Hibiscus Moon

Du Yu had just finished tidying up Buyue's room, but when he looked up, he was startled. His distraught leader floated in front of him like a ghost, dressed in black, with a pale face, absent-minded eyes, and a trace of residual blood.

He said "ah" in a moderate way, and immediately sniffed again. He smelled something different from this "ghost", and his round face immediately flattened.

"Look at your body being hollowed out, Ah Yue, I told you a long time ago that indulgence is not good." He is a loner who can't sleep, but he still wants to know that the pair of dogs and men have quarreled and still have sex. If you want to roll the sheets from time to time and have sex or something, I feel really uncomfortable and jealous in my heart!

Buyue's gaze gradually focused on him, and after a while she said, "Ayu, sleep with me tonight."

Du Yu's chrysanthemum tightened, his heart twitched, and he waved his hands quickly: "I still have to guard myself like a jade for that dead ghost surnamed Luo. The night is long, Ah Yue, you can spend it by yourself."

As soon as the words fell, he ran away immediately, without even having time to close the door.

The footsteps gradually faded away, leaving only silence in the room, but the words seemed to still echo in my ears.

Buyue's eyes suddenly became bright under the dim candlelight, slowly raised her right hand, and suddenly swung a palm at the shadow of the corner of the room behind her, the fragments scattered everywhere, but a black shadow flew up from inside , there was a flash of light in his hand, and the jet-black dagger was slashed towards his neck, neatly and swiftly like an eagle, one could tell it was a specially trained killer.

Bu Yue had already made a back move, she leaned back and dodged it, but kicked the man's chest with both feet, accumulating power in both palms, the faint golden light followed up silently, but the black shadow hit him with all his might To make a cut in Buyue's arm, Buyue hooked the corner of his mouth and pulled out a sneer. This kind of skill can be regarded as a first-class master in the Jianghu, but under his hands, he can only do a few more tricks. .

The assassin fell to the ground with a palm, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, he couldn't stand up for a while, the eyes on the black mask were cold and ruthless, like a bloodless murder tool, he walked up a few steps, ready to attack After finishing him, Fang raised his hand, but felt powerless all over his body, and fell limply in front of the killer.

The killer met his eyes, looking at Buyue with cold eyes like looking at a dead chicken.

It’s all here and now, Bu Yueruo doesn’t know what’s going on, his head is white, and the wound on his arm is so numb that he doesn’t feel it. He opened his mouth, but found that he didn’t even have the strength to make a sound , I could only watch helplessly as the killer got up slowly, with a cold light flashing in his dark eyes, and the black dagger was pointed at his neck again.

Bu Yue really panicked at this moment. At that moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind. Before closing her eyes, the only regret in her heart was that she wasted all her tricks and failed to stay with the dead ghost for the rest of her life. ...

"puff!"

The sound of the sharp blade piercing through the flesh was so sudden and gentle, accompanied by the greasy and desolate blood.

Buyue suddenly opened her eyes, looking at the back standing in front of him, and for a moment, it overlapped with Qingluan's last face, grabbing his heart fiercely.

He is too familiar with this back view, it's neither wide nor strong, it's a bit fleshy and round, like this person's face dangling in front of his eyes every day...

Du Yu!

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't scream, he could only let out a "cluck" broken roar from his throat, like a desperate and angry beast.

The killer also suddenly saw the person under the knife clearly, his body froze suddenly, but his cold eyes flashed in the moonlight, he pulled out the dagger without hesitation and continued to swing towards Buyue.

"Luo Qi!" Just by looking at those eyes, Du Yu knew who this person was.

The killer's body paused again, and Du Yu suddenly hugged his leg desperately, pushed Buyue half a foot away, and begged: "Don't kill him! Please don't kill him!"

His injured chest was pressed against the man's calf, and the warm blood touched the man's skin through the fabric, and he could still feel a throbbing chest. The man looked down at him, and suddenly kicked him away.

Du Yu screamed, the blood in his chest flowed more and more violently, dyeing his light-colored clothes red, but his eyes kept looking at Bu Yue: "Ah Yue, go!"

Bu Yue shook her head slowly, looking at him sadly and desperately, with moist watery light.

Just when Luo Qi's dagger was slashing towards Buyue again, Du Yu suddenly blocked him again at an extremely fast speed. This strange movement was faster and silent than any light kung fu, just like his first Like standing in front of Buyue for the first time, with a wrong eye, a long wound almost cut off half of his shoulder.

Buyue closed his eyes in despair, blood drops fell on his face, two lines in one line, lines like tears.

Luo Qi suddenly took a step back and looked at Du Yu in shock. Du Yu panted heavily, he opened his mouth, a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and after a long pause, he said with difficulty: "Whether... you... kill No matter how many times he does it, I...will block him for him!"

Luo Qi raised his hand again and paused.

Du Yu said: "Let him go...I would like...to save his life."

"why?"

This was the first time Luo Qi spoke, his voice was as cold as ice, without any ups and downs, and the pair of pupils on his mask were as dark as an abyss, like a dark night that could not be illuminated.

Du Yu said with a sad smile: "My life...is his."

Luo Qi stepped forward suddenly, and pressed Du Yu on the ground with one foot, not allowing him to resist at all, and swiped the dagger towards Buyue again with his backhand. At that moment, he felt the huge force erupting from the body under his feet , almost sent him flying, the dagger was aimed at the head, and cut open a picture of a beauty on the wall.

"You know martial arts?" Luo Qi asked, his voice was a little bit colder.

Du Yu was already covered in blood, and he didn't even have the strength to get up, but his round face showed a strange expression: "You can't kill him!"

Luo Qi's eyes were fixed, and he suddenly sneered, his figure turned sharply, turned into a black wind and swept towards Du Yu, but he never wanted to miss it, he suddenly turned around, just in time to see the dagger that was shot at Buyue just now. On Du Yu's back, his gaze was finally no longer fixed, but flustered.

The dagger stabbed very straight, right at the back of Du Yu's heart, and sank into the hilt.

Du Yu fell powerlessly on Buyue. After a while, he moved and looked back at Luo Qi. Under the faint candlelight, his face and expression were blurred, blurred into a dense mass of melancholy, saying no Qing, the way is unknown.

Luo Qi's heart suddenly trembled, and he walked towards him abruptly, suddenly felt the chill coming from his back, he quickly turned around to block it, a cold purple light flashed across his cheek, completely interrupting his thoughts.

Xia Yunfeng's Lanyue Sword came very fast, like a purple electric snake entangled Luo Qi's path everywhere, the sword wind was dense like a net, Luo Qi backed up again and again, his martial arts were not weak, but he was seriously injured by Buyue, and the killer His moves are fast, accurate and ruthless. Once he loses the opportunity, it will be very difficult to succeed, let alone encountering a master like Xia Yunfeng.

Xia Yunfeng's sword force forced him to take two steps back. He seemed to have stepped on something. He glanced at it, and it was a piece of Du Yu's clothes, light blue in color, like a clear summer sky.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his chest, and then his body was kicked far away, smashing the porcelain vase on the wooden stand, Luo Qi covered his injured chest, two of his left ribs should be broken, he struggled to get up, Xia Yunfeng was already close , he suddenly threw a handful of silver needles from his arms, and took the opportunity to rush out the door.

But for some reason, he stopped and looked back, the scars and bloodstains on his face were hideous, the indifference in those eyes became colder and more ruthless in the blood color, his eyes fell on the light blue, reflecting A trace of sadness turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the night.

"There are assassins!"

"Come on!"

Gu Ji chased after the black shadow, and then several people followed and disappeared into the night. When Li Luan arrived, there was a dead silence in Buyue House, the dim candlelight danced and Xia Yunfeng sat cross-legged in the corner , in front of him was a pool of thick black blood, and a large shadow cast on his face, drowning all expressions.

Bu Yue knelt beside Du Yu weakly, hitting the ground one after another, with a sad expression, but no matter how much hatred and pain he was unwilling to reconcile, his bitter cries were silent.

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