My host is the thief six

Chapter 835 Demon Lord, come to help justice? (52)

Before Luo Changfeng could make a decision, the eyes of the demon palace disciples who were surrounded by the crowd and tried their best to maintain order and sell marrow washing pills looked in their direction in an instant.

Those pairs of eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts together. When Luo Changfeng looked at him from the gap in the curtain, his heart skipped a beat.

He quickly knocked off Pei Yingying's hand that was still holding the curtain of the carriage, and yelled in a low voice: "Don't move around, be careful not to be discovered!"

"Senior Brother Changfeng..."

The back of her hand was slapped hard, and the back of her little white hand turned red instantly, and Pei Yingying had tears in her eyes, which she couldn't shed.

Luo Changfeng was relieved after letting the driver outside start the journey and avoiding the group of people outside.

Then turning his head, he saw Pei Yingying holding his hand with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Luo Changfeng's heart ached immediately, and he quickly took her red hand and blew on the back of her hand, "I'm sorry, Yingying, I just... have nothing to do."

"I know." Pei Yingying sniffed, forced back the tears in her eyes, and showed a smile uglier than crying on Luo Changfeng's face.

"Yingying was careless. The few outside must be people from the Demon Palace. If they find us..."

The carriage wobbled, but before it could go far, it was assassinated.

A group of people dressed in black rushed out from all directions. They held long swords and attacked the moving carriage with a very clear target.

The body of the carriage shook, and the man in black recognized the driver as an insignificant passer-by, so he didn't kill him, but just drove him off the carriage.

"Luo Changfeng, did you come out by yourself, or did we bring you out?"

A voice came from outside the carriage, and that voice had already chilled Luo Changfeng's heart.

He had heard this voice before, it was the voice of a disciple who followed Shen Yang in the Demon Palace.

That is to say, in the moment they looked at each other, they really exposed themselves.

It's just that he couldn't understand how they were exposed?
Just relying on a look?
Isn't this group of people in the Demon Palace afraid of admitting and killing the wrong person?
Bah, bah, what was he thinking.

Pei Yingying in the carriage was obviously a little flustered, but Hua Bug was flustered, but still forced herself to calm down.

Luo Changfeng also took a deep breath, and was about to lift the curtain of the carriage to go out, but the entire wall of the carriage exploded directly, exposing the three people inside to his sight.

"Come on, the devil master said, capture Luo Changfeng, you don't need to capture him alive!"

A group of men in black around them didn't exchange much words. At the moment the demon palace disciple gave orders, they rushed forward with their swords in hand.

"Black-clothed guard?" Huabug's expression changed when she saw the group of black-clothed men, and she quickly avoided a long sword stabbing from the side.

The black guards are Shen Yang's personal dark guards, and they are a team of dead soldiers specially trained for her by the former demon lord!
Unexpectedly, she even released this team!

After just being dazed for a while, Huabug found several wounds on Luo Changfeng's body.

"Master Luo!"

Huabug was a little anxious, but was entangled by several black-clothed guards and had no way to get out.

Mr. Luo's injury has just healed, and his strength has not yet recovered. How could he be the opponent of those black-clothed guards?
　I will finish writing this plane tomorrow, good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)