if...if he didn't always think about killing her, it wouldn't hurt to give him the antidote to her fate.
"What are you thinking about?"
Mo Jingxiao rested his chin on his forehead, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and a muffled sound came out.
Ning Yujin was hugged so tightly by him that she could even feel the resonance in her chest.
This feeling is indescribably wonderful.
She was greedy for the warmth in his chest at this moment, buried her head in his collarbone, and whispered softly: "I just thought it would be nice to see you again."
He grabbed her arm and held her tightly in his arms.
He lowered his head and leaned against her ear. His mellow and deep voice was so intoxicating: "Such a thing will never happen again."
Ning Yujin shook his head: "This time, I was careless. If I had thought more carefully, I would have discovered the loopholes."
It was a pity that when she heard that Murong Xuan was in trouble, she was indeed a little flustered and could not think too much rationally.
"It's not your fault." Mo Jingxiao reached out and held the back of her head, turned his head and kissed her gently on the brow, "It's my fault."
If he hadn't liked her, if he hadn't wanted to take her as his own, then she might still be her third young lady in the Quan Ning Bo Mansion, and would never have encountered so many dangers and schemes.
It was him who single-handedly led her into this crisis-ridden whirlpool.
Maybe he was right in the beginning. If he doesn't love anyone, then no one will hurt him. If he is alone, he won't drag anyone down.
However, I happened to meet her and fell in love with her!
How could he tolerate the woman he liked wearing a wedding dress for another man?
How could he tolerate the woman he liked being married to another man?
How could he tolerate the woman he liked staying with another man until old age?
It was the selfishness in his heart that made him unwilling to let go.
But it was also because of his selfishness that he harmed her!
"Ah Xiao!" Ning Yujin suddenly grabbed Mo Jingxiao's trembling hand with veins bulging out, and called him suddenly.
"What……"
Mo Jingxiao's somewhat out-of-control emotions were suddenly suppressed, and he looked at Ning Yujin with a pair of phoenix eyes, somewhat surprised.
Ning Yujin picked up Mo Jingxiao's hand, then spread her fingers and interlocked them with him bit by bit.
"Axiao, look!"
In front of him, she raised two hands and shook them at him.
"Did you see it? The two of us are already holding each other tightly."
She said: "If you don't want to grab my hand, then don't grab it from the beginning. Now that you've caught it, hold on tightly and don't let go. Because, I am already your Mo Jingxiao's woman, everyone
Everyone knows that I am your Mo Jingxiao's woman. If you let me go, the exclusive mark you put on me will not be removed. They will still do to me whatever they should do to me."
"Could it be that...are you going to stop caring about my life or death after you let go of my hand?"
"Never!" He hugged Ning Yujin tightly, his sharp eyes bursting with light, as if to penetrate everything, "No one can take your life or mine!"
Ning Yujin pursed her lips and smiled softly, leaning her head on Mo Jingxiao's shoulder, saying nothing.
Is there anything else to say?
There is no need to say anything.
"ah--"
A scream pierced the sky, and a shadow guard came up to report: "Master, Miss Third, the shadow guard has been poisoned!"
"Poisoned?" Ning Yujin suddenly recovered from the confusion and quickly asked Mo Jingxiao to let go, "Let go, I'll go over and take a look."
Mo Jingxiao let her go, but followed her immediately without leaving her footsteps.
There was a tragic scene all around. Mo Jingxiao wanted to catch him alive, but the people on the other side immediately committed suicide when he failed, without giving anyone a chance to catch them.
Ning Yujin ran straight to the injured person, only to find that the shadow guard's eyes were swollen and swollen by poisonous gas.
"It's that Meng Ji's poison!" She hurriedly knelt down to treat the man's wounds first.
Mo Jingxiao stood with his hands behind his back, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
A shadow guard replied: "Sir, we were preparing to catch them all, but the woman sprinkled poisonous powder on him and took the opportunity to run away with the monk. We have already sent people to chase her."
"In other words, Meng Ji and Monk Zhiyuan ran away?" Ning Yujin raised her head, her eyebrows narrowed.