Jing Yue was very frustrated.

As one of the seven heroes of the Sword Sect, this was the second time he had escaped in panic.

He didn't want to escape either. If he could wait for the arrival of the Seven Heroes of the Sword Sect, he would definitely dare to turn around and fight, but... he couldn't wait!

If there is a saying of Jianxin and Jianyi, he is likely to have already become corrupt and Jianyi collapsed into a scum.

However, he has no regrets.

Is it not good to be alive?

He stepped on his feet and burst into blood. He carried a yellow pear wooden sword box and ran wildly on the roof, flying over and away from the Chen Mansion.

As the master of the Six Lottery Master, he wants to leave unless Lu Fan is really cruel and wants to keep him.

He bet right, and Lu Fan this time was the same as last time, without leaving any idea.

Flying through seven or eight roofs.

suddenly.

Jing Yue's heart was terrified. As one of the seven heroes of the Sword Sect, he still had the strength. His body rotated at high speed on the spot, and his black robe flew.

The body rotated three times horizontally, and the soles of the feet fell steadily on the roof, breaking a black tile.

In front of him.

A graceful figure stopped him.

The setting sun is like blood, reflecting the white long skirt, fluttering like a fairy.

Three thousand black hairs spread out, and their eyebrows and eyes were picturesque.

This is a very beautiful person, like a person walking out of a painting.

The floating airflow made the man even more imaginary, like a banished immortal in the sky.

Ning Zhao looked at Jing Yue solemnly, and his spiritual energy was mobilized.

She had no sword in her hands, after all, the Cicada Wing Sword was in the handle of Lu Fan's wheelchair.

"Young Master is in Chen's Mansion, you come from Chen's Mansion..."

Ning Zhao's long eyelashes seemed to emit light in the sunset.

After she had dealt with the matter of the lake island, she had just arrived at the island and heard that Lu Fan was starting a massacre, so she hurried over.

But I happened to meet Jing Yue who was running away.

"You carry a pineapple wooden sword box and you are the Sword Sect's people. The young master wants to make no sword sect in Beiluo City... so, you can't leave."

Ning Zhao opened his red lips lightly and said lightly.

"Is Young Master Lu's maid?"

Jing Yue recognized Ning Zhao, so he was very solemn.

"You are not my opponent, go quickly... Otherwise, I will be ruthless under the sword."

Jing Yuedao.

He didn't want to get entangled with Ning Zhao, mainly because Ning Zhao's identity was Lu Fan's maid.

He ran away twice, but Lu Fan did not touch him, but if he injured this maid or killed this maid...

The Young Master Lu is afraid he will chase him to the ends of the world.

After all, he heard that Young Master Beiluo was very slight...

Ning Zhao smiled, she raised her hand, two light blue air flows surging in her palm, her gauze skirt rolled up, and her eyes were determined.

This time... she won't let the young master down.

war!

Ning Zhao's little feet were on a black tiles, and the qi and blood roared, and a strange sound exploded. His body was like a ghost under the shining sun.

Jing Yue's eyes narrowed, and his body exploded six strange noises, and the sword pierced ruthlessly.

It would be fine if he was afraid of Nie Changqing.

Could it be that he is still afraid that Ning Zhao will make a mere call of a grandmaster?

...

Outside Beiluo City, smoke and dust rolled on the endless plain.

Horse hooves trampled.

Four figures wearing straw hats and carrying yellow pear wooden sword boxes were galloping quickly.

The iron-blooded sentry guarding the city on the city immediately discovered the target, and the news spread throughout the city.

The iron-blooded guards all moved, and they pulled the powerful crossbows in the army tightly and put them on the top of the city. Once the enemy approached, they would shoot arrows.

However, the sound of horse hooves did not stop, and it still exploded, rising dust to the sky.

Finally, in Beiluo City, the defenders let go of their bowstrings, and arrows burst out, dripping across the sky, turning into a rain of arrows.

The four people riding their horses slid down from the horse's back and instantly slid to the horse's belly, and arrows fell one after another.

Shooted four horses into sieves.

The sound of sword roar burst out, and blood roared in the sky.

Four figures used their light skills from the fallen horse's belly and quickly flew out.

We came to the Beiluo City Wall, covered with mottled marks.

A clanging explosion.

Mars are splashing everywhere.

The sword edge was pressed into some slight gaps in the city wall, and the sword body was bent and bounced away, so as to leverage the force to fly on the city wall, climb up and climb up.

The four of them rushed to the city wall together.

The top-ranking military general defending the city under Lu Changkong roared angrily and waved his heavy sword to fight.

These four people wore straw hats and did not seem to want to fight. They dared not fight. Once they were caught in a siege, no matter how high their martial arts were, they would be useless. They could kill them even if they were cut by random knives.

The crisp sword roars constantly.

The bodies of four people flew past the iron-blooded soldiers gathered at the top of the city.

The soles of his feet stepped on his shoulders and floated out of Xu Yuan.

After crossing the iron-blooded soldiers, they crossed the city wall, followed the inner city wall, and used their swords to hit the wall, drew sparks, and landed in the city.

...

Dozens of miles outside Beiluo City.

Three hundred iron cavalry trampled on the ground and walked slowly.

Among the three hundred cavalry, a carriage pulled by five horses was galloping rapidly, with the wheels turning and dust rising.

When traveling for five horses, this is the national teacher’s car.

Lu Changkong rode a horse on his back, wearing an iron cavalry, and had a meticulous expression.

The carriage curtain was opened, with disheveled hair and a scholar with his chest open, carrying a gourd, sitting on the side with the coachman.

"Lord Lu, I'm addicted to the hexagram again, but I want to have another hexagram?"

Mo Tianyu took a sip of wine, sat on the side of the carriage frame, and shouted loudly towards Lu Changkong who was riding on the horse.

Lu Changkong's eyes looked like a torch under his helmet, and he glanced at him.

"Why do you like fortune telling after the national teacher? Isn't fortune telling done by those geniuses in Tianji family?"

Mo Tianyu, with his hair disheveled, smiled, scratched his exposed chest, poured a mouthful of gourd wine, and said, "I heard that there are some orders of the Tao. I learned the hexagram first, and then the Master took away to learn Confucianism. The past is unbearable to look back on..."

Lu Changkong nodded.

"The road is lonely, so let's listen to the teacher."

Lu Changkong Road.

Mo Tianyu's eyes lit up, and he took out three plates of shiny copper coins from his arms, put them in his palm, took a sip of wine, and put them in his mouth. Then, he sprayed them out at the three copper coins.

The three copper coins that were sprayed rolled in the wine, and finally fell into Mo Tianyu's palm.

"Oh, interesting..."

"The hexagram shows great danger. Lord Lu, you will harm your son when you leave the city this time. The sword sect will take charge of Beiluo, and blood flows into a river in the city... Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t

Mo Tianyu looked at it for a while, smashed his mouth and said.

Lu Changkong frowned, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his eyes.

However……

Before he could have an attack.
To be continued...