Yan Qingrui thought, probably this voice was about to tell her that if she was in danger, death would be really dead, not a dream or an illusion!

So in the dilapidated temple, is there any danger of wanting her life?

Yan Qingrui was never afraid of danger, and would not escape at the last minute. She vaguely understood that if she wanted to leave here, she might still be in this dilapidated temple.

Yan Qingrui quietly approached.

Under the moonlight, her body was as fast as light smoke, and it was so insignificant that it was hard to find.

Just one meter away from the ruined temple, she heard a burst of weapons intersecting.

Someone actually fought inside?

Yan Qingrui was surprised. Someone else fell into this place like her?

She gently stretched her body, climbed up to the temple eaves, hid her figure in the bracket, and looked into the temple.

When she saw this, she couldn't help but be shocked again.

I saw more than a dozen dead soldiers attacking the two people like death, and more than a dozen corpses were lying on the ground.

The two of them held long swords in their hands and leaned against each other, resisting the impact of these dozen people, and their bodies were stained with blood. I don’t know if it was theirs or the corpses on the ground. The situation was very critical.

Some of the corpses on the ground were dressed like the dozen dead soldiers, while others were also light armored soldiers.

Yan Qingrui's pupils shrank slightly. These two people... were Bai Xiaoxi and Leng Yuyuan?

At this time, a dead soldier sneered in a muffled voice: "I'm the one who's surname is Leng, I'll kill you here today. If you have no generals in Tianqian's army, you will be killed by our army tomorrow without leaving any armor."

Only half a year later, Leng Yuyuan's expression has become much more resolute. He has removed the youthfulness and immaturity of the children of the aristocratic family. He has replaced it with the iron-blooded and hard temperament of a soldier. Perhaps because of the lightness of the enemy's blood and his own blood on his body, he seems even more cold and solemn.

Bai Xiaoxi has not changed much, she is still heroic, but she is also a little embarrassed at this moment. She is wearing a fiery red dress, but she is already stained with blood and dust, and is no longer the original color.

She waved the sword in her hand, blocked the attacks, and said anxiously at Leng Yuyuan: "Yuyuan, I block them, you go quickly!"

Leng Yuyuan said in a hoarse voice: "No, I can't leave you!"

Bai Xiaoxi said anxiously: "Yuyuan, when is it now? It's better to die one person than to die two people. Besides, tomorrow is when fighting the Sui Guang army. You are the chief general in the army. If you die, wouldn't you really want to make the army lose all the dragons?"

Leng Yuyuan's voice was slightly hoarse, his eyes were filled with pain, conflicts and deep helplessness made him full of sadness. From the overall situation, he should leave, but if he left, Bai Xiaoxi would undoubtedly die.

He can't ask a woman to exchange her life for her life.

But if he doesn't leave, what will happen to tomorrow's war? The war has been planned, but if there is no chief general in the army, no one will know what will happen.

In a dilemma, the sarcastic soldier sneered and said, "I have a surname Leng, do you still want to leave? Stop dreaming, keep your life here obediently."

He waved his hand, and three of the dead soldiers seemed to have received some orders and began to fight against the two of them, which was desperate to attack but not defend.

Under such an impact, Leng Yuyuan and Bai Xiaoxi stabbed the three dead soldiers under the sword and could rely on each other, they were forced to separate and fell into a hard battle.
Chapter completed!