Chapter 52: Dark Night Horror Sword Light Up

Chapter 52 Dark Night Horror Sword Light Up

In the darkness, someone's shadow came through the window, and the long sword fell on the bed.

One sword missed, another sword came one after another, piercing Zhe Yu.

Zhe Yu's face was slightly sideways, and his black hair swayed in the night, brushing on Baicaoshi's face. His **** were like iron tongs, pinching the blade of the sword precisely. With a crisp sound, the tip of the sword broke.

Zhe Yu flicked his backhand, and the tip of the sword brushed past the assassin's throat with force like a bamboo.

"Chi Chi", blood spattered on the spot.

The assassin didn’t die, he covered his neck with one hand, went back the same way, and fled.

Zhe Yu coughed, and he himself spat out a mouthful of blood. From clamping the sword body to counterattack, it seems to be an understatement, but in fact it was a sure-fire move with all his strength, but in the end he let the opponent run away.

"Zhe Yu, Zhe Yu!" Baicaoshi patted his back in a panic, and she felt the danger between lightning and flint very clearly.

"We can't let him run away. If you want to see people, you need to see dead bodies." As he said, he stumbled out of bed and went out of the courtyard.

Baicaoshi hurriedly supported him, but where is there any trace? While in a daze, she heard Zhe Yu say, "General Fei Lu is gone."

The five senses of animals are very sensitive. Fubao didn’t make a sound when people came in. Could it be that something happened?

"Fubao it..." Baicaoshi's heart suddenly hung up, she sniffed her nose, "It smells like blood."

"Chase."

Two people chased them out.

Afterwards, a candle in the house was lit, and both Bai Li and Bai Xiaoshu woke up.

Bai Li rushed into Baicaoshi's room first, his pupils constricted. "Little tree, clean it up immediately."

**

Baicaoshi and Zheyu didn't go far after chasing, and they saw Fubao.

"This is..." Baicao Poetry did not say the whole thing, the answer is ready to come out.

The two of them and the wolf walked another distance, and arrived at the foot of the lonely mountain. With the rising of the last quarter moon, the assassin was found lying in the grass, already dead. Under him, there was a small depression.

This is the first time that Baicaoshi witnessed death after she passed through the book.

Something was rising and falling in her chest, and she wanted to vomit in disgust, but she couldn't, and she still needed to work hard for the following things.

Zhe Yu leaned over and observed carefully. In addition to the throat, there was another fatal wound on the chest, exuding a strong smell of blood. He flips up the corpse's left hand, which has a "spear" shape on the wrist.

"It seems that someone secretly helped us." Zhe Yu heaved a sigh of relief, sat down beside him, panting heavily.

Before, he tried his best to support it, desperately. Now the hidden danger is eliminated, and the body has reached the edge of the load.

"Who could it be?" When Baicaoshi came to this script, she knew how many enemies she had offended.

Allies, they still have such high-level combat power, I really can't think of it.

"Bury it first." Oriha made a decision.

Baicaoshi sticks out the wooden branches to dig a hole, and the little wolf cub uses his claws directly. No one can compare to this labor force.

After working for more than an hour, Baicaoshi was sweating all over, and it was finally cleaned up.

On the way back, Zhe Yu was very silent, and Baicao Shi didn't dare to ask.

Because, she suddenly thought of a possibility, if the assassin wanted to kill her, they would never send such a professional, so the target was locked. This man came to kill Zhe Yu.

Does this mean that their stable days are over?

Damn it!

Back home, everything was normal, mother and Bai Xiaoshu were in their respective rooms, and seemed to be sleeping very well.

Going back to the room, Baicaoshi found that Zhe Yu's quilt was replaced by an old one. The blood on the ground was gone.

She went out with a candle to see, and the blood in the yard was gone.

(end of this chapter)

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