It was late at night and time had passed. Xin Yue originally wanted to rest in this temple for one night before leaving, but just when she made up her mind, the neighing of horses resounded in the thick darkness.

Xin Yue carefully looked out from the door and saw bright torches burning not far away. Except for the man in the middle who was wrapped in a luxurious ivory fox fur, the other dozens of people on the horse were all dressed in black.

At this time, these people were still some distance away from Xin Yue. Xin Yue picked up the baggage he was traveling with and decisively rushed out of the ruined temple.

"There! Let's chase!"

These people spoke Chinese, which showed that they were not from the Chikushi family or Chiyo family, and their voices did not sound like they were from Chu Zhiling. The speed of these people was much faster than Xin Yue imagined, and after a while, they were close to each other.

It's not very far from Xinyue.

The cold wind whizzed past, and Xin Yue ran like a sword from its string. The sound of horse hooves behind him was as endless as the waves. People's footsteps are fast, how can they be faster than the galloping horses? Soon, Xin Yue

Surrounded by scattered horses, she drew out her knife warily, narrowed her eyes, and turned her head.

The man sitting high on the horse has a handsome face. Surrounded by torches, his face as white as ice and snow is like a piece of warm jade. His chin is slightly pointed than ordinary people, and there is a hint of smile in his star-like eyes.

"Where else can we escape?"

Xin Yue's eyes turned left and right, but he smiled slightly and said: "Ah, it's Mr. Yan. How are you recently?"

Yan Zhan didn't answer her words, he raised the crossbow in his hand and pointed it straight at the girl who was about to attack.

"If you move erratically, you will either die or be injured."

Yan Zhan's archery skills are notoriously good, and he has few rivals in the world. Xin Yue has not really experienced his skills, just in case there is no action for a while.

"If you hand over Xia Chuan Iori, I will spare your life." Qinghan's words came out of Yan Zhan's mouth, his eyes as sharp as a lone eagle.

"As you can see, he is not with me at all."

Xin Yue raised his eyebrows slightly, calm and fearless.

With a "whoosh" sound, the arrow suddenly flew past Yan Zhan's slender fingers, following the overwhelming wind, and headed towards the direction where Xin Yue was standing.

The wind blew rapidly from the sky. Xin Yue's pupils shrank and he immediately dodged. However, Yan Zhan's archery skills were so superb that Xin Yue could only escape even a little bit. The arrow that was heading towards Xin Yue's shoulder was hit hard.

Passing over Xin Yue's arm, with a pop, the clothes on her arm were cut open, and the flesh on Xin Yue's arm was wiped off. Blood immediately flowed out of the long opening and fell on the snow in drops.

"To say it, or not to say it?"

Yan Zhan's voice was cold and deep, and the firelight swayed on his white fur with the wind, transforming into an invisible ghost.

Xin Yue looked straight at him, a faint cold light flashing in his clear eyes, and then a soft smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, with a slight sarcasm, soft and silent.

She had her hands behind her back, her long hair fluttering, and a calm expression on her small jade face. The strong wind lifted the hem of her clothes, like a fluttering butterfly. She stood in the snow, like a red plum, bullying the frost.

Snow stands proudly.

Yan Zhan frowned and rode forward.

"Get this woman!"

At the same time, he waved his hand and gave an order coldly.

Several people suddenly jumped up and jumped off their horses. Xin Yue saw the way they dismounted and drew their swords, and knew that they were definitely not ordinary people.

I'm afraid I won't be able to escape tonight.

But she was really unwilling to surrender her weapons and let Yan Zhan capture her.

At this time, the rope that tied her ponytail had disappeared at some point, and her hair suddenly fell down, covering her shoulders and back. She gritted her teeth, holding back the constant pain in her back, and quickly

Raise the knife.

The long wind rises and falls, and the air seems to be filled with a chilling atmosphere like an underworld. The light of the sword is endless, and the shadow of the sword flashes. Suddenly, a cold light flashes in front of him, and the sword rises suddenly, slashing down on Xin Yue's shoulder.

, Xin Yuechao evaded quickly, and his figure suddenly fell sideways along with the blade, falling on the ground with a bang.

On the ground, at the same time, the short knife in her hand reached to her toes like water. Xin Yue quickly raised it at an extremely fast speed, completely killing the man. She took advantage of the situation and rolled back away from everyone, half-crouching on the ground, lightning like a leopard.

He jumped up from the ground and headed directly towards Yan Zhan, who was slightly outside to seize the soul and claim his life.

A cold light flashed in Yan Zhan's eyes, and he saw a girl in black rushing towards him, grabbing his leg without hesitation and trying to pull him down. Yan Zhan pulled out the long knife from his waist and unceremoniously

Heading towards Xin Yue, Xin Yue quickly

She dodged like a loach and dodged his attack. She let go of the hand holding his feet, her body slid smoothly against the horse's back, and she quickly sat up. There was no blade in her hand, her fingers were like claws, and her arms were bent.

He grabbed Yan Zhan's throat.

A soft body suddenly pressed against his back. Yan Zhan was startled, and then frowned. Xin Yue's hand came from behind him with a life-threatening aura. Yan Zhan bent down warily, barely avoiding it.

He attacked her fiercely.

At the same time, he slapped the horse's belly, and his body immediately flew into the air. He changed his sitting position on the horse, from facing away from Xin Yue to facing Xin Yue. The distance between the two was only a punch away.

The long knife was in the way and had no effect at all. Yan Zhan decisively threw it on the ground, and started a face-to-face hand-to-hand fight with Xin Yue.

Fighting with fists, life and death!

On the horse, except for the shoulders, arms and face, Xin Yue's body was touched by other parts, and it felt like he was eating tofu from her.

Yan Zhan focused on her shoulders, and at the same time strictly guarded his territory, trying to tire her down. He struck hard with his palm. Seeing that Xin Yue was about to dodge, she pressed the horse's back with one hand, and her body flexed on the horse's back.

Turning, dodging left and right to avoid Yan Zhan's attack. Yan Zhan's palm fell on her waist unexpectedly.

Soft and thin.

Yan Zhan felt that his hand was suddenly burning hot. At this moment, the girl's hand was already touching his forehead.

Suddenly the horse under his feet began to run, Xin Yue's hand inevitably trembled, Yan Zhan seemed to be awakened at this time, a cold light burst out in his eyes, he clasped his palm and grabbed the girl's wrist like thunder.

in hand.

"Throw a rope up!"

Yan Zhan's men, who had already planned to capture Xin Yue, immediately threw the rope around the horse's head. Yan Zhan raised his hand, accurately grasped it, and was about to put it on Xin Yue's hand.

Xin Yue struck out with lightning with his other hand, but Yan Zhan was already prepared. He slapped her hand away with his palm, turned his hand back, and a small dagger immediately slipped from his sleeve and was pointed directly at Xin Yue.

waist.

"You still dare to move?"

Yan Zhan smiled slightly.

"Villain!"
Chapter completed!