"Let's go straight in!" As Murong Feixue spoke, he prepared to pull out his Flame Crescent Blade.

Long Ming raised his hand to hold Feixue's little hand, shook his head and said, "I know the road, and I entered with me from the Xuanmen of Qianfu, where there are few guards." ”

When the words fell, the two of them flew up, and their vigorous posture was like a flying swallow. Coupled with the night clothes that blend into the night, you can't see the whereabouts of the two at all. After a while, he came silently to the Xuanmen of Qianfu. The third and fifth guards yawned slightly tiredly. I didn't pay attention to the movement around me at all......

"Click, click......" Several slight broken neck bones sounded.

Almost at the same time, the three or five guards fell to the ground in unison. I didn't even have time to hum.

Immediately after, Murong Feixue and Long Ming quietly entered the courtyard like two cold winds. The entrance to the courtyard was surprisingly quiet, except for a few bodies that had fallen, as if no one had come......

"Crackling, crackling......" a subtle voice came.

Long Ming realized that something was wrong, and immediately said to Murong Feixue: "Hurry up and retreat!" ”

The words fell, and a big net fell when the air split his head and covered his face. Fortunately, Murong Feixue and Long Ming reacted in time. Before the net fell, he had already dodged and retreated to the side.

"There are traps!" Murong Feixue said in a deep voice.

"Huh...... The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth! Long Ming said indifferently. His face remained unchanged, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he saw countless guards wearing misty gray armor, holding swords and swarming in from all sides. In an instant, Long Ming and Murong Feixue were surrounded.

"Hahaha...... Are they all dying, and they are still here to speak out? A deep voice with arrogance rang out of the air.

Long Ming and Murong Feixue turned their heads when they heard the sound, and at a glance they saw a dignified man walking out of the guards.

He was less than twenty years old and wore an amber yellow python robe. A dazzling blonde hair was tied high on top of his head. The face was completely exposed, two black and dense black eyebrows were like two long swords, and under the eyebrows were a pair of cold eyes of the Yin Owl, full of a hideous smile. As he spoke, the nine-foot moon-gazing long knife spread out in front of his chest, and there was an invincible wind.

"Who are you?" Murong Feixue asked in a deep voice.

"Hmph, even I don't know who I am, and I dare to come to a thousand homes at night? I really don't know how to write the dead word! The yellow-robed man smiled domineeringly, "Let me tell you, I am the fourth young master of the wind who is called the little overlord of the long knife by the thousand families, a thousand winds!" ”

"Oh...... It turned out to be just a bully young master......" Murong Feixue nodded, her eyes full of disdain.

Hearing this, the Qianfeng Wind's eyes immediately widened, and the fingers that were tightly clasped on the handle of the knife were already bruised. The angry expression was as bloodthirsty as terrifying. The eyes that were as sharp as eagles were filled with evil aura at the moment, as if they would explode in the next moment!

"Damn, a yellow-haired girl dares to laugh at Young Master Ben? I really don't know whether to live or die! Qian Qianfeng gritted his teeth and said angrily, and the next moment, with a wave of the long knife, he commanded loudly.

"Someone's coming...... Give it to me! Let these two little thieves see what the cold soul guards of the thousand families are! ”

As soon as the words fell, the hundreds of British armor guards who surrounded Long Ming and Murong Feixue instantly grew their mouths. When they landed, they saw faint phantoms of soot rushing out of their gaping mouths.