Chapter 547 Ambush

The good play in the temple is over, and Yu Hanyan wanted to go down to put an end to this farce. However, when she was about to take action, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the shadow on another beam opposite, and her heart suddenly felt awe.

Maybe there is a person hidden in that shadow?

But when I just came up, I didn't find anything strange... How did that man get up?

Moreover, I didn't feel the breath of any living person...

Lu Yuqing searched the night owl from head to toe. He only found an oil paper tube and searched it carefully again.

As a result, of course, what he could find was just a portrait of Mingfei.

He took out the portrait, opened it and took a look, then carefully rolled it up and put it in his belt.

He only did half of this action.

I only heard the soft sound of hissing, as if a breeze had passed by him, and then a series of sharp noises suddenly exploded.

He barely turned his head and just in time to see an extremely indecent knife, with an evil cold light, creaking between his waist and eyes.

His body was crooked and he skillfully avoided the key point, and only a long blood mouth was pulled out. While dodging, he waved his right hand and threw the oil paper tube out of the door.

This action saved his life.

The attacker had no time to care about him and turned to chase the oil paper tube.

In such a rainstorm, if the beautiful painting of the Mingfei is wet by the rain, it is really an unforgivable sin!

Lu Yuqing, like a homeless dog, desperately opened the side door and escaped.

Yu Hanyan has a panoramic view of all this.

I don't know when the shadow on the beam opposite has disappeared.

She saw clearly the face of the man who sneaked on Lu Yuqing below, and it was obviously a dead night owl!

The night owl walked back to the house with an oil paper tube and glanced at the body of himself on the ground, with a contemptuous sneer.

An uncontrollable throb suddenly appeared in Yu Hanyan's heart, and there seemed to be an electric current flashing in his body, and he couldn't help trembling for a moment.

'The bullet critic has got something. What else is he doing when he comes back?'

In her surprised eyes, the night owl put away the oil paper tube, tightened its belt, slowly paced to the center of the courtyard, and looked up and said, "Jade Fairy, are you coming down by yourself, or let me treat you?"

Yuhan's heart was awe-inspiring and secretly clenched the broken sword. Previously, in order to hide her traces, she had already held the broken sword in her arms.

She still has some doubts in her heart. The following bullet criticizes the star, which is the best in the world, and has many tricks. He is a headache. However, with his real strength, he is only similar to He Lianshan and others. How can he challenge himself head-on?

But she soon understood the source of self-confidence. Because two more figures came in through the side door. A gorgeously dressed swordsman and a man dressed as a Taoist priest.

It's okay for the swordsman in gorgeous clothes, but there is a faint fear in the Taoist priest's body.

"Why doesn't the jade fairy come down? Is it possible that she is addicted to being a gentleman on Liang?" When the swordsman came in, he looked at the hiding place of Yu Hanyan on the beam for the first time, saying sanic words. The first time Yu Hanyan looked at him, she felt that this person's eyes were particularly annoying.

She secretly estimated the strength of these people. The cultivation of the Chinese swordsman is probably not far from that of Zhu Fei. The Taoist priest is more deeply hidden and his breath is very restrained. He seems to be indifferent, but there is likely to be a powerful magic weapon beside him.

If you fight against these three people at the same time, you will probably be able to barely draw. Unfortunately, due to the existence of the bullet criticism star, the hope of escape has become extremely slim. The only way out is to first use a serious injury bomb to criticize the star, and then you may find a chance to win...

"My little brother has long admired the name of the jade fairy. Today, I'm lucky to get one. Please show your face and let the little brother look at you..."

The bullet criticized Xing and said, "Brother Song, this is Meng Lang. The beautiful face of the jade fairy is only for his beloved Lang Jun. Can you see it?"

The swordsman smiled softly: "I don't understand. Everyone said that the Qingling fairy of Jiulongfeng is as good as a fairy. How can't you show it to my younger brother?"

"Brother, do you know that there are many rumors that are exaggerated and false, and one or two faces can also be said to be beautiful. If the jade fairy is really good-looking, how can she be stingy? What's more, I once heard that Jade Fairy has another nickname, 'cold noodles without salt'. I advise my brother not to hope too much..."

The two people sang and sang and tried their best to ridicul and satirize. They wanted to provoke Yu Hanyan, but Yu Hanyan only ignored it.

The Taoist priest walked around the room, squatted down again, and carefully examined several bodies on the ground. Finally, he picked up Zhan Lu on the scar man's hand, rubbed his fingers on the blade, and praised: "Good sword!" Put it in the sheath and hand it to the gorgeous swordsman. The gorgeous swordsman politely tied it to his belt, looked up and smiled, "With this sword, you have a little confidence in the face of the jade fairy!"

Yu Hanyan had no time to pay attention to him. She saw that there was more light yellow powder on the ground, which was secretly spilled by the Taoist priest. It was faintly combined with the five elements of gossip, and seemed to have sealed all her landing points.

She frowned slightly and said in a voice, "You are waiting for evil thoughts!" Before she finished speaking, the broken sword in her hand turned into a shining light and took the bullet to criticize the star door. At the same time, there was only a crash, and her figure had hit the roof, lifted the tiles and rushed out.

"She wants to run!" The swordsman in Huafu shouted and took a meal. He flew to the sky, pulled out the new Zhanlu sword, waved a brilliant light and swept to the soles of Yu Hanyan's feet.

However, his body method was not fast enough, and the bullet star, who was fast enough, was deterred by the sharp edge of the broken sword and failed to catch up in time. When the Chinese swordsman rushed to the roof, the figure of Yu Hanyan had drifted away like light smoke. When she left, she stamped her feet, lifted a large area of bricks and tiles, and splashed her head at the Chinese swordsman. When the gorgeous swordsman waved Zhanlu to break through these debris, how could he catch up with the figure of Yu Hanyan?

Yu Hanyan swept across the corner of the eaves and waved her hand. The broken sword in the room turned back like an arrow, shot through the roof and fell into her hand.

The biggest crisis has passed. At present, there is only one star who can catch up with her.

When the bullet criticizes Xing Yima's current catch-up, you will find the horror of Jiulongfeng's real swordsmanship!

However, at this time, a strong wind suddenly blew on his side, and the roar of dragons and tigers sounded in his ears, accompanied by an angry shout: "Yu Hanyan, die!"