The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Chapter 242 [242] Are you going to kill him?

Maybe there is a way, but what way?At this time, the more panicked she was, the more she couldn't think of a way out.

Forced herself to calm down, her little clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and her eyes were blurred by the light of the glazed lamp.

All she could see was Duan Yiyao, who had already taken the Longquan sword off the shelf.

His complexion also became ferocious, and Yun Mumu's eyes were tingling when he saw it.

She was in so much pain that she almost shed tears.

Duan Yiyao drew his sword out of its sheath, wiped the blade lightly with his fingers, and played it leisurely in front of himself twice.

As his Longquan sword swiped towards him, he cut the bright yellow curtain into countless small pieces, which fell one after another in front of Yun Mumu's eyes, just like the snowflakes flying all over the sky outside.

Immediately, the white sword edge flashed past, stabbing straight at Duan Yihuang.

I don't know what Zhou Cheng did to Duan Yizhen, but the two arms that he could move could not move at all, and Duan Yiyao just stabbed at him with the sword.

Yun Mumu only hated herself for being ignorant of people, mistaking Zhou Cheng, a bastard, for a good person, and staying by her side to harm Duan Yihuang.

Everything is her own fault, so the person who deserves to be damned should not be Duan Yihuang, but Yun Mumu.

Thinking about this, Yun Mumu's head became hot, and he threw himself on Duan Yihuang's body to help him block the sword.

This pounce exhausted all the strength in his whole body, his whole body was shaking, and even Duan Yihuang's body under him also trembled.

A thick smell of blood spread and flowed into Yunmumu's nose.

She shook her body, closed her eyes, and couldn't hold back the tears.

It hurts, it hurts, she's really going to die this time.

she?
Ok?
It doesn't seem to be very painful, does it?

But this bloody smell?

Yun Mumu suddenly opened his eyes, and all he could see was the man's muscular arm, which was stretched straight out.

Looking up, the man's slender and white palm grasped the edge of the Longquan Sword.

The Longquan sword is very sharp, cutting iron like mud, but at this moment, it is grasped so abruptly by the man.

Blood rolled down from his cut hand, almost staining Duan Yihuang's white sleeves in blood.

When Duan Yiyao saw Duan Yihuang's arm suddenly raised, his expression became very ugly, then he turned his head to look at Zhou Cheng angrily, and asked angrily, "What's going on?"

Zhou Cheng was already standing behind Duan Yiyao at this time, holding a very long silver needle in his hand, and pierced Duan Yiyao's stamina at lightning speed.

Yun Mumu knew Zhou Changzha's degree, she watched Duan Yiyao's body go limp and fell to the ground.

As he fell to the ground, the Longquan sword also fell to the ground with a "kuang dang".

Yun Mumu's heart also jumped violently following the bang.

What's going on here?

She looked at Zhou Cheng suspiciously.

"There is no time to explain, empress, you follow the emperor and leave here."

Yun Mumu didn't know whether he should trust Zhou Cheng or not, but right now he had no other choice but to listen to his arrangement.

She casually took a piece of curtain that Duan Yiyao had cut off, and simply bandaged Duan Yihuang's hand.

Duan Yihuang looked down at Yun Mumu with emotions she couldn't understand.

Just now, the moment she rushed towards him, she really shocked me.

"Are you going to kill him?" Zhou Cheng glanced at Duan Yiyao who was on the ground and asked.

(End of this chapter)