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seemed to feel Ying Zheng's dark gaze, staring directly at her red lips, Yan Xiaomo subconsciously licked her mouth, but she didn't know how crazy her action was. Pinshu.com

Ying Zheng's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but cover his full red lips anymore.

The two were kissing hotly, but the carriage stopped suddenly, Yan Xiaomo didn't have time to dodge, and her head hit the wall behind her, so painful that she couldn't help frowning.

If Ying Zheng hadn't kissed herself at this time, how could she have hit the wall?

stared at Ying Zheng sadly, accusing him of causing her to hit the wall just now.

Ying Zheng rubbed the back of Yan Xiaomo's head distressedly, the kiss just now was too fascinating, so he didn't pay attention for a while.

Outside, there was the sound of swords colliding, and the screams of innocent people.

"Stay in the carriage and don't come out." Ying Zheng's face became very serious, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Yan Xiaomo nodded, and watched Ying Zheng leave the carriage with a sword.

She could feel the fierce struggle outside in the carriage, and from time to time a knife stabbed into the carriage, and then pulled out violently, if Yan Xiaomo hadn't dodged in time, she would definitely have left two blood holes in her body.

The people outside were obviously coming for Yingzheng, so it was safest for her to stay in the carriage.

Yan Xiaomo thought so.

It's just that there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck.

The horses outside were frightened by the sword in front of them, and they ran away with the car behind.

And Yan Xiaomo, who stayed inside, was even more caught off guard, and the whole person swayed left and right in the carriage.

Ying Zheng saw that the carriage was frightened and ran, so he hurriedly chased after it, and secretly screamed in his heart, and two more black-clothed people in front of him blocked his way, making him watch the carriage disappear from his sight.

"Look for death!" Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes coldly, his eyes gradually dyed with bloodthirsty killing intent, if anything wrong with his Mo'er, he would definitely make these people pay a painful price, so that they would never recover!

The wind that rose blew Ying Zheng's robe, and the cold sword glowed with a cold light in the sunlight.

The two blacks still only felt that the man in front of them was very terrifying, and they took half a step back, not daring to rush forward.

Before they could go, two more men in black attacked Ying Zheng's back.

I saw that the black figure was on tiptoe, and his body flew into the air suddenly, dodging the attack of the two men in black, and a fierce sword wind swept towards the two men in black.

The two men in black, who didn't have time to dodge, took the blow and stood in place and never moved again, until the black figure fell again, and with two pops, the two black heads rolled down.

Then, the figure that had been standing collapsed with a bang, and the blue-white ground was quickly stained red with blood, and the blood sketched a strange picture on the ground.

Ying Zheng's face did not change, his sharp gaze fell on the two black-clothed people in front of him, and a bloodthirsty smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, like a god of death from hell, and said coldly: "It's your turn." ”

The two men in black were scared, seeing the man who was like death walking towards them, the two almost turned around and ran away, they didn't want to die in vain at the hands of Yingzheng, that man was too terrifying.

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