Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 966: Small things, diffuse in the heart

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Xu was worried about Yan Xiaoyi, in the carriage, nestled in Emperor Moxuan's arms, until Yinshi, there was still no sleepiness at all.

She stood up quietly and got out of the carriage.

Replaced Mu Zifan's vigil.

For a moment, when Ye Qingluo insisted, he would wake up and watch the night after an hour.

Ye Qingluo waved her hand, turned over and jumped onto a thick tree.

Sitting in the wind, looking at the bright moon on the horizon.

In my mind, I reorganized the things that happened recently.

I am also sorting out the dark forces, the purpose of the dark king.

I'm also speculating about how many people around me have been controlled by the dark forces.

After thinking about it, there is no clue.

Suddenly, Ye Qingluo's expression condensed immediately, and his ears moved, as if he heard something.

The glaring eyes staring at the bright moon flashed a chill.

With a move of her finger, the flame-devouring fan was drawn into her palm.

The figure is also at this moment, light as a feather, leaping down from the big tree.

She glanced at the two men who were resting. In order not to disturb them, she had to make a quick decision.

Ye Qingluo's five fingers moved, the flame-devouring fan unfolded, and a mysterious energy burst out from the body, condensed on the flame-devouring fan, directly facing the wind, cutting out countless sharp edges.

The tree in front suddenly fell down a large area.

Ye Qingluo's figure shook, and flew to the end where the tree fell.

Wearing a coquettish red dress, under the moonlight, it is like a flaming rose blooming in the dark night.

It has a suffocating, deadly charm.

Just stand still.

A bunch of assassins dressed in black and covered with black cloth came out from all directions.

Thirty-odd people, weapons in their hands gleaming in the moonlight.

He immediately surrounded Ye Qingluo.

Ye Qing raised her eyebrows, her face disappeared a little flustered: "Oh, are you still playing siege?"

Ye Qingluo gave a sneer, swept away the flame-devouring fan, the coquettish red glow, swift like lightning, directly shot a wind blade.

Immediately, countless silver threads shot from the top of the flame-devouring fan, directly entwining the thirty-odd killers.

The speed was so fast that the assassins had no time to react, and the neck was cut directly by a cold and slender object.

Wherever Ye Qing fell, the killer hadn't even heard the screams, and countless dead and wounded.

Splashes of blood.

Ye Qingluo seems to be an elf dancing in the moonlight, coquettish and charming.

It doesn’t take much time to solve these killers.

In just a moment, quietly and silently, all the thirty-odd assassins were solved.

As soon as he turned around, a killer sprang out from the bushes beside him, and the scimitar in his hand was cut directly towards Ye Qingluo's neck.

Ye Qingluo reacted swiftly to lower her waist back, and rolled over, trying to avoid the killer and then solve him.

Unexpectedly.

The assassin saw her lower back to avoid him, suddenly backhanded, and cut his neck directly.

This move made Ye Qingluo startled.

The hot blood of the killer spilled over the floor.

Even if Ye Qingluo reacted quickly and avoided quickly, she was splashed with blood all over her body.

The **** smell of the nose is very strong.

Ye Qingluo quickly took a few steps back, avoiding the assassin's body and falling down.

Raised his hand and wiped his blood-splattered face.

The pupil shrank suddenly.

The strong smell of blood seems to have a manic feeling.

The bright red blood dyed her eyes red.

Something seemed to spread in her heart.

A very subtle feeling that Ye Qingluo didn't catch.

I just felt that my heart was beating very quickly, and I almost couldn't hold my hand holding the flame-devouring fan.