The code name of this palace is 007: Wangye, if you have a kind, you will be singled out

Chapter 455 The Definition of Happiness [8]

Mo Yuxuan's slender and fair hand was stained with blood, and several fingertips were still dripping blood, dripping onto her clothes.

Although she has tried her best to help Mo Yuxuan defuse the attack, but there are too many guards, it is impossible to defend against them.

The most important thing is that this evildoer who obviously has no self-protection ability and should be hiding behind her with peace of mind, even stretched out his hand as much as possible to help her block some inclined attacks.

What he can do, of course, is with his own hands!

The injuries on his hands were all caused by his almost reckless actions.

"I'm fine!"

Hearing Lan Yu's inquiry, Mo Yuxuan's triumphant voice immediately rang in her ears: "How could this prince pay attention to such a small injury!"

Listening to his words, Lan Yu kept killing in his hands, but the corners of his lips raised unconsciously: "Strange, isn't the third prince always weak and afraid of pain?"

While teasing, Lan Yu's heart was warm!
The happiness that I only realized not long ago is even thicker in this sea of ​​blood.

Every time Mo Yuxuan raised his hand and used his flesh and blood to help her block the attack, the happiness became stronger.

Although Mo Yuxuan was unable to help her kill the enemy, he still tried his best to protect her!

Just like she protects him!
Lan Yu's serial killing moves at the same time killed and repulsed the approaching guards again, and frowned slightly.

She had already killed quite a few people, but none of these black-clothed guards showed any sign of retreating timidly. Under the training of Chi Li Iron and Blood, almost every one of them was equivalent to a dead soldier.

Such an enemy is the most troublesome!
Fortunately, as she had expected before rushing to kill, Chili should have given the order to capture Mo Yuxuan alive. These black-clothed guards who are not afraid of death have scruples, and all attacks dare not greet them fatally.

If it weren't for this, Lan Yu really didn't know if he could support Mo Yuxuan until now.

But if it drags on, Mo Yuxuan, who no longer has the internal strength to protect his heart, probably won't last long!

No matter how proud Mo Yuxuan said those words, he couldn't hide the faint weakness in his voice. Needless to say, Lan Yu also knew that he definitely had a lot of injuries.

Her blood-soaked clothes are the best proof.

The wounds on Lan Yu's body were basically concentrated on her hands and legs during the attack, and the blood soaking through her upper body clothes belonged to others.

Some of the guards she killed were from Mo Yuxuan's arm lying on her back.

Taking advantage of the gap to quickly look around, Lan Yu glanced out of the corner of her eye at a figure that was swiftly grazing in their direction like light smoke.The corners of her lips slightly raised: "It's finally here!"

Yin Luo, the dagger in his hand quickly drew a cold light around his body in the night, took a step forward, and at the same time with his toes on the ground, he took Mo Yuxuan up, and volleyed over a dozen guards in front of him.

Waiting for her body to fall, Lan Yu aimed at her feet, and put her toes on top of a guard's head. When the skull cracked under her feet, she raised her figure again.

Amidst the angry shouts of the guards, he did the same thing and swept across the open space full of guards, and threw himself directly at the palace wall.

She had no intention of getting entangled with these inexhaustible black-clothed guards, she stayed here to fight, just to help Yan Hong and Concubine Rui who fled to the east to lure the guards over there.

(End of this chapter)