The steel knife in the assassin's hand was shocked by the powerful sword energy and fell to the ground. Blood flowed out of his eyes. The black cloth covering his face was also stabbed into pieces by a sword. Facing the wind and snow, it circled and flew down like a black bat.

In an instant, blood stained his face red.

He covered his eyes in pain and fell to the ground. At this moment, another assassin slashed hard from behind the two of them.

Shang'er and Zhujuan then found Luo Ying. The two of them were so scared that they shouted behind them: "Girl, be careful!"

Wei Yuanji curled a sneer on the corner of his lips, and flew around with Luo Ying. Taking advantage of the time of the circle, Luo Ying asked in surprise: "Aren't you leaving? Why are you back?"

As soon as she heard that something happened to the old lady, she quickly asked Wei Yuanji to leave. She thought that with his light skills, he had already left the Luo Mansion, but he didn't expect that he would come back.

Wei Yuanji smiled and said, "I don't want to be a bachelor all my life."

“…”

Understanding the meaning of his words, Luo Ying could only be speechless.

When he answered, the long sword in his hand had cut off the assassin's head.

The head rolled onto the snow, and the plasma splattered, quickly dyeing the white snow into a dazzling blood flower.

Seeing that success was about to happen, those assassins would suddenly fly such a ruthless character. He blinded a person's eyes with one sword and cut off a person's head with one sword. Their murderous eyes showed horror.

What a strong martial arts, what a ruthless trick!

The assassins stared at their wailing companions in disbelief and their companions in disbelief, and then all their eyes fell on Wei Yuanji's face.

The first time I saw him, there was only one word - beauty.

Even in the deepest night, his beauty was not concealed.

The assassins looked at each other. Before coming, they had never heard of such a powerful figure in Luo Mansion. However, some things were beyond their expectations. They were as remote as these four secret guards who appeared inexplicably. Fortunately, all the people who came were top experts and could handle them with ease.

But who is this beautiful man in purple clothes?

The two brothers have been damaged. Should they fight or retreat?

The person in the lead was in a daze and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Wei Yuanji hugged Luo Ying even closer, like a hero who saved the beauty, and proudly said: "Grandpa, I will not change my name, I will not change my surname, Wei Yuanji!"

“…”

Luo Ying was about to reach out to cover his mouth, but before his hand touched his lips, he had already reported to his house.

These assassins have extraordinary origins, and she doesn't want Wei Yuanji to get into endless trouble.

The leader paused, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he waved his palm: "Retreat!"

These people are all people with excellent light skills. When they heard the order, they immediately spread their wings like big black birds and flew into the air. Wei Yuanji sneered: "It's not that easy to leave!"

While speaking, the long sword in his hand turned into a rapid stream of light and stabbed straight towards the assassin in the lead.

"Dong--"

The leader of the assassin groaned and fell to the ground from the air.

"Left Protector!" someone shouted anxiously and shouted, "Grandma, kill!"

All the assassins returned, which made the terrified people so scared that their faces were pale, and they all hugged their heads and legs weakly on the ground.

The following time seemed to be Wei Yuanji's performance venue alone. Even Luo Ying, who was proficient in martial arts, could hardly see how he took action. She only heard a sudden and sharp sound in her ears. The steel knife attacked by the assassin was broken by Wei Yuanji with his fingertips.

The tip of the knife brushed the arm of a man in black and stabbed it into the eyes of another man in black.

There was splashing blood everywhere, and Wei Yuanji had no intention of stopping. The more he killed, the more excited he became. The pair of charming peach blossom eyes were shining with bloodthirsty light, as if he was not killing people, but the tiny grass mustard.

Blood……

Luo Ying only saw blood splattering in the heavy snow.

"Say, who sent you here!"

When all the assassins died and were lying on the snow and were unable to resist, he picked up the sword that was as sharp as mud and pointed directly at the assassin who was blinded by him.

"……hehe."

The assassin covered his eyes, laughed twice, then gritted his teeth and squirted out a mouthful of poisonous blood, and the man fell to the ground and died.

"It's really a pity that you don't have to give me a toast." Wei Yuanji's face looked down and he looked down. He had just killed him. Apart from the blind assassin, there was only one living thing. He couldn't call him anymore and bit him to death. He turned to Luo Ying and raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said softly, "A Ying, cover his ears."

Luo Ying was stunned for a moment. He had already taken out the jade flute he played in Qianyuan Teahouse last time. The jade flute emitted a cold and cold light in the snowy night, and it made people feel inexplicably shocked.

Her face changed slightly.

Saving the soul.

He wanted to use the soul to control these assassins and make them expose the truth.

But these assassins are different from Song Yiru. Song Yiru is just a beautiful princess with weak perseverance and poor martial arts foundation, so they can easily be controlled by soul-digging. However, these assassins can only be trained through purgatory training. They usually have extraordinary martial arts and super strong perseverance that ordinary people cannot reach.

They would rather die than reveal a word. If Wei Yuanji wanted to use the Soul to control them, he would likely be retaliated by the Soul to Du Sui, unless his ability to control the Soul to Du Sui far exceeded her imagination and had even reached Xiao Yuxin's level.

However, she didn't dare to gamble, and it was reflexive. She rushed forward and stopped him and said, "No!"

"You... know...what is this?"

He raised the jade flute in his hand and looked at her in confusion.

If she didn't know how powerful the Soul Du Ququ was, why did she stop him?

"I……"

Luo Ying didn't know how to explain, and she didn't have time to explain. She couldn't be sure if anyone had been to Shouyan Palace that night. Even if someone had been to, she couldn't be sure that the person who went there was Wei Yuanji.

"You stinky girl, you never believe me." He raised his jade flute and gently slapped her head. His slender eyelashes cast a layer of darkness in the snow. He smiled indifferently, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

These assassins are coming in full force. If they don’t know their behind-the-scenes commander, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not make a comeback. He may not be able to stay by this stinky girl at all times. It is best to find the behind-the-scenes commander and take it all out to prevent future troubles.

Even if you can't do it in one go, you can at least take precautions.

The jade flute was crossing the mouth, and beautiful and strange notes floated out of the flute hole, like jumping elf, floating into people's ears, and then drilled into people's bodies from their ears.

Everyone had hallucinations to varying degrees. Everyone saw different things. Without exception, a strange smile appeared on their lips, as if they were trapped in a huge dream. In the dream, they could fantasize about everything they wanted to fantasize about.

Even Luo Ying, who was covering her ears, fell into memories in the beating melody. Every scene was the scene where she surrounded her father and mother.

She saw that it was also a snowy night. On New Year's Eve, she wore a happy red cotton jacket sewn by her mother. She pulled her eldest, second and third brothers to the yard to set off flames.

Dad and mother stood under the eaves and looked at them with a smile on their faces.

"Bang!"

A beautiful ball of color suddenly bloomed in the sky, and finally turned into countless spark-like highlights and disappeared into the night sky. Then, countless fireworks lit up, lighting up the entire sky into a sea of ​​flowers.

So beautiful!

She stood there clapped her hands happily and cheered.

Suddenly, light and shadow flowed, and she sat on the bed wearing a big red wedding dress. The burning red candle in front of her was like the bloodshot eyes of wild beasts. She lifted the veil and suddenly saw Chen Yao holding a long sword and smiling at her.

"Hahaha... Ji Changqing, do you want to see how your parents and brothers died? Do you want to see how the 50,000 Ji family army died? Do you want to see how you died? Hahaha... Look, look..."

She saw bloody killings everywhere, saw 50,000 Ji family troops fighting desperately in the sea of ​​blood, saw her father and brother being shot through the chest by sharp arrows, and saw her mother dying from the pillar.

Finally, she saw that she was taken to the execution ground in a snowy day, and her heavy sword cut off her waist one by one.

No... don't...

It hurts so much, her head hurts so much...

She held her head, and her face showed a huge horror. Although she was open, she could not see the real world at all. She was just sinking and was always in the endless nightmare.

Wei Yuanji looked at her and felt a pain in his heart. He couldn't help but put down Yu Di, walked to her and pointed her sleepy pussy, then held her cross-legged on the snow, helped him again, and let her stay in his arms comfortably.

Her body emitted a faint scent of cherry blossoms. He closed his eyes and sniffed intoxication.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the crowd rolling on the ground with pain. At this time, no matter how different the assassins and the people in the mansion were, everyone was holding their heads and immersed in the hallucinations of pain.

He took a deep breath and continued to sing the unfinished tune. While playing the Soul-Driving Song, he did not forget to use his internal strength to protect her heart, so as not to indulge in drowsiness and unable to wake up.

This was the first time he played such a soul-saving tune. Because the assassin's perseverance was too strong, and his soul-saving song was not yet perfect, so he could not control it and let it go.

It was used to tease people and was easy to use, but now he wanted to completely control the assassin's thoughts, not only did he have to consume five or six levels of his skills, but he could not take care of others.

But Luo Ying, he couldn't ignore it. Since he had made up his mind to get her, he should have the ability to protect her, otherwise, what else would she want him as a man to do?

He is not Song Xingchen, and at a critical moment he can only let the cowards around him protect her.

The sound of the flute is melodious, sometimes gentle, sometimes gentle, like swallows crying, sometimes surging like tides in the blue sea, sometimes exciting like storms, and sometimes exciting as storms. When people's ears are heard, it is like a magic sound that flows into their ears. Everyone feels that their heads are about to explode in the next moment.

Suddenly the magic sound stopped again, and everyone was still in the hallucination and could not turn around. Wei Yuanji pointed at the assassin who was covered in bruises and slashed by him, and asked coldly: "Who sent you?"

The assassin slowly raised his head, looking at Wei Yuan with his eyes very much like a dull puppet, and his stuttering lips spit out two words from his mouth: "Little...sister."

"Who is Miss?"

"lotus……"
Chapter completed!