Boom-" With a loud bang, a heavenly thunder slashed straight from above the nine heavens!

A large area of trees in front of him was scorched.

The rain poured down in an instant.

Xia Shengnuan stared at the figure, galloped wildly, and the rain kept slashing towards his face, like a sharp knife cutting on his face.

The bow and arrow in his hand are like meteors, sending them out non-stop.

But there were too many men in black, and she quickly ran out of arrows with her.

The figure fought and retreated, and among the arrows in the net, he was inevitably hit by an arrow, and he bent down all of a sudden.

Xia Shengnuan saw that his heart seemed to be torn apart, and he was suffocated in pain.

Throwing away the bow in his hand, he pulled out the green feather soft sword at his waist, and pulled the reins, and the big black horse under him roared up, running towards the figure like a bolt of lightning.

The soft sword in his hand was like a rainbow, and everywhere he went, bright red splashed.

She stubbornly fought her way out of the black-clothed man, and she was about to catch up with that figure.

No, there was a steep cliff ahead.

Dense clusters of arrows shot at that figure again.

The man had no way to avoid it, and in order to avoid being shot into a hole, he suddenly jumped for life and jumped off the cliff.

Xia Shengnuan's pupils shrank, as if the whole person was suffocated, his brain rumbled, and he roared urgently, "Gong Feihan!" ”

As soon as he stepped on the stirrup, the whole person spun up, and the black figure flashed like a dazzling light, and pounced straight towards the figure.

……

Meanwhile.

In the forest on the other side, the pouring rain blurred the sight of many people, and Gong Feihan led a large group of people to chase after a slender figure over there.

The slender figure was chased by the man in black.

Clusters of arrows fell all over the sky, and the slender figure was hit by an arrow and crawled on the horse.

Gong Feihan's pupils shrank suddenly, and the flames in his eyes were like magma eruptions, and they were crimson.

As soon as he pulled the reins, the black horse under him roared, jumped up, and jumped towards the fallen figure over there.

Fearless of the whistling arrow feathers, he fished the person in his arms.

"Protect the emperor and his mother!"

Zhao Can roared, and the cluster of arrows in his hand shot out like meteors, constantly blocking the cluster of arrows that fell on the emperor's body.

A group of secret guards even sacrificed their lives to block arrows, escorting the emperor and Niangniang all the way out of the encirclement of the men in black.

The pouring rain hit his face, Gong Feihan looked at the pale girl in his arms, her eyes were closed, and she shouted in a trembling voice and a low voice, "Warm, warm, warm, wake ......up."

The girl was motionless, an arrow in front of her heart was nailed there, swaying, bright red seeping out, but it was washed away by the rain in the blink of an eye.

Gong Feihan's heart was suffocated, her eyes were red, and her hands trembled slightly to touch her heart, wanting to pull out the arrow from her heart.

It's just that before I pulled it out, I realized that something was wrong with the feeling of holding it.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand violently and stroked the girl's face, and suddenly tore off a fake mask with a force.

While Gong Feihan breathed a sigh of relief, he thought of something, and his heart was instantly tightly grasped by a big hand.

He threw the woman in his arms to the ground, her face was as cold as a thousand years of ice, and her deep voice was wrapped in earth-destroying anger, "Kill all the assassins, mobilize the Praetorian Guard, and make every effort to find the whereabouts of the mother." ”

"Yes!"

Zhao Can glanced at the girl on the ground, his eyes sank, and he hurriedly responded.

It's about Niangniang, the emperor is too nervous, they have fallen into someone else's trick, if they want to kidnap Niangniang, I'm afraid it's dangerous.

However, Niangniang's martial arts are strong, should, there should be nothing.

Zhao Can was worried and self-comforting, but he always felt that he had a bad premonition. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.