Bi Luo landed steadily in front of Ye Fulun, looking coldly at the man wearing a bamboo hat, "Who is it? Tell me your name?"
"Little King of Hell." As he spoke, he slashed at Bi Luo with the big knife in his hand. The man's sword skills were extremely fast, and he slashed at Bi Luo like lightning. Bi Luo dodged slightly, struggling to deal with the person in front of him.
The movement in the hall alarmed other people in Mingyue Pavilion. The girls upstairs ran out one after another. When they saw Mother Wang bleeding all over the floor downstairs, they screamed and got into a mess. Only one girl from Shiliuxiang could be heard.
He shouted to the thugs from Mingyue Pavilion, "Hurry up and help!"
The thugs came to their senses and rushed down. Ye Fuxun breathed the fresh air again, got up from the ground, hurriedly walked to Wen Yan, picked up Wen Yan on the ground, "Ayan, Ayan, wake up.
Awake……"
Mingyue Pavilion's thugs were no threat to the little King of Hell. Within three moves, all the thugs were lying on the ground, either dead or injured. Bi Luo stabbed the little King of Hell with a beautiful sword flower, and saw him turning sideways calmly.
, dodged easily, and hit Bi Luo on the body with a palm, making Bi Luo take a few steps back. Her throat felt sweet, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and she endured the mouthful of blood.
"It's a good hand." The corners of Little Hell's mouth slightly raised, and the scars on his face became even more ferocious. The reason why he was called Little Hell was because this man was ruthless in walking around the world, but he also had great martial arts skills, and he could kill as many people as he wanted.
He couldn't, so people called him the Little King of Hell. Meeting him was like meeting the King of Hell.
Bi Luo snorted disdainfully, "Little King of Hell, today I will send you to see the King of Hell!" Then he brought up the martial arts again. The two of them fought for dozens of rounds. It became increasingly difficult for Bi Luo to deal with it. This person's martial arts were unpredictable.
, Bi Luo struggled to deal with it, and gradually fell behind. With a heavy blow from Little Hell, Bi Luo hit the pillar, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. At this time, she felt as if her internal organs were about to be crushed, and her arms
His legs seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold, and he could not lift them up. He was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, watching the little King of Hell approaching him step by step.
Ye Fuxun took out the Soaring Dragon Dagger from his sleeve and quietly approached the Little King of Hell, one step at a time.
"Who sent you here? Do you know that in Prince Ziling's Mansion, today you injured someone from Prince Ziling's Mansion, aren't you afraid of revenge from Prince Ziling's Mansion?" Bi Luo spat out a mouthful of blood and said, looking at Ye Fulun step by step.
Approaching, all it can do is distract the little King of Hell.
"Hahaha, Prince Ziling's Mansion is nothing to me!" Little King of Hell laughed loudly, "If I were really afraid of Prince Ziling's Mansion, I wouldn't talk nonsense to you here, for the sake of your good skills
I will let you die a quick death today." After saying that, he stabbed Biluo with a big knife. Ye Fuxun saw the right moment and stabbed the dagger into the right shoulder of the little King of Hell. The little King of Hell felt pain and cursed, "Fuck you!
Yes, you are seeking death!" With a powerful wave, Ye Fuxun was thrown out like a rag doll and hit the table. The little king of hell pulled out the dagger, as if he wanted to eat Ye Fuxun, "How dare you sneak attack me!" said
He picked up Ye Fuxun's collar and said with a lewd smile, "He looks pretty good. Today I will learn how to pick a flower thief, rape him first and then kill him!"
"Bah!" Ye Fuxun spat a mouthful of bloody spit into the face of the little King of Hell, "If you dare to touch me, not only will Prince Ziling's Palace not let you go, but the Tang Palace will also cut you into pieces!"
"Smelly woman, ignorant!"
"When did the little King of Hell learn to bully women?" A cold voice came, and a man appeared at the door wearing a white brocade robe with a brown fox fur collar, a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, picturesque eyebrows, and a head of silver-gray hair that made him
It was like a god descending to earth, with a three-pointed smile on his lips. His eyes fell on Ye Fuxun, who was in the hands of the Little King of Hell. He immediately became cold and cold, "Has anyone told you that women are for protection?"
"Who are you?!" Little Hell wondered why the task was so unsatisfactory today. Someone came out to disrupt the situation again and again.
"You don't have the right to know who I am?" Ye Xiuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a sneer hanging on his lips. His dark eyes were filled with chills. In the blink of an eye, he came to the little King of Hell. Before he could see how he acted, the little devil
The King of Hell received a solid slap on the chest. This time, he felt deeply how powerful this person's inner strength was. He was no match for this person. Ye Xiuan stood with his hands behind his back, his body moving like a shadow. The Little King of Hell was hit with another slap and rushed
Shanying who came here made a tut-tsk sound and watched the fun. He had never seen Ye Xiuan take action, and he felt a little sympathetic to this little King of Hell, who was going to be tortured into a scum.
The little King of Hell was damaged internally and vomited blood. Taking advantage of Ye Xiu'an's unpreparedness, he threw a hidden weapon and ran away through the door.
Shan Ying was about to chase, but Ye Xiu'an stopped him and said, "There is no need to chase. According to my Jiu Xuan Order, anyone who helps Xiao Yan in the future will be the enemy of my Xuan Xiao Pavilion."
"yes."
"An'er." Ye Fuxun looked at the young man with silver hair and an air-conditioned body, and his eyes went dark and he fainted. Ye Xiu'an hurriedly stepped forward to check on Ye Fuxun, and shouted worriedly, "Sister..." turned around and gave instructions.
Shan Ying, "Biography of Jing Tuo."
Sister? Shanying was stunned when she heard Ye Xiu'an's name. Is this the pavilion master's sister? He had previously given the pavilion master the idea to kidnap Princess Zi Ling... Ye Xiu'an, Ye Fuxun - both surnamed Ye
, What a pig-brained person, Shanying really wanted to slap herself.
Ye Fuxun had a long dream. She dreamed that when she was a child, Tang Wan held her in her arms and sat in the Fusheng Pavilion watching the flowers blooming in the yard. Ye Xiuan held a net and chased butterflies in the yard.
Tang Wan's embrace was really soft and fragrant. The faint smell made her feel at ease. He seemed to see himself in Qingchuan again. Qingruo took the things she embroidered to the market in exchange for silver and bought them for her.
A box of rouge... In short, this dream was very long and dull. Ye Fuxun seemed to be in the clouds. She didn't know where to go until she heard a familiar call, "Sister...Sister..." An'er called her again.
, she saw An'er, her body became weightless, Ye Fuxun suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the unfamiliar room, and saw a familiar young man sitting beside the bed, his voice was a little hoarse, "An'er... you are back?...
"
"I'm back." Ye Xiuan smiled gently.
"Your hair..." Ye Fuxun looked at the silver-haired Ye Xiu'an in shock. This was her younger brother. They had not seen each other for only two years. The black hair had turned into the silver hair now. She looked at Ye Xiu'an with distress.
, what happened in the past two years to make her brother become like this.
"It's okay to go crazy while practicing." Ye Xiu'an said calmly, picked up the porridge on the table, changed the subject, "Let's have some porridge."
Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Ye Fuxun stopped asking. Thinking of Wen Yan and Biluo, Ye Fuxun really had no appetite. He pushed Ye Xiuan's hand away and asked anxiously, "Where's Wen Yan? Where's Biluo? And what's more?"
How is Mother Wang doing?"
"It seems that Princess Ziling is fine." A man in his thirties walked in, wearing a navy blue robe, holding a bowl of soup in his hand, with a hint of smile on his resolute features.
"Princess, don't worry, the two girls are fine, but the girl in green may be more seriously injured and won't be able to wake up for a while, and the girl in red has no internal strength and won't be able to withstand the force of martial arts."
One palm, and my life was saved. I guess something will happen to her in the future. As for the fat old bustard, when I went there, she was already dead, and even the Great Luo Immortal couldn't save her." It's nothing to say.
Seriously, two people were injured and one was killed. Ye Fuxun really thought about the quack doctor's words. Every movement of his body pulled him to the injured area. He frowned in pain. Ye Xiu'an said unhappily, "Lie down." Ye Fuxun was stunned.
He looked at the man in front of him calmly. He was no longer a boy, nor was he a weak boy hiding behind him in the carriage, but a man who could stand alone and stand upright.
"Pavilion Master, King Zi Ling is here."
"I came just in time, I was just about to settle a score with him." Ye Xiuan's face darkened. Thinking of Ye Fuxun being offended, he wanted to beat Song Hanzhuo to death. Just as he was about to get up, Ye Fuxun grabbed his sleeve from behind and said,
"No hands allowed."
Song Hanzhuo heard that something happened in Mingyue Pavilion. When he rushed to Mingyue Pavilion, the place was in a mess. Especially when he heard that Ye Fuxun was seriously injured and unconscious and was taken away. King Zi Ling, who was always calm in times of danger,
, actually panicked. If Xuanxiao Pavilion hadn't deliberately released the news, he wouldn't have been able to find out that Ye Fuxun was in Ye Mansion on Zhuque Street so quickly.
"Xun'er, how's it going?" Song Hanzhuo was stunned when he saw the silver-haired Ye Xiu'an, and then asked with concern. Ye Xiu'an had a cold face and didn't answer. He flipped his right hand and held a sword in his hand.
Here, "Let me teach you a lesson for her, you ungrateful and heartless person."
Shan Ying, who was watching the excitement, almost fell to the ground when he heard these words. These were the words of his cold and charming pavilion master. He really couldn't believe his ears, so he stretched out his hand and poked Shen Liwei beside him, "Old man
Shen, you said that this person in our family who is usually so aloof is actually a total sister-in-law."
Shen Liwei nodded in agreement. Neither of them fought with all their strength, so it was difficult to tell the difference for a while. However, it was obvious that Song Hanzhuo did not want to fight Ye Xiuan and gave way to him at every turn. After a few rounds, the two of them
Without any intention of stopping, Shanying picked up the apple on the table, wiped it on his body, took a bite, and continued to watch the fun.
"This king just wants to see Xun'er."
"I'll tell you if you win." Ye Xiu approached step by step. Ye Fuxun, who heard the news, forced himself to get off the bed and walked to the scene with the help of the maids, "Stop it!" Two grown men, one was
The master of the pavilion, King Zi Ling, who leads the three armies, is like two children at this time, not letting go first.
"Cough cough cough..." Ye Fuxun couldn't help coughing due to the wind. As soon as he coughed, the two big men stopped and gathered around him.