Even though they were highly skilled in martial arts, they were outnumbered and had already come to protect her with flawless avatars.

Mingyue screamed angrily, quickly lifted up her cloak, pulled out the soft waist from her waist, and stabbed Qing Yunran's heart with a sword. In the flash of lightning, a black shadow suddenly appeared, and her slender and straight body flipped in the air.

, falling from the sky.

The man was dressed in a black cotton robe, with a particularly eye-catching white hair. His entire face was completely covered by a silver mask, revealing only a pair of eyes that were as deep as an ancient pool, and the light in his eyes was as cold as the cold light on a knife blade.

The sharp sword in the white-haired man's hand swept across, slicing through Su Qianxue's veil, revealing the ugly face on her face. The tip of the sword cut open the flesh, and bright red blood spattered on her face, making her whole face even more ferocious.

Horrible, eerie and twisted.

Su Qianxue covered her face, screamed miserably, and knelt straight down.[

Qing Yunran suddenly turned around, and her panicked eyes collided with a pair of deep and dark black eyes.

Her heart couldn't help but tremble a little. She felt familiar with him, and it was inexplicably familiar, but she didn't dare to confirm it for fear of touching a taboo.

This person is indeed very different from the person in my impression. Not to mention the white hair, and the man's body is very thin. I can't help but shout in confusion: "Who are you?"

The white-haired man didn't answer her. Before she could react, he put his arm around her waist and forcibly took her away quickly.

Behind him, the panicked shouts of Ling'er and the four guards came, "Princess

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The night is as dark as silk, and the night is as cool as water.

The weather in December was so cold that it was biting to the lungs.

The carriage was filled with heaters. Shangguan Yue was leaning on the soft couch, sleeping very uneasily, as if she was trapped in a nightmare!

The eyebrows were beautifully sculpted and twisted into a ball, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on the forehead, condensing into beads, sliding along the forehead and into the temples, and the body seemed to be soaked with sweat.

Qing'er

It was like a dream but not a dream. He walked into the fog, and his Qing Er seemed to be calling his name non-stop.

The voice sounded like tears, calling his name hoarsely, which made him tighten his heart. He searched for the source of the sound, and the other party's erratic body appeared. He stretched out his hand, trying to catch her, but he couldn't.

touch her.

A terrible feeling of heartache hit his heart, and the inexplicable panic and uneasiness made him wake up from his dream.

He opened his dark eyes and sat up straight, his eyes filled with fear and worry.

The cold and biting night wind penetrated into the car through the curtains.

Shangguan Yue felt that her forehead was cold, and she subconsciously reached out to wipe it. When her palms were wet, she was shocked to realize that her forehead was covered with cold sweat. His heart couldn't help but sink.

He had never had such a dream before. In the dark, it was as if there was telepathy. Qing'er was telling him that she was in trouble!

He does not believe in ghosts and gods. He has no way of knowing whether such things are real. However, that voice is so real. Could it be that Qing'er really encountered some danger? [

He was also very reluctant to leave this time. Of course, he felt more uneasy.
Chapter completed!