The devil is coming, please be careful

Chapter 279

As early as the first time he heard the sound of the flute, Rong Xuan knew that some people couldn't bear it after all, he tilted his head and looked at Min Xing, knowing it without words.

Min Xing lazily sat on the top step, eyes half closed, paying close attention to those people who suddenly changed, the more he watched, the more surprised he was, many unexpected people were controlled, not to mention Shen Ruier, Her gaze finally fell on Xue Jingfeng who was rushing back while fighting mechanically, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Sure enough, since Xue Jingfeng was assassinated by the man in black that time, his body was infected with black energy. So, the matter of Xuejiabao——

Min Xing subconsciously searched for Liu Yun's figure, but saw him standing stiffly in the crowd, his face was as pale as paper, and his expression was extremely sad. It was obvious that there were people everywhere, but he seemed to be a whole of his own, blending in with everything around him. Out of place, the whole person seems to be frozen, revealing boundless loneliness and desolation.

Tilting his head and taking a deep breath, Min Xing raised his hand to touch the corners of his eyes, which were a little wet, and he was not at all happy to prove his innocence. The price of innocence was too heavy, so heavy that it made people breathless.

Rong Xuan understood Min Xing's thoughts with just one glance, and couldn't help leaning over to sit beside her. It was rare that he didn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness, and said softly: "He is not such a fragile person, he will always figure it out."

Although he didn't want to admit that Liu Yun was excellent, for the sake of Min Xing, Rong Xuan did not hesitate to speak well for his biggest love rival.

Min Xing was moved, and leaned his head on Rong Xuan's shoulder, "Thank you, Rong Xuan."

Rong Xuan snorted softly, "I don't want to hear your thank you at all, if you really thank me, then do something practical."

Min Xing was stunned, his face turned red, "Here?"

Rong Xuan lowered his head and leaned closer to Min Xing's ear, his voice was low and charming, "Let's wait for this."

Min Xing couldn't help shrinking his neck, feeling the breath on his skin that didn't belong to him, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to get in, and stammered: "I know, I know."

Rong Xuan smiled lightly, what a lovely girl.

While Liu Yuesheng was exhausted from running, he hurriedly played the flute, the sound of the flute became more and more urgent, and the sound of urging death was like a magic sound that made people's eardrums sting.

Gradually, those who were not controlled also discovered the abnormality of the people around them. They were all from the same family, but they had to draw their swords to face each other. Only they knew what it was like.

Min Xing had always been cold-hearted and heartless, but at this moment he couldn't bear to look at it.

Fighting against the same family, if they wait until they wake up and look at the brothers who died under their own hands, what kind of regret will it be?
Just as he was thinking wildly, Minxing felt a cold light flash from the corner of his eyes, and saw Liuyun in the distance standing motionless in front of Xue Jingfeng, and the blood-stained long sword in Xue Jingfeng's hand was about to strike him. before.

Min Xing sat up straight suddenly, his heart stopped beating in fright, and the blood on his face faded instantly, "Be careful!"

Rong Xuan obviously also saw this scene, raised his brows slightly, and seeing Min Xing's frightened look, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, but it doesn't matter if you are unhappy, people still need to be saved.

It was too late to say it, and then it was fast, and the people in the fight felt a gust of cold wind blowing rapidly around them. The sober people lost their minds for a moment, but they were hurt by those who were not sober, and they wailed for a while.

Rong Xuan was not interested in listening to these people crying and howling, so he returned to Min Xing with a foolish Liu Yun in one hand and Xue Jingfeng who was still slashing wildly with his sword in the other.

　In fact, I want to write a good friend in the title ==
　　
　
(End of this chapter)