My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 189

Almost instantly, Ying Yihan came to Hua Rumo's side, straightened her behind her, and confronted Yao Ye.The frozen eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold dark light burst out.

"Hua Rumo, listen carefully, soldiers are coming to the city? If the king is a dragon? If you can't even protect your beloved woman, what kind of king and emperor are you?" Ying Yihan raised his internal strength secretly, but because of the poisoning, Spit out a mouthful of blood, forcibly breaking through the seals of the body's various acupuncture points, and already has the consciousness to die with Yao Ye, the leader of Yue Sect.

Yao Ye looked at Hua Rumo's eyes, and Ying Yihan felt bad. If Yao Ye wanted to take Hua Rumo forcibly, he was not sure that he would be able to defeat him.

"Wang, lord..." Hua Rumo stared at the man standing in front of her, and understood the meaning of his words.

That's right, I was originally a character who likes to make my own decisions, and I treated Xia Ziye the same way, and Ying Yihan, always in the way I think is right, but I don't know what they really want.

"Stand back obediently." Ying Yi narrowed his cold eyes slightly, although he was speaking to Hua Rumo, his eyes did not dare to leave Yao Ye for a moment, after all, the victory or defeat is only a moment in a master's fight.

"Life is the same bed, death is the same acupuncture point, never leave, life and death go hand in hand." Hua Rumo covered her bleeding neck, took a few steps back, and came to a place she thought was safe.

"Yo, it's really touching." Yao Ye raised her eyebrows, narrowed her evil phoenix eyes dangerously, looked at Ying Yihan, and sneered. "Ying Yihan, I didn't expect that you are much smarter than you imagined. For so many years, you have endured humiliation and bent your proud back just for your mother and concubine. In the past five years in the Northland, you have had a bad time, right?"

Honglian's small hands were tightly packed, and the jewelry penetrated into the flesh.

"Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, and who can guarantee that it will be happy for the rest of your life?" Ying Yihan wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, tightly held his long sword, and assumed an attacking posture.

"So, Honglian, what about you? What are you thinking? Ying Yihan draws his sword towards you, and he is regarded as a traitor for betraying the Yue Sect. This deity will clean up the house now." Before Honglian could react, the demon Ye Thug turned, and the thin thread swayed like a snake, mixed with the momentum of a whirlwind, heading towards Ying Yihan.

Ying Yihan holds the sword in his right hand, while his left hand condenses the palm wind, the sword aura is awe-inspiring, condensing a series of empty blades in the air, defusing the thin line's attack with ease.

The corners of Yaoye's mouth curled up slightly, and the evil phoenix eyes overflowed with praise, but he accelerated the offensive of his men. In the hall surrounded by dark light, red and black clothes collided together, and in the shadow of swords and swords, the clang of cold weapons came.

Unlike the people present who knew martial arts and had internal strength, Hua Rumo couldn't see their speeding figures clearly at all, and was secretly worried about Ying Yihan, but felt that Yao Ye was very familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere before.

It's just that he is the leader of the cult Yuejiao in the North, so even if he travels to the South, she grew up in the Southern Palace, so she shouldn't want to see him.

painting!Her mother and concubine once painted him!
Hua Rumo raised her eyes and looked at Yao Ye in amazement, but what she saw was a cold weapon tied with a thin thread coming towards Ying Yihan's back, her body was ahead of her consciousness, Hua Rumo didn't know where her strength came from , ran to Ying Yihan's back, and opened his arms to block the attack for him.

In the nick of time, Yao Ye withdrew his hand, and Ying Yihan rushed over to support his slender body. The two looked at each other, their softness and coldness collided, and they faintly understood what they wanted to express.

To live, to live together, to die, to die together.

Yao Ye squinted her phoenix eyes, and her eyes kept falling on Hua Rumo's body. That familiar face reminded him of the delicate face of the woman in his memory. He retracted his weapon and said coldly. "May I have your name?"

Ying Yihan straightened Hua Rumo behind him, and through the tiny gaps, Hua Rumo looked at Yao Ye.

This is a very good-looking man. His long hair is casually behind his head, and a strand of black hair hangs down on his forehead, showing a bit of evil charm. His long eyebrows are drawn into his temples, his evil phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, and the corners of his eyes are slightly raised. The soft facial features, the chiseled face, the smiles and frowns, are full of amorous feelings, giving people a feminine feeling for no reason.

"Flowers are like ink." Hua Rumo could feel Ying Yihan's trembling hand holding her, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale. Although he didn't know martial arts and medical skills, he knew that his condition was very serious Not good.

It's death anyway, Ying Yihan is not afraid, and she is even less afraid of Hua Rumo.

Yaoye raised her eyebrows, her unfamiliar face, and her cold temperament alone made it hard to look away, and her eyes moved to Ying Yihan, and she curled her mouth, "You've been poisoned!" , Forcibly breaking through the acupoints will be life-threatening, go down to detoxify and heal the wound first, I have something to ask your little princess."

Ying Yihan frowned slightly, wanting to refuse, but felt his hand was squeezed hard, turned his head and bumped into a pair of clean and clear eyes.

Hua Rumo nodded to him, expressing his reassurance, and then wrote another word that Ying Yihan couldn't understand on his palm.

(End of this chapter)