The Proud Ugly Girl's Addicted Foolish Husband

Chapter 218 Fog Shadow Lianxin Falling off a Cliff (1)
Just when Yun Shang raised his hand and was about to draw his bow to aim at the place where Wuying Hongtian and the others were, a dazzling light flashed from the mountain opposite him, and the light slipped past the corner of his eyes, and Yun Shang's gaze Looking extremely coldly at the place where the light was, I saw a golden arrow feather flying straight towards the edge of the cliff. The three people fighting with the man in black formed a half circle. But he left with the figure of the man in black cursing.

I didn't have time to think about anything, and I forgot my original purpose and plan, "Be careful."

After roaring two loud words on the ground, the arrow in Yunshang's hand aimed at the golden arrow feather, and he himself quickly flew towards the person he cared about.

"Boom..."

The two arrow feathers collided with each other, flames shot out, and a thick smoke with the smell of gunpowder billowed. A big gap appeared on the edge of the cliff, and some fine soil and stones fell down.

"Xin'er."

"Be careful, Your Majesty."

Yan Qing was the first to see the flaming arrow coming, and threw his loyal Majesty down regardless of his identity. He watched the crack tear open from the corner of his eyes, and the panicked white figure in the smoke swept away the person beside him. The person who was about to pull him pushed away, but he fell down.

"It's cracked, Si Yan, don't care if I'm going, I'm not afraid, I'll fall to my death." Words came out of the panicked mouth, looking at the crack in the ground, Wuying Lianxin pushed hard to pull his hand. Division strict.

"No, Grandpa."

"Xiao Xin."

"Fog Shadow Lianxin."

"Daddy."

When Gong Qianbai and Wuying Qingxiang heard the sound and arrived, they only came in time to see a ball of white rushing towards their faces in panic and falling down, with tears still hanging from the corners of their eyes, but they smiled and saw that they would not fall like themselves The father who fell to his death, Yan Yan and Si Yan's Wuying Lianxin, and then disappeared with him on the edge of the broken cliff. All this happened so fast that no one even came to the white figure It is time to see clearly, and no one has time to stop all this from happening.

"Wow... Daddy, Xiaorourou wants Daddy."

In a tearing cry, everyone came back to their senses.One of the men in black looked at Wuying Hongtian who was thrown down on the ground and looked at Wuying Hongtian in the direction where Wuying Lianxin disappeared, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, raised the sword in his hand and rushed towards Wuying Hongtian In the past, he was about to make great contributions.

However, he didn't know that his fate had already been decided as early as the moment he carried out the mission.

Seeing the movement of the man in black, Yan Qing pulled up her master, turned over, spun around, her eyes were icy cold, her feet jumped straight to the hand holding the hilt of the sword, the sword fell to the ground with a "bang", and then Yan Qing flew to stand It landed on top of that person's head, spread its legs to clamp that person's head, only heard a click, and the one under Yan Qing's feet died.

Wuying Hongtian, who was pulled up by Yan Qing, looked at the man in black with cold eyes as if he was looking at a dead person. His Xin'er would definitely be fine for the man in black who was coming towards him, and he didn't allow him to have anything to do.Thinking back to the white shadow that followed and jumped down, the misty shadow lightly rolled his eyes, he had seen that figure before, he was the one who attacked him in Qianlin Temple seven years ago.Because of those similar eyes, I deliberately let him go who was seriously injured, but unexpectedly he came back.

"If he has something to do, he will raise his head and come to see me." The cold voice seemed to come from the punisher of hell.As Wuying Hongtian's voice fell, after a few fluctuations, several figures were seen falling straight to the edge of the collapsed cliff.

The black dragon-patterned clothes fluttered with the wind, and Wuying Hongtian looked down at the blood-stained sword lying on the ground. When he moved, the sword was already in his hand, and he stabbed straight at him. The man in black who came, when the hilt was about to enter the man in black, rotated the sword in his hand slightly, then pulled it out from the man in black, and kicked the man in black away, causing blood to flow everywhere. .

(End of this chapter)