655 moment of crisis

Luo Wen'er listened to the swords and swords outside the house, fighting internally, holding the two children at the end of the bed, staring at the changing color window for a moment.

What a gorgeous scene and how horrible it is? The sonorous sound of the sword, the sound of pain and muffled humming, intertwined with the enthusiasm of fireworks, all fell to the ears.

"I'll leave for a moment. You stay in the house with your children and don't go out no matter what happens. I'll be back in a minute!"

Luo Wen'er can't remember how long Xuanyuan has left. She only knows that every moment at this moment is extremely long.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a sword coming into the window, and then it seemed that something hit the window sash and spread a bloody red like fireworks.

There is a sudden chaos outside...

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Zhang Mao is fighting against three people in black, with a beautiful posture like a crane dancing. If Xuanyuan is still there, he must know that he has not done his best.

Zhang Spear really doesn't want to force, because he knows who sent this group of people in black. He was not afraid of offending Xuanyuanjing, but... He felt that it was most appropriate to borrow their hand except for the woman in the room, because the Lord had become less like a normal person. This woman was the culprit. If he had known now, he should have turned back in the heavy rain and eradicated the root of the scourge.

So at this moment, he can't wait for this group of people in black to rush in and smash the woman into ten thousand pieces.

It's a pity that the Lord set a boundary when he left.

The Lord had been on guard against the old lord, so he transferred them to protect the woman.

Those brothers fought with the guards solidly, and I don't know what their heads think. Why can't they look at them in the long run?

And he can't stand by, otherwise there will be no good fruit if the defendant is in the situation.

Zhang Mao flashed his opponent's fierce attack and looked behind him by the way...

It's been so long, and I don't know how the Lord has talked with the old Duke. Normally, marrying the princess of the country is more cost-effective than marrying this woman. Moreover, the princess has long been green-eyed towards the Lord, and this woman... The Lord has done so much for her, but what has she got? Instead, he made himself crazy and was laughed at.

What's so great about her? Do you still want to make any more wanty tricks? She didn't look at herself either... The remnants and willow, hum!

His eyes turned, and he could have easily avoided the opponent's attack, but when he flashed, he suddenly came up again, making the opponent inexplicable and unprepared, and the palm of the person next to him had been thunderous.

Zhang Mao was overjoyed. When he was hit, he used internal force to attack the absolute impact of his body, and then made a heavy blow. At the same time, he was also in the mood to smile at the three guys who were stunned because of their surprise, and then he was full of energy, like a broken kite flying to Yunxue Pavilion. Go to...

The muscles and veins are damaged, and it is also necessary to break this boundary!

He was flying with joy, and suddenly felt a gust of gloomy wind, as if wrapped in an angry roar, pressing against him like an avalanche...

"Oh no!"

He didn't even have time to express a complete amazement. He saw that Xuanyuan was still like an angry lion had come to his side, stopped his waist, stopped the trend, and threw it aside. He felt like he had lost a broken rag. Then Zhang Mao saw him jump into the array and fight with the dozens of people in black like the wind sweeping the remnants of clouds.

Zhang Mao looked on coldly, but when he saw that it was simply a lifeless way to play, he sighed in his heart that the Lord was really crazy. Should he also "pretell to be crazy" to prove that he was really outnumbered, rather than deliberately releasing water?

But when his mind moved, he suddenly found that the Lord's move was fatal, specializing in the key points, and was merciless.

The Lord is familiar with the tricks of every hermit, because these people have participated in training with him. It can be said that although they are masters and servants, they have been together more like brothers for a long time, but now, the other party has already seen him, which can be said to be afraid and slowed down the offensive, and the Lord...

His eyes condensed, and he was immediately shocked. He jumped into the war group and tried his best to separate the siege of the hermit.

The Lord glanced at him and looked cold, but he had no time to explain. He condensed his mind, and his sword spirit was like a rainbow, straight through a hidden pipa bone.

The offensive here was suddenly fierce, which made the hermit immediately look at each other. They accepted the move, gathered together, and arched their hands as the leader: "My subordinates are ordered to act, and I hope the Duke of Ning..."

However, before the voice fell, Xuanyuan had already flew over and swept his sleeves, giving them no chance to breathe.

"Duke Ning, if you don't give in any more, your subordinates will..."

Another sword light approaches.

The hermit also restrained his look and showed his unique moves one after another.

For a while, the light burst out outside the Yunxue Pavilion, reflecting the rising fireworks in the night sky, which was spectacular.

There are a large number of hermits, all of whom are highly skilled, while the Duke of Ning has only a few masters. No matter how hard they try their best, they have gradually fallen behind.

Xuanyuan Shangfang waved a secret guard's killing move, and a cold light came out from behind the hidden guard flying away, almost close to the body of the person in front of him. When Xuanyuan still turned around, the cold light came to his eyes.

Zhang Mao caught a glimpse and immediately flew to save him, but...

A slight sound, mixed with the sword spirit of fireworks, was so insignificant, but there was a blood flower spewing out from Xuanyuan's chest.

Everything on the ground seems to be fixed, but only the fireworks still jump happily into the sky.

"Lord..."

"Lord..."

Zhang Spear rushed over, hugged Xuanyuan Shang, who was about to fall, pointed together, temporarily stopped the blood, and then glared and his eyes were about to crack: "What do you want to explain if you hurt the Lord?"

The guards looked at each other in conseclusion.

They were ordered by the old prince to kill the woman inside, but Xuanyuan still tried his best to protect each other. If he wanted to touch the people inside, he would step on him. Now, he is down, but...

Xuanyuan is still the hope of the old prince, but also the hope and pillar of Xueling, if...

"Can you bear the responsibility?" Zhang Mao roared.

The hermits suddenly looked at the "murderer".

The murderer was very wronged. Although he did do his best, he could completely avoid it according to Xuanyuan's ability, and he... He didn't know if it was his own illusion. He seemed to see that Xuanyuan still hit his sword. He suspected that Xuanyuan was still outnumbered and wanted to make a quick decision, so...

Now that Xuanyuan is still threatening them with his life, how can they...

Wait for a moment, arch your hand, and turn back...

"Lord, Lord... Why don't you go and see a doctor?"

The guard disappeared, and Xuanyuan Shang was finally relieved. He tilted his body and fell to the ground.

Zhang Mao held him and put his hand on his veins, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

Just with a sword, the Lord was not seriously injured, but used internal force to force blood to frighten people. However, the Lord was really seriously injured and seriously injured, which was caused by mobilizing all internal forces to rush out of the boundary.

The boundary of the old Duke...

Zhang Mao couldn't help shivering... The Lord is really crazy!

However, the Lord turned his head slightly and looked at Yunxue Pavilion. Obviously, he had lost his strength and smiled at the corners of his lips. Then, he closed his eyes...

The strength has been exhausted, the boundary disappears in an instant, and the closed carved door opens immediately...

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Luo Wener fell to the ground, regardless of the pain, and rolled and crawled to his side.

"Xuanyuan Shang, Xuanyuan Shang..."

Just now, Zhang Mao heard her shouting in the door, but she suffered from the obstruction of the boundary and could not come out. He was still angry, if it hadn't been for you...

But now, when he looked at her bloody hands and looked at her calling her master's name with tears, he suddenly couldn't hate it.

He set up his master with another person and went to Chengxinxuan.

Looking back, he saw that the woman wanted to keep up, but she chased him for two steps, stopped with fear, and looked at him with longing and pleading eyes. He only felt that she was like a chicken who had been knocked unconscious by the rainstorm. She was angry and funny, and said in a rough voice, "Why don't you keep up?"

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It must be said that this woman still has a way to deal with wounds.

Before the arrival of the imperial doctor, the main wound was cleaned and bandaged by her.

The action is so quick that I can't help admiring him, who was begging for life on the tip of the knife in his early years.

The royal doctor came and found that most of his work had been completed by an unknown woman, and he couldn't help looking at her twice.

Zhang Mao's face was cold, pulled her aside quietly, and said viciously, "Take care of your injury and be careful not to damage the master!"

The imperial doctor took the pulse and said that the trauma was harmless, but the key was internal injury...

Luo Wener listened, and with Zhang Mao's intentional or unintentional "infiltration", she knew what kind of thrills Xuanyuan Shang had experienced.

She twisted her hand, ignoring the bleeding stains on the gauze again, and stared at the silent back of the imperial doctor for a moment.

For a long time, the imperial doctor got up, and Zhang Mao immediately stepped forward. She also took a small step and stopped.

The royal doctor held his beard and looked embarrassed and solemn, but he still opened the prescription: "It's important to rest. During this period, it's better not to let Duke Ning go out. And..."

For some reason, he looked at Luo Wener standing outside the mantle: "Try not to make Ning Guogong's mood fluctuate, otherwise..."

Zhang Mao nodded and sent the imperial doctor out.

When the imperial doctor left, he looked at Luo Wener again, which made him very dissatisfied.

After coming back, I saw her standing by the bed, with only one back, but it seemed to carry all the bleakness and sadness.

The room was very quiet, but his heart suddenly became complicated.

Considerationally, she doesn't seem to have done anything, but...

He scratched his head for a while, touched his chin for a while, and finally covered his lips with his fist and coughed twice. He successfully saw the woman's shoulder shake and slowly turned around...

"Well, er, that... cough," Zhang Mao turned his eyes and didn't know what to see or say. The always careless person became at a loss. Then he was unconscious and quickly looked solemn: "The Lord is injured, and the whole house is clumsy. I see you... Er, it's okay. Just stay to serve the Lord..."