Chapter 3365 hugged her
Princess Baoyin was still singing.
But at this moment, when this originally soothing and soul-soothing song sounded in the whistling wind, for some reason, the wind seemed to also carry the sounds of horse hooves, tiger roars and dragon roars, revealing a hint of murderous intent.
This murderous intent was like a sharp blade, instantly piercing the heart of the blurry woman in front of Zhu Feng.
A cold light, tinged with blood, pierced out from her back and hit Zhu Feng's eyebrow. He could even clearly hear the sound of the heart pierced by the sharp blade stopping beating at this moment, and he could also smell the blood blown by the wind and hitting his face, bringing a nauseating strong smell of blood.
At this moment, Zhu Feng's heart seemed to be torn apart.
His eyes were bloodshot and staring at the yellow sand in front of him. After the woman slowly fell down, he saw a face.
A face that was originally unfamiliar, but became extremely familiar in the years that followed.
There is coldness in the majesty.
He was still holding a bloody sword in his hand. When he saw the woman slowly fall down, revealing the person in front of him, his handsome brows suddenly frowned and he spoke.
The low voice, in the wind and sand, transformed into a sudden severe pain, which penetrated from all over his body to his heart in an instant.
"Feng'er..."
"ah--!"
Zhu Feng suddenly let out a shrill scream. He had never felt this before. The severe pain that spread from his heart in an instant almost tore his entire body apart. He hugged his head and took two steps back. Nan Yan, who was standing beside him, did not expect him to have such a sudden reaction. She hurried forward to help him. As soon as her fingers touched him, she saw Zhu Feng raised his head and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.
"emperor!"
Nan Yan was horrified and rushed forward to hug Zhu Feng's thin waist, only to find that he was shaking violently, as if all the bones in his body were breaking, and his thin body was collapsing piece by piece.
When they saw this scene, Princess Baoyin and Heyi were also stunned.
He Yi wanted to pull himself out, but his sleeves were entangled with Hu Helu's sword, tripping him up. He could only nervously look at Zhu Feng's pale face. After spitting out that mouthful of blood, the blood in his mouth continued to flow out. The whole person was like a punctured blood bag. Seeing the mountain-like figure collapse, even if the imperial concubine was beside him, he could not hold on at all.
At this moment, Princess Baoyin suddenly stopped and said to Hu Helu, "Go!"
Hu Helu had been waiting for this moment. When he saw He Yi distracted, the strength in his hand suddenly lost three points. He immediately turned his wrist, and the long sword in his hand rolled, and a cold light flashed. The sharp blade immediately pierced He Yi's long sleeves. Even if it was tied into a stick, it was just an ordinary piece of clothing after all, and could not be compared with the fine steel sword in his hand.
There were loud bangs and He Yi felt a chill on his hands. His long sleeves suddenly exploded, like countless snow-white butterflies flying around. A figure flashed before his eyes, and Hu Helu had already rushed towards Zhu Feng with all his might.
The long sword in his hand pointed straight at Zhu Feng's back.
"don't want!"
He Yi was shocked and immediately flew forward, grabbing Hu Helu's back with his long arms that were already scarred by the sword.
However, the difference between the two, though only a moment, was the difference between life and death.
It seemed that the long sword in Hu Helu's hand had already reached Zhu Feng's back. If it had been a little longer, it would have pierced into Zhu Feng's body.
Just then, a gust of wind suddenly rushed towards them.
Although the sandstorms at Yumen Pass had never stopped since last night, this gust of wind came strangely. It was a gust of wind blowing towards the south that stood out among the gusts of north wind. Moreover, that gust of wind was very fine, but the force was extremely strong, as if it had turned into a solid entity and hit Hu Helu's sword directly.
The tip of the sword suddenly trembled.
Although it was only a moment, just a slight tremor, but this moment meant the difference between life and death. Before Hu Helu could react, he felt a chill on his back. He Yi's hand was as powerful as thunder and stabbed into his back.
There was a "puff" sound, and Hu Helu's hands froze in place, and the long sword stayed on Zhu Feng's back forever.
Just a hair's breadth.
But it is the difference between life and death.
Before he could even come to his senses, he heard Princess Baoyin next to him scream. When he looked up, he saw Princess Baoyin covering her mouth and looking at his chest in horror.
What's wrong?
He was still a little dazed and slowly lowered his head. He saw a pale hand stretched out from his chest. The hand was covered in blood, and in the palm of the hand was a bright red object, which was beating little by little with his breathing.
That is——
“……!”
He suddenly understood.
But then, the whole person fell down limply like a puppet that had lost its strings, and blood immediately gushed out from the wound that pierced his chest. In an instant, the ground was covered with blood.
Nan Yan then turned around and saw this bloody scene. She was still a little frightened, especially when she saw that He Yi's pale face was stained with a few drops of horrible blood. He slowly threw the thing in his hand back to Hu Helu.
Then he looked up.
But he did not look at Zhu Feng, who had just struggled on the line between life and death, but turned his head to look around.
At that moment just now——
However, there was only yellow sand all around, and there was nothing at all.
All he saw was the surprised and disbelieving look of Concubine Si Nanyan in front of him.
Although Nan Yan had long known that He Yi was an extraordinary warrior and that he did not kill people, after all, it was he who accompanied Zhu Feng to break into the Jinling Palace. However, she had never expected that He Yi's killing would be so bloody and cruel. At that moment, the person standing in front of her was not the familiar He Yi, but more like a cold-blooded killer.
No wonder…
No wonder, he was expelled from the sect by Master Zhang even though he did nothing wrong.
Perhaps, with Master Zhang's keen insight, he had already seen that although he was in the Taoist sect, his heart was in the world of mortals, and there was also a kind of murderous nature buried in his nature.
Facing Nan Yan's gaze, He Yi hesitated for a moment: "My Lady..."
He didn't seem to know what to say, and Nan Yan frowned but didn't say anything. When she reached out to support Zhu Feng who was falling down in her arms, she suddenly felt Zhu Feng struggling again and slowly standing up straight.
“……?”
Nan Yan was stunned and turned around quickly. She saw that Zhu Feng's face was also stained with a few traces of blood, but there was no spirit in his eyes.
It was as if the candle flame was extinguished by the wind.
But, he stared at Nan Yan steadily.
"emperor?"
Nan Yan became more and more confused. Just as she was about to say something, she felt her body tighten.
Zhu Feng suddenly reached out and hugged her.
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