Murderous, overwhelmingly murderous!!

The raindrops stretched into a net of heaven and earth, tightly imprisoning all things in heaven and earth, and the darkness, which seemed to have no end, suddenly saw a sharp blade that cut through the darkness.

A slender figure, armed with a sword, leaped from the eaves.

Murderous and eerie.

Autumn didn't have time to think, got out of the carriage, pushed the driver, grabbed the reins of the horse, held the leather whip in one hand, and rode the horse and whipped.

The horse was in pain, and tore open its hooves and began to run wildly.

The rain was flying, smashing on her face, slightly painful, and the clothes on her body were already wet with the rain, but she didn't pay any attention to it, pursed her lips, and whipped away.

Her pursuers were so successful that after a few rounds, they still followed her closely.

Qiu Yi was ruthless, shook off the leather whip, and whipped the horse's back heavily, and the horse raised its hooves and roared in pain, and ran desperately.

At the end of the alley, the horse had just turned the corner.

Suddenly, from the top of a tiled house around the corner, a ghost-like figure jumped down.

The sword light slashed across the sky, and autumn's eyes were stinged.

She dodged in surprise, and the sword qi could slash across her neck, her neck was cold, and a strand of broken hair fell with the blade of the sword.

Autumn is strong, and my heart is cold.

Just as he wanted to whip the horse and continue to drive away, the killer who stopped in front of him raised his sword and fell.

The rope that held the horse and the carriage broke, and the horse was frightened, and ran forward uncontrollably with a roar, while Qiu Yinong was still holding on to the reins, and was pulled out of a dozen feet away by the horse at once.

Her body is hot and painful, and her heart keeps sinking, is it possible, is it possible to die here today?

She is unwilling, unwilling!!

The strong desire to survive made her endure the sharp pain in her body and get up, seeing that the two killers behind her had converged and rushed towards her.

Her hands and knees were bloody, but she gritted her teeth and crawled up.

Desperately running forward.

The rain kept falling, and the night went on, with no end.

In this remote area, there is not a single pedestrian, and the killer behind him is chasing to the end, and the autumn is gradually prostrating.

I don't know how far I ran, but I suddenly saw a dilapidated courtyard with the back door hidden, and two white lanterns at the door quietly emitted a dim light.

Seeing that the killer was catching up, she rushed in desperately.

The courtyard was full of flowers and trees, but she didn't care to look closely, and staggered into the courtyard, she didn't see that where the shadows of the trees were hidden, there was a wide lotus pond.

Her feet slipped and she fell into the pool.

She took a sip of water in embarrassment, and before she could rise to the surface, a clear and ethereal song sounded in her ears, which dispersed with the wind.

"Spring is over, the wind is late, the frost flowers are falling, the night leaks sound, only the spring goes to the flowers, and I don't know if I am a guest ......in my dream."

The lonely and cold song is like the lonely and cold ice and snow on the Tianshan Mountain, and there is a desolate loneliness in the high places that are not very cold.

There is also involuntary helplessness and struggle.

Autumn is thick and secretly surprised.

The lotus pond is planted with the precious passion lotus, reflecting the dim lights, the raindrops are lightly beaten, and the black and white demon lotus are competing to bloom one after another, embracing the clusters and competing for beauty.

In the weird darkness of the demon lotus, there was a person sitting upright.

The man's eyes were closed, his white clothes were better than snow, his long hair was like satin, flowing at his side, his peerless face was like a carefully carved landscape painting, and his long eyelashes clicked quietly on his slender eyes.

The red lips are like blood, lining his fair face, which makes him even more bewitching.

This man is as beautiful as the dust, as beautiful as an eternal god, like a god descending from heaven.

Qiu Yinong was stunned, and suddenly, the man suddenly opened his eyes.

She fell into a pair of bloodthirsty emerald green demon pupils, sheared pupils, emerald green demons, flashing with forest light, staring at her coldly and bloodthirsty.

Like a wolf, like a devil.

Qiu Yinong was surprised and panicked.

Before she could come back to her senses, a pair of slender and slender hands as white as jade reached out, and his hands wrapped around her waist, cold as snow.

She gasped, and the sky whirled, and she was crushed by him.

The beautiful man's red lips covered it, soft and warm.