The slow wind at night blew by, blowing around the two of them, and the surroundings were filled with a sense of desolation and solemnity.

"You shouldn't have saved me."

As soon as Chu Yun stood next to Luo Liuling, he spoke slowly, but his tone was extremely low, using a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"I will not abandon another companion, nor give up any hope."[

Although Luo Liuling was talking, her eyes were looking straight at Feng Xiliang, with the silver wire in her hand held across her chest, her eyes never leaving Feng Xiliang's figure.

Luo Liuling knew that this man had a mission like a wild leopard and was the most difficult person to deal with. Perhaps it could be said that this man was not a human being at all.

Feng Xiliang seemed to be a different person at this moment. Although he was a little disheveled after the fight just now, it made him look more courageous, with a Satanic aura!!!

Mo Li and Mo Huan on one side were looking straight at Luo Liuling, with a strange light shining in their eyes. This woman looked so much like the same person, both in terms of feeling and the burning aura.

Very similar.

Of course, this was just a guess by the two of them, and without thinking too much, they stood in front of Feng Xiliang in a flash.

"Master, leave this woman to us."

Mo Huan's tone was cold, but his expression remained unchanged. The two stood on either side of Luo Liuling, tightly blocking all Luo Liuling's escape routes.

Luo Liuling sneered, her eyes flashing with a tiny light, she stretched out her hand, and there was already a dagger in her hand!

It is one of Luo Liuling's most commonly used and most flexible weapons.

Mo Li's iron sword was swung into the wind, and a black cold light shot straight to Luo Liuling's side. Even the sound of the wind became very sharp, and before the sword arrived, the cold sword energy had already pierced the person's mind!

Luo Liuling turned into reality and took a few steps back. Behind him was the shimmering lake, reflecting a quiet light.

In Luo Liuling's eyes, it was the best way to escape. Without a trace of dust or a trace of fluctuation, the small boat on the lake was still floating alone.

In this night, it seemed as if it had merged with the night, but Luo Liuling had an excellent vision and immediately figured out a way in her heart.

While thinking, Mo Huan attacked from the side again, and the sword in his hand changed with his body shape and stabbed straight out.

The compelling sword energy brought with it a desolate feeling, causing the leaves on the branches to flutter and fall.

Chu Yun swayed and clamped Mo Huan's sword tightly with two fingers. He turned his face sideways and felt a cold breath spreading from his fingers.

His fingers moved quickly, from the blade of the sword to the front of Mo Huan, and a very spicy palm carried all Chu Yun's internal energy towards Mo Huan.

Facing such a blow, Mo Huan's face didn't change at all, and he slapped a palm very calmly. When the two chapters were intertwined, both of their figures flashed, and as soon as their palms were loosened, they both stepped back.

A few steps.

Here, the iron sword in Mo Li's hand has become more and more fierce. He passed his hands over his head and increased his breath, falling overwhelmingly towards Luo Liuling.[

This sword was enough to frighten people's minds, but Luo Liuling didn't even blink his eyes. The dagger in his hand slowly stretched out and flew out towards Mo Li in a strange posture.
Chapter completed!