The second elder stamped his feet: "It's over, bad things have happened!"

He turned around and asked: "When will the master of the family leave seclusion? When will Chu Yi come back?"

The head guard said hurriedly: "Miss Chu Yi is on her way back. No matter how fast it is, it will still take an hour."

The second elder took a deep breath: "This matter of human life is at stake, tell her to hurry up!"

He always felt that something was not right about today's matter.

Si Fuqing and Yu Xiheng have arrived at the Mohist government city.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Si Fuqing's expression turned cold.

She exhaled slowly, searching for the smell of blood.

Just at this moment, a new round of hidden weapons and mechanisms were activated.

"Swish!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Dense and explosive.

Both of them were very skilled and they all hid, and Si Fuqing finally saw the figure.

"Brother Jiu, I saw them." She nimbly avoided the hidden weapon and was about to pass by the right path.

Yu Xiheng suddenly held her hand and pulled her into his arms: "Go here, there is a dead end over there."

In order to speed up, he picked him up by the waist, passed him easily, and reached the western corner.

The person in front of me can no longer be said to be a person, but a blood mass.

Canyon's body was covered in wounds, a mess of blood and flesh.

Si Fuqing's hand paused, slowly lowered, and then clenched tightly, causing veins to jump.

She calmly took out a few pills and gave them to Xi Xiang, but her fingertips couldn't stop trembling.

She lowered her head and saw the fragments of the talisman, and breathed a sigh of relief.

fine.

These talismans were difficult to make and would consume a lot of energy. Her body would be depleted every time she finished making them.

But she won't be stingy if she can save the lives of those around her.

"Brother Ninth, he, he..." Canyon regained consciousness and reluctantly opened his eyes, "First, save the young master. I can still hold on. I, I'm fine, I'm fine..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and he gradually fell asleep.

Yu Xiheng's eyes were frighteningly deep. He took Mo Chuxing into his arms, tapped Xishang's body a few times with one hand to stop the bleeding, and then carried him on his back.

His voice was calm and without any ups and downs: "Go out first."

I haven't taught anyone how to write the word "death" for a long time.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Today I met a pirate gangster and asked why it was called the Daxia Empire? Why didn't the Daxia Dynasty change its dynasty? This name is really ugly, and it received negative reviews, so I gave Qingqing one star.

I...???don't know what to say, I can only wish you good health.
Chapter completed!