After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 495 You Are Alive, Too Obtrusive

"Is something going to happen?" Looking at the increasingly uncontrollable scene, Jin Linwei in the dark began to become serious.

One of them nodded, and silently took the bow and arrow, but before he could open the bow, he saw the man in the snow standing up precariously.

The moment she stood up, Ye Wu suddenly took the stick in the guard's hand, and hit her in the back.

Fear flickered across Li Cang's clear eyes, and when the stick fell, he hugged Yin Jiuqing fiercely again.

"Pfft!" As the stick fell, a mouthful of scorching blood gushed out.

It all sprinkled on Yin Jiuqing's profile.

Seeing Li Cang desperately protecting each other, Nan Rong's eyes tightened.

However, a courtier who everyone can punish, who does many evils, a holy monk from the generation of Li Cang, an envoy who maintains peace between Jialan and the four kingdoms, how could he be so partial to Yin Jiuqing.

Supporting her body, Yin Jiuqing slowly drew out the Qingming dagger at her waist, and under Nan Rong's incredulous gaze, severed the iron chain.

The bones in her body were touched, and glaring scarlet blood flowed out again, but she didn't seem to notice it, and she never frowned.

The white prison clothes were gradually stained red with blood, as if they were bleeding from white to red.

The ink hair was stained with blood, whether it was hers or Li Cang's, it hung down to her waist with scarlet blood.

Under the heavy snow, she held a sword in one hand and looked at Nan Rong with murderous eyes. At a glance, she looked like Shura who had returned from the depths of hell.

With a cruel and bloodthirsty beauty, there is also a lingering danger, but it is inexplicably... heart-shattering.

Nan Rong's eyes fell on her, and gradually, he became fascinated.

He seemed to know for the first time that this ruthless Yin Jiuqing had a face more beautiful than Nan Si, the number one beauty in Yanjing Dynasty.

The difference between her and Nan Si is that in addition to her beauty, she also has something that Nan Si does not have.

That is: tenacity, never give up.

Just when he was in a daze, the dagger in her hand suddenly turned into a long whip, wrapping around his neck unexpectedly, pulling him off the horse's back.

"Your Highness!" Ye Zhao exclaimed anxiously. As soon as he moved his feet, Yin Jiuqing, who was still some distance away, had rushed forward.

She pressed him to the ground fiercely, and the magic weapon in her hand pressed against his neck.

"Nan Rong, you are alive, it is too an eyesore!"

Her eyes were three parts evil smile, seven parts cold.

A head of waist-length hair poured down, and as a biting cold wind hit, it gently brushed his cheek.

Nan Rong's eyes darkened a little.

"Yin Jiuqing, let your Highness go!"

The long sword in Ye Wu's hand "clanged" against her neck, as if if she moved a little bit, her head would be decapitated.

She still looked at Nan Rong, and directly ignored Ye Wu behind her as air.

Nan Rong lay quietly in the snow without panic, and looked at her coldly, "Yin Jiuqing, if you dare to hurt Ben Gong, Ben Gong will kill him."

Hearing this, she suddenly laughed.

That smile, like a flower blooming on the other side, was filled with endless strangeness and delusion, which hurt people's eyes.

She said, "Okay, that's it, we have companions on the road to Huangquan together."

As he said that, the sharp blade on his neck was violently exerted.

A burst of sharp pain struck, and Nan Rong's white neck instantly opened a hole, and a mottled amount of blood flowed out from it, dyeing the snow under his body red.

(End of this chapter)