The two thought that there was nothing to do at this time, so they turned over to the roof to look at the stars and chatted for more than an hour, until the temperature was low, and they both felt cold before coming down, and each went back to their own rooms.

When Meng Fusheng was about to go back to his room, Yu Guang glanced at Du Yueyan, he didn't want to react, but some subconscious movements were difficult to control, he reflexively turned his head to look at him and smiled at her.

But I didn't expect that it was such a simple action, Du Yueyan's face sank, and she turned her head and ran. Meng Fusheng felt a pain in his heart, and subconsciously chased after him. It wasn't until he grabbed the person that he realized that his behavior was wrong, and quickly let go of his hand, feeling annoyed in his heart, he was so uncontrollable, it would only bring trouble to Yan'er. But what was even more uncomfortable was that Du Yueyan's first reaction when she saw him at that time was to run, which stimulated him to catch up.

Du Yueyan's expression was very bad, as if she was nervous and tired, "What are you holding me for?" ”

Meng Fusheng hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, I just didn't expect you to be so unwilling to see me, so I caught up." But don't worry, I don't mean to pester you. You don't have to care about me, and you don't need to hide from me. Although his actions didn't seem to mean nothing, he really just didn't want her to hide from him like he was hiding from the femme fatale, he wasn't scary, and he didn't have any thoughts.

"I—I didn't say you were going to pester me." Du Yueyan looked even more nervous, her eyes were wandering, panicked, and she stammered a little, "I'm just too tired, thinking, and wanting to go back to rest early." I'll go first, you can go back and rest, evening, good night. ”

After speaking, she pushed Meng Fusheng away and turned around to leave, but at this time, Meng Fusheng found that she seemed to be holding something tightly in her hand, and she was still trembling a little because she was holding too hard.

But before Meng Fusheng could express his questions, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind, and a masked man in black suddenly appeared between him and Du Yueyan.

Meng Fusheng's heart immediately pinched, and he stared at him vigilantly, "What are you going to do?" ”

The man said coldly, "I want your life!" ”

As soon as that person made a move, Meng Fusheng felt a strong killing intent, and the other party looked like he didn't want to die, and the move was a fatal move that caused eight hundred self-damage and wanted to hurt the enemy by one thousand. Every move seemed to be going to die with Meng Fusheng, and each move was more ruthless than the other, and it was all towards Meng Fusheng's fatal place.

Meng Fusheng was familiar with his moves after a few tricks with him, and he could be at ease under such a fierce attack, and when he was in a steady upper hand, and when he was about to capture the assassin, the battle situation changed abruptly,

The assassin seemed to know that he couldn't defeat Meng Fusheng, so he turned his target to Du Yueyan, who was at a loss for what to do.

Where would Meng Fusheng let him succeed, and hurriedly went to intercept it, but Du Yueyan was still stabbed in the chaos, but fortunately, he did not let the assassin's treacherous plan succeed.

That bright red color stabbed Meng Fusheng's eyes, making him attack more fierce and swift in an instant, and every move was straight to the assassin's life.

The assassin didn't expect that Meng Fusheng would still have room in such a fierce situation just now, and it was only at this time that all his abilities were completely burst out, directly catching him off guard. It is not easy to protect yourself in a panic, where can you deal with Du Yueyan.

Originally, there were guests who wanted to enter the room, but as soon as they went upstairs and saw their battle, they ran down in a panic, but there were still many people looking up from downstairs, looking at the excitement with great interest, and if this continued, there would only be more and more people, and Meng Fusheng wanted to solve the trouble quickly.

After he performed the last trick of the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, he succeeded in slashing the Assassin under his sword. He didn't leave the corpse for the shopkeeper to worry about, but rolled the person into his room, thinking that he would wait until the time came to dispose of the corpse, and now there was a more important matter.

"Are your hands alright?" Meng Fusheng's heart was pinched together, and he walked to Du Yueyan's side and asked with concern, "Let me take a look?" ”

Du Yueyan's face was a little pale, and she stretched out her hand that was accidentally stabbed with a sword, which was not very heavy, but it looked a little hideous when it landed on the white and slender wrist, and it was even more distressing to see it, so he proposed, "Go back to your room first, and I'll help you with medicine and bandage it." ”

She must have been really frightened, this time she didn't say anything, but followed Meng Fusheng back to her room obediently

Meng Fusheng had some medicine with him, so he quickly dealt with it, and was bowing his head to help her bandage, wrapping bandages around and around. The room was very quiet, the lights were dim and warm, as if there was a harmonious drinking warmth flowing in it, which Meng Fusheng had not experienced by Du Yueyan's side for a long time, as if the estrangement between the two people had gradually disappeared.

But he knew that it was just an illusion of his own.

Meng Fusheng sighed in his heart, put away his thoughts, and told her not to touch the water before returning to his room, where there was still a corpse waiting for him to deal with.

He took advantage of the night to carry the corpse and threw it to the mass grave, and then returned to the inn, and many people below looked at him with fear in their eyes, but Meng Fusheng didn't care.

When he went up to the second floor, he saw Du Weizhen standing in front of Du Yueyan's door, and immediately walked over, "Weizhen." ”

Seeing that it was him, Du Weizhen breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked: "I just heard that you and Yan'er encountered assassins, are you okay, how is Yan'er?" ”

Meng Fusheng felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, I hurt Yan'er." ”

As soon as he heard that Yan'er was injured, Du Weizhen immediately became nervous, and before he could ask anything, the door opened. Du Weizhen hurriedly looked at Du Yueyan and asked anxiously: "It's okay, it's okay, what's the injury, let the imperial brother take a look." ”

Du Yueyan reluctantly stretched out her wrist, which was very standard, and said softly: "It's not a big problem, it's just some skin trauma, and Fusheng helped me bandage it." ”

"It's all my fault." Meng Fusheng was very guilty, he felt that the assassin was coming at him, but he accidentally implicated Du Yueyan, fortunately, it was only a small injury, otherwise he didn't know what to do, "Yan'er, Weizhen, I'm sorry." If it weren't for my assassin, I wouldn't have hurt Yeon'er, I'm sorry. ”

Du Weizhen was no longer as nervous as he was when he first heard that they had encountered the assassins outside, and waved his hand, "What are you talking about, it's not Yan'er that you hurt." ”